Ch. 6- Yet Another Coma

We were waiting for word on Alvin. Dave pacing, me sitting with 2 sleeping chipmunks on my lap. Claire and Rachel were sitting on each of my sides. No one made a sound, dead silence. That silence was broken by Dr. Olsen entering the waiting area. "Wake up, boys. The doctor's here." I told the chipmunks and they sprang up.

"How's Alvin? Is my baby ok?" I asked. The doctor didn't know where to begin. "Let me begin by saying that we were very lucky not to have lost Alvin on that table. Alvin's practically knocking on deaths door right now." he said. "Are you telling me my son's in another coma?" Dave wondered. "I'm afraid so." Dr. Olsen answered.

"How long will this one last?" Claire wanted to know. "Because we don't know how much blood he lost or how long he was in that ditch; I'm estimating this one could last a couple weeks." Olsen replied.

"A couple weeks? I've been dying the last few days without him. And now that he's found, I have to wait a couple weeks just to hold him again? And what if he never wakes up. If another fan non-fiction happens- a bad one, I'm outta here." I said, starting to breathe heavy.

"Calm down, J." Dave said and rubbed my head. "And you are not going anywhere." Simon said, hopping to my shoulder. "Ok, can we see Alvin?" I asked. "Come with me." Dr. Olsen showed us to Alvin's room.

Alvin lied motionless with bandages wrapped around his forehead, a breathing tube down his throat, and an oxygen tube through his nose. His heartbeat was slow and going at an irregular pace. The blood on his mouth had dried up. He was connected to so many wires and medicine going through his IV. Alvin looked just terrible, worse than the last 2 times.

"I'll leave you alone with him." Dr. Olsen said and left the room, gently closing the door behind him. I looked at Alvin and went to his side. "My baby! My poor, poor baby." I let a single tear run down my cheek, but quickly wiped it away. I had to be strong for all of us.

Dave was so frustrated that he punched a wall as tears flowed down his face. "Dave, calm down. You'll scare the kids." said Rachel. "I can't calm down. Not until they find that maniac that hurt my son!" Dave told us. "The police are out looking for Ronald right now." Claire said.

Dave never seemed so upset and I couldn't see him like this. I embraced my uneasy father and he sobbed on my shoulder. I patted his back and we pulled away from each other. I wiped his tears. Of course he was embarrassed about flipping out like that so I gave him the reassuring smile that always made people feel better.

"All we can do is wait, Dave." I said and he looked down. "Everything will turn out alright." I lifted his chin so he'd look at me. "How do you know?" asked Dave. "I don't. But I have hope." I told him and kissed his forehead. The others smiled at how I handled the situation.

I had stayed with Alvin overnight as the others went home. I decided to get on the bed with him to see if he'd put his arms around me. I waited 10 minutes- nothing. Tears filled my eyes. I told myself not to worry and kissed his forehead- no movement, not a stir or whimper. I kissed him again. I kissed his cheek, but nothing happened.

Chapter 6! Wahoo! R&R!:)