"Yesplease," Lena breathed before she hung up the phone.
"Nikkie and Anthony are coming," she said, moving to put her hands on Jamie's shoulders. "I'm going to make coffee. Jamie, I need you to tell me how you are, okay? Tell me how you really are." She was freaking out, but she could still do her job and take care of him unless, of course, he hid everything away.