Okay here it is. The sequel to Emergency 911. I hope you like it.

Co-Written by RatedrKjErIcHo.


John walked into Randy's bedroom and sighed. They'd both had paid leave since the take over at the hospital. The next few days were going to be hard on everyone. Today, they'd be saying goodbye to Savannah and then tomorrow they would lay Mike to rest. Alyssa had stayed with them but she hadn't slept much and from the look and smell of Randy's bedroom, he'd tried to drown his sorrows in booze. John pulled the curtains back and looked around. He saw Randy, sitting in the closet, one of Savannah's favorite dresses in his hands. His eyes were blood shot and John could clearly see the bottle sitting beside him on the floor.

"Randy, we have to get you ready to go." John said softly. Randy looked up at him without seeing him really.

"She wore this dress the day I proposed to her. She looked so beautiful. She'd wear it on our anniversary. On my birthday." He said. He threw it on the floor. "And now, she'll never wear it again."

"Ran…..come on. Let's get you in the shower and get ready to go." John said quietly as he bent down to help Randy up. Randy stood but shrugged him away and fell back down to the floor. "You okay?" John asked as he bent down on the floor.

"Do I fucking look okay to you? How am I supposed to answer that John? Am I supposed to plaster on a smile and say Yeah, my wife was shot and killed right in front of me and there was not a damn thing I could do to stop it but I'm great how are you?" Randy said. "It's not fair. IT'S NOT FUCKING FAIR. It should've been me. Savannah should have been safe. She was out. She was away from him. It should have been me John. It should have been me." Randy said breaking down for the first time. John held on to his friend for a few minutes while he cried, fighting back tears of his own. Randy was right. It wasn't fair. Randy was having to bury his wife. John closed his eyes and let his own tears slid down his cheeks as he picked Randy up off the floor and drug him toward the shower. He had to be strong for his best friend.

Madison sighed before she walked into the guest room. Alyssa was staying with her and John at Maddie's insistence. She walked in and saw Alyssa sitting on the bed in the bath robe.

"Lyss, we need to get ready to go." She said walking in and sitting in front of her on the bed.

"I don't know I can." She said turning to face her. Maddie saw the tear streaks down her face.

"Lyssa, we have to say goodbye in order to move on. It's part of the process." Maddie said softly. She placed a hand over Alyssa's. "This isn't easy for us. We have all lost so much."

"I don't want to move on. We are burying our best friend today and tomorrow we will bury my husband. Why couldn't I have been the one to die? Then I would have been with Mike and Savannah would still be here with Randy." Alyssa said as the tears started to fall. "I should have been the one."

"I know this is hard." Maddie said as she moved to hug her friend holding back her own tears. "We just have to take things one day at a time. Alyssa, I'm here for you and so is John."

"I know." She hugged her back. "It's just hard to say goodbye."

"Yes it is but you know we have to. We will always remember who we lost but we can't shut out the world."

"Mike was my world. How do I go on without him?"

"You remember the times you had together and how much you loved each other. He will always be with you in your heart. You just take this one day at a time. Now, let's get you in the shower." She helped her up and to the bathroom.

This day would be a test for them. They were saying goodbye to their best friend and Randy's wife.

Randy was showered and dressed twenty minutes later, sitting in the passenger side of John's car. His head was pounding and he was wearing sunglasses as he walked up the steps to the sanctuary past the rest of the department. He sat in the back pew, not wanting to look at Savannah lying in the casket. If he looked at her, he'd know this was all too real and not just some hellish nightmare he'd wake up from. He hadn't even been able to make the arrangements himself. But Maddie and her parents had done a lovely job.

Maddie walked in with Alyssa and saw Randy sitting in the back. She sighed. She felt horrible for both him and Alyssa. They were burying the ones they love. She and Alyssa sat on the front row with Savannah's parents. The preacher took the podium.

"We are here to celebrate the life of Savannah Orton who was taken from us much too soon. Savannah was a wonderful, caring person. She is survived by her parents and husband. Now, her friend Madison will read a poem."

Madison got up and walked to the podium. She got out the poem she had chosen. "This poem is called Crossing Over Author Unknown. Oh, please don't feel guilty; it was just my time to go. I see you are still feeling sad, and the tears just seem to flow. We all come to earth for our lifetime, And for some it's not many years I don't want you to keep crying. You are shedding so many tears. I haven't really left you. Even though it may seem so. I have just gone to my heavenly home, and I'm closer to you than you know. Just believe that when you say
my name, I'm standing next to you, I know you long to see me, but there's nothing I can do. But I'll still send you messages and hope you understand that when your time comes to "cross over," I'll be there to take your hand."

She folded the paper up and walked back and sat by Alyssa. The preacher went back to the podium. "Let's us pray. Our heavenly father, we committed your child, Savannah Orton into your kingdom. We know her family and friends left behind wonder why but its part of your plan. The ones left behind will no doubt feel her absence but she would want them to move on. Watch over her family and friends as they rebuild their lives without her. She is with you and forever safe. Amen. "He raised his head. "Burial will follow in Glen Oak Cemetery."

Everyone filed out of the church and Randy sat in the pew for a minute, not looking up as they wheeled Savannah's casket by him. He didn't want to go to the cemetery and put her in the ground. He didn't want to say his final goodbyes to her. He wanted her to be alive and well so he could hold her in his arms once again. He was broken out of his thoughts when he felt a hand on his shoulder and looked up to see John standing there.

"C'mon man, we gotta go."

Randy nodded and got up. He hated this. He walked out to the family car with John, Maddie and Alyssa. They all got in with Savannah's parents. The drive to the cemetery was shorter than he thought. He sat there in the car not waiting to get out.

"Randy, you have to do this." Maddie said placing a hand on his arm. "You have to say goodbye."

"I don't know that I can." He said softly.

"I know but we are here for you."

He nodded and slowly got out. They walked to where she would be buried and sat down as the preacher finished his prayer and said a few more words. Randy watched as they lowered Savannah into the grave. He held his tears back as they did. She was gone and he was alone.

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