Chapter 1: Just Another Day, Just Another Challange
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Summary: How will Ponyboy's life change when he is found with a rare, genetic deficiency in his immune system? Will it becomes even worse when it is discovered that he also has asthma? How will the rest of the gang change to fit his new circumstance? How will Pony survive with two overprotective brothers? Young/baby Pony for some chapters.
Darry: 12
Soda: 4
Steve: 4
Pony: 9 months
Two-Bit: 5
Dallas: 5
Johnny: 3
Third Person POV (3:29 p.m. May 1st, 1953)
Ponyboy laid on the couch in his mother's warm arms, struggling to fall asleep through his discomfort. His body was attempting to sweat out his fever, leaving the young child feeling drained, miserable and breathing heavily.
"Darrel, he's been sick too much lately. I'm worried..." Linda Curtis trailed off, her forehead punched with worry, stroking her son's mostly bald head.
As if on cue, Ponyboy sneezed twice quietly. Mrs. Curtis grabbed a tissue and wiped her youngest son's nose and continued talking to her husband barley taking her eyes off her baby boy.
"Just three weeks ago we took him to the hospital for pneumonia for heaven's sake! If he's not feeling better by tomorrow night, I'm taking him to the hospital," Linda asserted defiantly, her small jaw set.
"I agree with you, honey. I'm worried about him too, but don't worry," Darrel responded softly. "He'll be okay."
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"Darrel?" Linda struggled to keep her voice steady so she didn't scare her other children. "His fever is up to 100.5."
"Okay, Linda, relax honey. It'll be okay. We'll drop the boys off at your mom's house and then we'll swing by the hospital," Darrel assured her calmly.
That was her husband, she thought. Always calm, no matter what the situation. To him it was just another day, just another adventure to get through, good or bad. And you had get through it before it got to you.
Darrel rounded up Sodapop and Darry while Linda got Pony ready. He was crying so loudly that she popped a pacifier into his mouth to calm him down before he made himself sicker. He began sucking on it, his eyelids dropping.
She buckled him into his car seat and Soda into his, letting Darry buckle himself. He was at that stage where he always wanted to be a "big boy" and do things on his own, so Linda and Darrel let him, when it was safe of course.
"You are going to Grandma's house for a while today, boys," Darrel told them. "Isn't that fun?"
"Grandma's!" Soda yelled in an excited voice while Darry nodded and grinned toothily.
Ponyboy was her youngest, making her even more protective over her sick child. Walking into the sterile, white hospital, Linda Curtis cradled her youngest baby closer in her warm, secure arms.
She hoped desperately that her son was okay, it was just a summer cold, but she didn't allow herself to believe her hopes. Call it mother's instincts, but she knew that there was something wrong.
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