[Bonus chapter] What Have You Done?

Gladys took a shaky breath as she looked at the glass Lazarus was holding. It was bubbling ferociously now. The little air bubbles would come up and pop on the surface making a sound. In her nervousness, she could hear every popping sound. Sweat trickled down her spine. 

"I don't need this medicine, Lazarus," she insisted, this time with tension. "It is Emma who needs it. And I don't know why you are doubting the healer? It almost looks like you are doubting me!"