Theodore saw a piece of wood was stuck into Eleanor's arm, which he quickly removed. Blood was dripping from a wound in her chest, causing Theodore to remove his shirt and place it over the wound, hoping to stop the bleeding.

"Dave! We have to get her help right now!"

"Already on it, Theodore. I'm going to get her outside. Thankfully the doctor is not too far away. I just hope we can save her."

Once outside, Dave saw that the ambulance he had call was just pulling in.

"Oh thanks goodness. Wait… I thought they only came for people? What about chipmunks?"

"I gave a call to a friend of mine. He said that we can get a ride to her doctor."

"Well hurry up! She's hurt really bad!"

Once everyone was inside, Theodore held onto Eleanor's hand, but did not get a response from her. He could still feel a heartbeat, but it was very faint.

"Dave, I…" Theodore tried to talk but could not get any words to come out. His fur was drenched as tears fell from his eyes. Trying to comfort him, Jeanette hugged him.

"She's going to be okay, Theo."

Minutes later, they arrived at the Doctor, and ran Eleanor inside.

"Can you save her? Please? I love her…." Asked Theodore.

"I will do my best. I cannot promise you anything. Now if you would please wait in the lounge, I'll get to work on her."

Reluctantly, Theodore retreated. He started pacing back and forth in front of the door, hoping to see either the doctor or Eleanor walk out.

"Theo! Stop that, would you? It's driving me crazy."

"No! If Brittney was in there instead of Eleanor, you'd be doing the same thing Alvin, so just shut up and leave me alone!"

Not wanting to anger him further, Alvin took a seat next to Dave and stared at the clock hanging just beside the door. The minutes continued to tick by, yet there was still no word from the doctor. Seeing Theodore's discomfort, Brittney walked over to his side.

"Theo, if I could take her place I would. I hate seeing you like this."

"Thank you, Brittney. You are so sweet."

With a small kiss on Theo's cheek, Brittney rejoined Jeanette. Theodore heard some movement from the other room and started to smile. The doctor emerged with a bloodstain on his shirt, while holding onto what was left of Eleanor's shirt.

"Theodore, is it?"

"Yes sir."

"I think this is yours."

The doctor handed Theo the shirt and looked over at Dave with a sad look on his face.

"How is she?"

"Bad. At her current state, I'd say she'd be lucky if she makes it through the night. She lost a lot of blood and has several broken bones."

"You.. you mean that she is going to die?" Theodore asked, crying.

"No, Theodore. She has had some very bad injuries. I think she needs you in there. Remember, she is unable to talk right now. Oh, and please do not touch anything."

Theodore rushed to Eleanor's side, and lightly grasped one of her hands, giving it a kiss.

"Please, Eleanor. Don't die…"