A/N: After reading the review, I wrote this chapter in the "novel format", instead of the "tv script format"...its a short chapter, but it will be longer next time. Hope you all like it!
Spencer paced back and forth outside the hospital, his mind swirling with thoughts, thoughts as to what if Carly died? What would he do? How would he tell their father? How would he even be able to go on knowing that his sister, his sister whom he loved so much died? Freddie walked outside to where Spencer was and sighed with a frown.
"Spencer, she might make it." Freddie said in a low, compassionate voice.
Spencer turned and looked at Freddie with tearful eyes, he shook his head and frowned briefly.
"I don't know what I'm going to do if she dies, Freddie." Spencer said tearfully. "I-I just-I just can't believe that this morning, I was fixing her coffee in the-the tin foil bowl I made and-and now she's-she's here."
Spencer quickly sat down on a bench by the hospital doors and sniffed away tears that were streaming. Freddie sat beside him and gently touched his shoulder.
"I remember when our grandpa said I could continue taking care of her." Spencer said tearfully. "I was so happy, I promised him, I'd take care of her."
"And you have, Spencer, come on, you have to be strong for her." Freddie said sympathetically.
Spencer looked at Freddie and nodded as he wiped tears away. Spencer quickly stood. He knew Freddie was right, he DID have to be strong, for himself and for Carly.
"When I left Sam, she was really guilty, Spencer." Freddie said. "She was so distraught."
Spencer looked at Freddie briefly and shrugged.
"Yeah so?" Spencer said coldly. "Its HER fault Carly's lying in there right now. I never-EVER want her around Carly again."
Freddie sighed and stood up.
"Yeah but Spencer, she-"
"No!" Spencer yelled angrily. "I don't even want to TALK about her! This is ALL her fault!"
Spencer stormed away before Freddie could answer and went back inside the hospital. Freddi frowned with several different emotions running through him-emotions of fear for Carly, anxiety and worry that Spencer and Sam's friendship might be severed forever because of what had happened.
As Spencer was walking back in the hospital, towards the waiting room, he saw two, male doctors running into Carly's room. Immediately Spencer's heart jumped up in his chest. What was WRONG with Carly? Spencer quickly ran into Carly's room. As he ran in, he saw several doctors repeatedly using a defibrillator on Carly as she began to flat line.
"She's still out, let's do it again! CLEAR!" The doctor said before shocking the defibrillator on Carly again.
Carly's body jumped up and down slightly but still regained no pulse. Spencer gasped loudly as tears filled his eyes. His face immediately turned pale white. He stared with shock at what was happening in front of him with Carly.
"Oh-oh my God, oh my God - Carly!" Spencer yelled tearfully as he ran over towards her and the doctors at the bed. "Carly! Carly!"
Two female doctors grabbed Spencer and began trying to hold him back, as the other doctors continued working on bringing back Carly's pulse. However, as they tried to hold back Spencer, Spencer was constantly struggling to break free to run back over to Carly's bedside.
"Carly! No! What-what's wrong with her? She's-she's dying?" Spencer yelled through panicked tears. "CARLY! CARLY!"
"No sir, just stay back we're doing all we can, but you MUST stay back, ok? PLEASE!" One of the female nurses holding Spencer told him while trying to hold him back.
As Spencer accidentally was pushed to the floor, he was still struggling to get free from the female nurses' grasp to get to Carly's bedside, but couldn't, as the other doctors continued working on Carly.
"NO! NO! Carly! CARLY! CARLY!" Spencer yelled through severe tears.
At that moment, as Spencer was on the floor, being held back from Carly's bedside, his world, his world that he shared with Carly was shattering right before his eyes. He was possibly on the verge of losing Carly and there was nothing he could do about it...
TO BE CONTINUED...