Jane looked up and around the foyer, slipping her phone into her pocket after locking it. She fiddled with the mask Thor insisted she wear, the damned things were uncomfortable and a little bit claustrophobic if she were honest. It was busy. Really busy. She had never seen so many people in a hospital before unless it was on a tv show.
She smiled as she saw Thor waving from the other side of the foyer but just as she started to walk over to him, an older woman walked in front of her her, headed for the reception desk it seemed. All of a sudden the woman collapsed in front of her, and Jane found herself with a dead weight in her arms as the woman passed out.
"Oh god!" Jane muttered to herself. "Ohgodohgodohgod, umm...help! I need some help please! Thor!" She called out, kneeling down with the woman in her arms. "It's ok, you're going to be ok now," she told the woman, pushing back the hair from across her face, which seemed to have a blueish hue to it, even though she wasn't entirely sure she could hear her. "The doctors are coming, just hang in there," she told her, trying desperately to see through the crowds of people for Thor's face.