Those things - him saying she's amazing, him saying that it didn't didn't take away her fear, didn't take away the heavy specter of possible problems that weighed heavy on her heart.

She nodded, though, when he said it was time for rest, because she couldn't do this again. Couldn't do it, anymore. She felt like she was losing everything, even though she wasn't. Even though he was alive.

"I just did my job, Jax." She said it quietly, and then she squeezed his hand, pushing herself to her feet - and she swayed, actually needing to catch herself on the railing. "I... I'm going to get some sleep - I've got my phone on me, you can use the hospital phone to call me, if you need anything. Okay?" She moved to kiss him one last time, murmuring softly, "I love you."