Dave had been off of work for about an hour now and was preparing the ingredients for dinner when he heard the front door open.
"Dave, we're home" Alvin called.
Dave went to greet them, only to find Simon hanging over Alvin and Theodore's shoulders. His breathing was heavy and he was sweating. He couldn't stand straight.
"Simon, are you feeling all right?" Dave asked.
Simon just looked up at his father. His eyes were red and his sweat was coming down fast.
"He's been like this since lunch" said Theodore.
"Why didn't you guys call me?" Dave asked as he walked over to aid his son.
"We didn't think it was that bad" Alvin said.
"It doesn't matter. You guys need to call me if something's wrong, OK?" Dave said.
"Yes, Dave" Alvin and Theodore said. Then they went into the kitchen and began their homework.
"Come on, Simon. Let's get you in the bed" said Dave.
"But…my…homework" Simon said between heavy breaths.
"Save your strength, Simon. We'll worry about that later" Dave said, guiding Simon upstairs.
Simon had been taken out of his good clothes and had been put in his pajamas. Now he was resting in bed; or at least trying to rest. He was still breathing heavily and the ice pack on his forehead didn't keep the sweat from coming.
"What's wrong, Simon?" Dave asked, trying to comfort his son and get him to relax.
Simon droopy eyelids fluttered open and he looked right at Dave. He couldn't say anything.
"Are you all right?" Dave asked.
Simon's eyes closed again and his breathing slowed down. Then it suddenly stopped.
"Simon?" Dave said. He was getting worried.
There was no answer.
"Simon? Can you hear me?" said Dave. He began to shake Simon to wake him up, but Simon showed no signs of life.
"Simon, wake up! Simon! Simon!" Dave tried over and over, but he wasn't succeeding.
Simon continued to lie there.
Dave quickly picked up the phone and dialed 9-1-1.
Within minutes of the call, an ambulance was in front of the Seville residence. Inside, Simon was strapped onto a stretcher with an oxygen mask over his mouth. He still wasn't breathing. The paramedics wheeled him out of the house and to the ambulance.
"Dave, what's going on? What's wrong with Simon?" Alvin asked.
"I don't know, but the only way we're going to find out is to follow them to the hospital" said Dave.
"But what about dinner?" asked Theodore.
"We'll worry about that later. Get to the car" Dave said, making his way out of the house.
Alvin and his little brother exchanged looks. Then followed Dave.
Simon was rushed to Jameson Children's Hospital. Nurses were waiting near the entrance of the emergency building. Once Simon was taken out of the ambulance, the nurses help the paramedics rush Simon to the back.
Right behind them Dave, Alvin, and Theodore tried to follow, but one of the nurses stopped them.
"Sorry, sir. You'll have to wait here" the nurse Henrietta said.
"What about my son?" Dave asked.
"We'll let you know how he is once we get things settled, but I'm afraid you can't see him right now" said Henrietta.
Dave paced back and forth the waiting room, impatiently waiting to hear the news on Simon. It seemed like it was taking forever. But finally Dr. Jason Reed entered the waiting area. Dave, Alvin, and Theodore walked up to him.
"Are you Mr. Seville?" Dr. Reed asked.
"Yes, how's Simon?" Dave said.
"What happened to him?" asked Alvin.
Dr. Reed let out a deep breath. "Have a seat" he said.
Dave and the boys took a seat.
Dr. Reed didn't know where to begin. "Now as you've probably noticed, Simon is very sick. His condition has placed him in a deep coma" he said.
"Well is he breathing OK?" Dave asked.
"It's still on the irregular side" said Dr. Reed.
"What happened to him?" Alvin asked for a second time.
"We're not really sure what's wrong with him, nor when he'll come out of his coma, but that's not the only thing we're worried about" said Dr. Reed.
"What else is there to know?" asked Dave.
Dr. Reed sighed. "Well, Simon's temperature reached about 101 degrees by the time we got him settled in" he said.
101 degrees?! How on earth did Simon's temperature get so high?
Dr. Reed went on. "His temperature is stable right now, but if it doesn't break, Simon might not make it" he said.
Everyone was quiet for a minute.
"Can we see him?" Dave asked.
"Come with me" said Dr. Reed.
Beep. Beep. Beep. Simon's heart monitor beeped continuously. His heartbeat was steady. A tube went down his throat to help him breathe. His glasses had been placed on a table next to his bed. A cold towel had been placed on his forehead.
Dr. Reed quietly entered the room with Dave, Alvin, and Theodore. Simon was there, looking lifeless.
"I'm afraid he can't hear anything" said Dr. Reed.
"How long will that last?" Dave asked.
"We're not really sure" Dr. Reed said.
"Isn't there anything you are sure about?" asked Alvin.
Dave had to agree.
"Look, we're doing all we can" Dr. Reed said.
Dave sighed. "Can we have a few moments alone with him, please?" he asked.
"Of course" said Dr. Reed. He quietly left the room, gently closing the door behind him.
Dave turned back to Simon. "Oh Simon, what happened to you?" he asked out loud, though he knew Simon couldn't hear.
Alvin and Theodore exchanged looks.
"What do we do, Dave?" Alvin asked.
Dave sighed. "The only thing we can do right now is sit and hope for the best" he said.
AN: Hi, everyone. In the spare time that I had, my imagination went wild again and this came up. Tell me what you think and please nothing negative. As for my Darkwing Duck story, the fifth chapter should be up soon. Preparing for college and my permit had me in a bondage. I'm sorry to keep you all waiting for that story.