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Chapter 4: Out cold
Juliet ran over to Shawn. She rolled him over onto his back. She checked a pulse. It was very weak. One of the other passengers leaned over. She saw Jules panicking.
"Shawn, wake up. Please wake up." She shook him. "Shawn! Shawn!"
The woman held her oxygen mask out to Juliet. "Try this dear." Juliet took it and put it on Shawn's face. She hoped it worked. One of the stewardesses came over.
"Is he going to be ok?" She asked.
"I don't know." Juliet said tears streaming down her face.
"Try this." Juliet took the rag. She dabbed it across his forehead and down his cheeks. Gus came over.
"How is he?"
"It doesn't look good, Gus." She looked up at her friend tears still streaming down her face. "Shawn doesn't deserve this."
"Don't cry. Listen, Jules, there's something he wanted me to tell you."
"What are you talking about?" She sniffed.
"He told me if anything ever happened to him that I was supposed to tell you something." Gus said.
"What?"
"He loves you, Jules." Gus said without hesitation.
"He..what?"
"He loves you. He's never felt that way about a woman before." She looked down at Shawn.
"Oh, Shawn. Why didn't you ever tell me?" He started to stir.
"Tell you what?" Shawn said hoarsely.
"Tell me that you love me." Shawn slowly sat up. He hand the oxygen back to the lady.
"I couldn't." He got up. The stewardess brought Juliet a first aid kit. She cleaned the cut on Shawn's head and put a Band-Aid on it. He smiled at her.
"I promise I'm going to get you off the plane if it's the last thing I do." Shawn said.