"Yes. Sawyer has the symptoms of Acute Lymphocytic Leukemia, also known as ALL. I'm very sorry," he said.

"No. No you're not for sure though right," Peyton's heart sank as she heard the word leukemia come out of the doctors mouth.

"There's a very low chance that the test we did got screwed up, but talk to this Doctor and he will do some more testing. I'm very sorry," he informed them.

"Does she know?" Lucas asked.

"Yes. She knows what she might have," he said.

"Can we see her," Peyton asked wiping a tear away from her face as she saw Brooke running towards them with Wes.

"Of course," he said and led Peyton to Sawyers room, while Lucas stayed and informed Wes and Brooke of the condition.

***********Sawyer************

I lay on the bed looking out the window, wondering how I got this way. How did I get cancer or have the chance of having it. It isn't fair. Or maybe it is. Of all the things I have put my parents through, mom's pregnancy and almost killing her, being the child who always had to rebel and get in trouble, having my parents make sacrifices for me to play sports and since I did all this to them maybe then I deserved it. Maybe I wasn't even suppose to be born maybe it would have been better if I had died before I was born, the way the doctors told my parents would have happened. I wiped a tear away from my face as my mother walked in and hugged me as we both sobbed.

"I'm sorry," I said as she put my hair behind my ear.

"Baby it's not your fault," she said wiping away her tears.

"But we could have found it early if I wasn't so selfish," I told her.

"Hunny it wouldn't have mattered either way, plus we don't even know if you have it. We are going to a specific Doctor to figure that out," she said. I sat shaking my head.

"I'm so sorry," I said and leaned into her.

"You have nothing to be sorry for," she said kissing the top of my head.

"If I wasn't born this wouldn't have happened. If I would have died like the doctors said, then you and dad wouldn't have to deal with this."

Hey," she said, "Look at me. Never ever say that. You were our miracle and you still are. You made us a family and you are part of this one. I wouldn't have asked for anything else. We are going to fight this Sawyer. You're going to graduate, you're going to get married, and give me and your father many grandchildren who we will spoil rotten."

"I love you mom," I said holding her tighter.

"I love you too," she said and the tears started flowing again.

******Three Days Later**************

"What is it exactly," was the only questioning on my mind.

"It is a type of cancer of the blood and bone marrow the spongy tissue inside bones where blood cells are made." Dr. Covac explained to me and my parents.

"What does that mean," my dad asked confused and getting impatient sitting in the chair.

"Mr. Scott ALL is a fast-growing cancer of the white blood cells. Lymphocytes are a type of white blood cell that the body uses to fight infections. In ALL, the bone marrow makes lots of unformed cells called blasts that normally would develop into lymphocytes. However, the blasts are abnormal. They do not develop and cannot fight infections. The number of abnormal cells or leukemia cells grows quickly. They crowd out the normal red blood cells, white blood cells and platelets the body needs. Sawyer your red blood cell count is very low which is leading to you being tired all the time and your white bloods cells are also low which trigger your fever, while your platelets are also low which lead to your bruising easily. You have all the signs of ALL and in your testing it shows it. I'm very sorry. "He said and shut the folder that is on his desk.

"What do we do now?" My mother asked as tears were running down both are faces.

"I need to do some more testing on you Sawyer," he said looking at me.

"Like what?" I asked him nervously.

"I need to find out the type of ALL and how well it might respond to treatment. I will test samples taken from your blood and bone marrow to learn the size and number of leukemia cells. The type of lymphocyte affected the leukemia cells can begin from one of two types of lymphocytes, B cells or T cells and what changes appear in the chromosomes of the leukemia cells. This is called cytogenetics. I will also use a test called a lumbar puncture or what we call a spinal tap to find out whether there are leukemia cells in the fluid around the brain and spinal cord." He told me

"When," I asked.

"Today if possible for you, my schedule is clear." He told us.

I looked at my dad and he said, "Alright today then."

"No dad, not today," I said.

"Sawyer," he said and started signing the papers. I took the pen away and he looked at me angrily.

"Dr. Covac if I do this surgery today what will happen," I asked.

"Well we will find out what type you have and how serious and if serious we start Chemotherapy right away or some other options," he said.

"So I won't be able to go to school or play sports or anything?" I asked.

"It's up to how your body responds, but I can tell you sports are out of the question right now," he told me. My dad tried to take the pen from me.

"Dad no you're going to ruin everything," I cried and my mom grabbed my hand and I tugged away.

"Sawyer!" My mom yelled.

"No I don't want this!" I said and stood up quickly.

"Sawyer if you don't do this you could die," my father said and stood up facing me.

"And how do you know I won't die if I do treatment," I yelled back and threw the pen on the doctors desk and stormed out of the room slamming the door shut. I sat down in one of the waiting room chairs and my mom and dad came and sat next to me.

"Sawyer," my dad said. "Look at me. I know you don't want this, but sweetheart you need to get better and this is the answer." He told me and pointed to the papers.

"But dad it's not fair." I said looking at him and crying. "How do you know that I'm going to beat this?"

"Because I promise you, that you will," he said and grabbed my hand. My mother grabbed my other one and said, "We promise."