Little is known about Jackson Mercer. He is the most secretive and broods like its an Olympic sport. His love for his brothers is only match for his love of music.
What if Jack Mercer didn't die but was injured greatly. What if at the end of the movie, the 4 brothers were still together. This is the story of Mercer recovery with a concentration on Jack.
Keriah watch the doctors pull four bullets out of the lanky boy's bloody body. They didn't believe he would survive. He flat-lined three times but was revived quickly. A few times Keriah was shooed away to imagine his sleeping face while she was corralled to the waiting room. The Mercer Brothers were there along with Jeremiah's family and Angel's Latina girlfriend. They didn't seem to notice her watching them through red eyes that had cried when she had given blood. She had never been so scared in her life but she fought over her fear of needles for the sake of others. She was visiting her uncle when the gurney was rushed in.
"Do we have and A negative blood in storage?"
"The shipment didn't arrive, the truck crashed."
"Well this boy isn't going to make it without it. He's lost too much blood."
Keriah popped out of her seat letting the magazine fall to the ground. She hesitated, looking at the boys pale face, his eyes clouded and glazed under half closed lids. Finally she heard herself say, "I'm A negative. I've never given blood before, I don't have any diseases and I've never been out of the country." She stated, remembering some of the qualifications. She was instantly rushed to another room where they tested drops of her blood.
"Your blood is good, you are very healthy." said the nurse who quickly wrapped up Keriah's arm and stuck the long needle in. Keriah heard herself yelp but ignored it. She began to feel woozy but stayed awake for the process. She was given cookies and a large glass of apple juice.
Nearly 7 hours later she was still pacing the waiting room, checking on her uncle and sneaking back into Intensive Care to check on the poor soul. Eventually she left to return home to her dogs, Athena and Zeus. She called out of work like the doctors advised and stayed in bed all day. She still felt a little weak so she slept for most of the time.
Jack woke up to bright lights and white walls. He was in a hospital bed and everything ached. It was hard for him to breathe and there was nobody in sight. Is this a nightmare, he thought bitterly. "I thought I was dead." He whispered to himself. "You almost were, ya fairy." Bobby Mercer said coming out of the shadows. He looked down at the sad features of his brother and was again reminded why he did what he did.
"Did we get him?" Jack asked with a raspy voice. The use of his vocal chords caused him to wheeze and cough. "Easy there Jackie, the doctors said that its gonna be awhile before you're yourself again." Bobby said pouring water in a cup. He helped Jack sit up and held the cup while he drank. "Do my legs work?" Jack asked after a moment. Bobby nodded. "Then why am I still here?" Jack asked laying back down. "Beacause Mr. Mercer, you were shot 5 times in the back and side. It's a miracle the bullets weren't lodged in your spine. I'm Dr. McCarn, Jack." Said the doctor who walked in and turned on more lights. "Yeah we want to thank you for bring him back. I'll let Angel and Jerri know you're awake." Bobby said walking out of the room.
"He shouldn't thank me, he should thank Keriah Taylor." Dr. McCarn said sitting on the edge of the bed. He was silent for a moment. "You really don't know how lucky you are. You are A negative and we didn't have your type in stock and we were low on O type. A young girl who had never given blood before gave up a large amount so that you could live. She didn't even know who you were. She just knew you would live if you didn't have it." Dr. McCarn explained. Jack thought about this and held back the tears. Somebody other than his brothers and mother gave a damn about his life. "Is she still here?" Jack asked memorizing the name. He pictured a sweet do-gooder woman with a bunch of kids and a husband, all of which with a deep Christian background.
"She stopped by yesterday to see if you were up yet and left you this." McCarn said handing Jack a crumpled letter. It was scribbled as if her hands had been shaking.