She's left Freddie for a few minutes, just long enough to smoke a cigarette outside of the clinic's walls and nervously smokes the cigarette with a speed that would make a sailor envious. Apparently, it is not done here- wherever here is. Not even Watson was able to give her a sufficient answer, not that she cared at that point - because all of her thoughts were and still are, with Freddie. It is why she hurries back-
Only to see something black on Freddie's bed. What - Deftly, she reaches for the shoe on her foot and throws it-