Chapter Sixty three

Valerian's POV

"How serious is it? Is it harmful? Is it something that could affect her health? Will she-" The questions spewed from my lips as my panic ratcheted up a notch the longer I spoke.

Doc held up his hand to stop the rapid flow of questions, a sympathetic look on his face.

"There's no need to work yourself up just yet." He says before placing a hand on my shoulder. "I'll need to go through the results though before I could give you a conclusive answer."

"How long will that take?" I inquired.

He thoughtfully looked to the side, his gaze drawn in with a faraway look. "Give me a couple of hours, I should be done."

I clasped his forearm in a handshake, and drew him in in a kind of bro hug, letting our shoulders touch briefly before I let go. "Thank you."

I watched him walk down the hallway, and move forward to watch Elena through the small see-through glass on the door. I wanted to be close to her but I didn't want to stay by her side feeling helpless as I waited for her