What if...
My thoughts if it were Alex who got hit with the Emperor's daggar instead of Rick.
I see my son, so brave swinging that bomb around as if he was David facing Goliath...no fear... Then I notice our of the corner of my eye, the Emperor threw his sword at my pride and joy... i run to him, try to push him out of the way but im not fast enough.
'The last time I held him like this he was still a little baby. I remember how small he was, but he was still so strong. He used to look up at me with his peircing blue eyes and I would find myself staring at him for hours. Now as I hold my son, he is in pain. Yet he is not crying. Have I done this, have i made him afraid to cry infront of me.'
"Im so sorry Alex" I cant believe I yelled him and made him think i didnt believe in him'
"Dad, dont worry we've been through tougher scrapes than this.."
'I weep'
"Dont cry dad i'll be ok"
The avalanche is coming, the Yetie covered us creating a barrier. 'Please God dont let him die without knowing how proud i am of him'
"Hang in there" I tell him. His breathing i shallow he's shivering. I hear my wife through the snow.
"RICK? ALEX?"
"We're here!" The yetie breaks through the mound of ice aand snow. Im sobbing now
"I tried to push him out of the way"
"Oh my God" says Evelyn
"Quickly lets get him to Shangri La" I hear Lin Say I hope this woman knows what shes doing...