"Hey, whoa," Curtis said, tightening his hold on Grey when he felt the younger man tense.

They were still blocks away from the hospital, but it meant switching lines or grabbing a cab. Cabs were expensive and getting Grey into a car might prove difficult.

Glancing at the digital arrivals sign hanging overhead, he saw that they only had a few minutes to wait.

Huffing out a breath, Curtis turned toward a bank of benches nearby.

"Come on, we're gonna sit."