As soon as the door open Cole started talking and couldn't stop. He begged Sam to help him, telling him that Jude had just shown up at his door like this and he didn't know what was wrong, mixing in something about a marriage and notes. It took him longer than it should have to realize that Sam was backing away, and his horrified expression both confused and infuriated him.
"What the fuck is wrong with you?" He yelled, not caring who heard. "Jude needs help, and I don't know what to do, but there isn't time for a doctor. She said your name - please tell me there's something you can do." He entered the apartment, casting a glance around before heading to the couch and sitting down, still holding the sobbing Jude close. "Sam, damn it, don't just stand there! Help me!"