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Bree's P.O.V.

We're all in the waiting room. I'm currently pacing back and forth in attempt to calm my nerves.

"Bree, sweetheart, sit down! Getting so worked up over this is not going to solve anything!" Dad says.

"But what's taking so long?" I ask. "Well, not everyone has super speed, Bree!" Leo replies.

I roll my eyes. Just as I sit down, the doctor walks in and I jump up.

"Davenport?"

"Yes," I reply anxiously.

"Okay, I want you all to sit down, please," the doctor says kindly.

"I'm Doctor Shelling. I assume you're his father, and the rest of you are siblings?"

We all nod our heads up and down.

The doctor nods. "Well, Chase's condition is a bit more severe than we expected. We did some MRI and CT scans of his whole body."

We all sit patiently as the doctor continues.

"His head and neck are fine, and there's no damage to his torso. But, there is some major damage from his waist down."

"What do you mean?" I ask.

Dad leans forward.

"Look...I'm not the kind of doctor that sugarcoats things. As far as we can tell...Chase is paralyzed."

My heart drops. "What?"

"No, he can't be," Leo stands.

"We can't know for certain until he wakes up," the doctor explains.

stands, "Is there anything you can do?"

"We're going to try some therapy and medications. Now, you must understand, our diagnostics could be wrong. But from scans, that's what we've found," the doctor says.

"So, if you can't fix it, then what?" Adam asks. I feel tears brimming in the corners of my eyes.

"Then your brother will be permanently paralyzed, unless his body heals itself. That would take a true miracle," Doctor Shellings replies softly.

"Well, we believe the Lord can perform miracles," Dad says.

"As do I, ," the doctor smiles. "Can we go see him?" Adam asks.

The doctor nods, "He's in room one eighty-two," and he leaves the room.

As soon as Doctor Shelling leaves, I break down. Adam's by my side in seconds, comforting me.

"Dad, what if Chase can never walk again? What about missions? Do you know how this will effect him?"

"Bree, don't panic! The doctors don't even know for sure if he's paralyzed. And, the therapy and medications should help."

Dad hugs me, "Now c'mon. Let's go see him."

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