I get my pictures taken for promo and such. I take some with all of my colleges and some all together.

Lunch arrives and I take my suit off and put my clothes on. I see Evans waiting for me in his casual outfit.

"Are you ok? I didn't ask earlier." He says linking his arm with mine.

"I was being dramatic. I could have fallen on my side but scaring the new guy was fun. The ground was very squishy." I laugh picking up my book and we go to get food.

Evans ruffles my extremely short hair, like barely grown, and laughs.

"Excuse me! I know I'm bald!  A twenty year old girl is bald!" I yell frustrated.

"Are you ok? I know why you went bald." He says his voice lowering so nobody can hear it as we sit down.

"I finished another round of chemo.... I'm surprised I don't have powers with how much radiation I've had." I whisper back.

"Is it helping?" He grabs my hand comforting.

"No. I can't get another round as I'm not responding again." I sigh.

"Are you numbered it is there something else you are going to try?"

"Both.  I've been told I have eight months at most.  But I might get a surgery. Another amputation.  But I'm going to ask about if my character could possibly die or get amputated or something because getting a leg will take longer than the filming time."

"Get the surgery! I'll be sad without you Kris." He hugs me.  I hug him back and decide that I will ASAP.