Connors POV.
I've been pacing my cell non-stop for the last couple of hours.
I don't know if Amber's OK. Sometimes it feels like I can feel her, but it goes right back to nothing.
Too quick for me to figure out if she's OK or if she's hurt.
I hope she's ok though.
John has sometimes come to check up on me. To make sure I'm doing well and not going crazy with worry or anything.
Like that would make any difference. No matter how I act, I am always going crazy with worry when she isn't in my sight.
John then walks up. I stop pacing and look at him.
" I thought you might want an update on how Kurt is doing," says John.
I nod. " Yes. I would." I say.
" He's doing fine. He survived the attack. The wounds were pretty nasty, but he should be healed in no time," says John.
I sigh and nod
