Invisible

Invisible by L.A. Remenicky

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Sheila, Matt, or Mom.
    “The Fifth Avenue Free Clinic. I know the doctor on duty tonight. She’ll get you fixed up, and we can be on our way.” Jax took off his coat and hung it on a hook on the back of the door.
    She? Wonderful, he’s involved with someone, and I’m going to tear him away from her. When the door opened, my heart began pounding, and my hands shook.
    Her profile was all I saw as she walked over and hugged Jax. What a beautiful woman.
    “Lainie, this is the doctor on duty tonight, my sister Jordan. Jordan, this is Lainie.”
    Now I feel like a fool for being jealous of his sister. Glad I didn’t say anything.
    “Jax tells me you’re in a bit of a mess right now. Let’s take a look at that knee. Jax, can you help her up on the exam table?”
    He complied with her request, and I couldn’t help but notice how his arms had filled out since high school. They’re rock hard and straining against his shirt sleeves.
    Jordan touched my knee through my sweats.
    “I’m going to have to cut your sweatpants; it will be easier than trying to get them off over that knee, and less painful. Jax, how about making some coffee?”
    “Sure, Jordan,” he said and walked out the door, closing it behind him.
    She turned to me. “I needed to get him out of the room. He’s a bit squeamish about needles, and it looks like you’re going to need some cortisone in that knee.” She cut my sweats up the side of the leg and moved the material out of the way. “Wow, you sure did a number on it. Without an MRI, I can’t tell if you’ve torn any ligaments, so we’ll do the cortisone shot and hope for the best. Jax said you don’t have time for tests right now.”
    “No, we don’t.” In her eyes, I saw the concern for her brother along with a hint of unease about me.
    “I know who you are, Elaine. This has to do with what happened ten years ago, doesn’t it?”
    “Unfortunately, yes. He’s after me again, and now he’s going to be after Jax, too. I didn’t want him involved, but he saved me from a terrible situation earlier today, and now he is in the middle of it. I want you to know I would give anything for that not to be the case.”
    “Well, knowing my brother, there’s not much hope for that. He’s got a ‘knight in shining armor’ complex…thinks he has to save the world. Just do whatever you can to keep him safe, okay? He’s all I’ve got left.”
    I took her hand. “I will, I promise. See if you can get Jax to let you look at his arm. I saw him wince when he picked me up out of the car.”
    “I’ll try. He’s really one way and stubborn about things like that. It’s obvious for him to bring you here, but he’d never think of coming for his own injury.” She turned and got the cortisone shot ready, looking up when she heard the door open.
    Jax poked his head in. “You done with the needles yet?” He saw the needle in Jordan’s hand, immediately turned an odd shade of green, and spun back into the hall.
    “Jeez, Jax, don’t be such a baby. Here, Lainie, hold this while I take care of him. I’ll just be a minute.” She handed me the syringe and hurried out the door, leaving it open so I could hear her talking to Jax. “Sit down, Jax, before you fall down. How can a guy who runs through a gunfight be afraid of a needle?”
    “Give it a rest, will you, Jordan. I don’t know how you can be so blasé about sticking someone with one of those things. Go finish up so Lainie and I can get out of here. The longer we’re here, the greater chance of them finding you, too. You make sure you lock up when we leave. Promise me, Jordan.”
    “You know I will.”
    Jordan returned and shot up my knee. The pain was already so bad that I didn’t even feel the needle. Here’s hoping it helps. I didn’t want Jax dragging me God knows where with a bum knee.
    “I hope that’s enough. I sure wish you would stick around long enough for me to do an MRI, but the cortisone should help with the swelling and

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