Disclaimer: I don't own any SJA characters. They all belong to BBC.
Sarah Jane's POV
It's been over a week and Luke hasn't gotten any better. His fever is still high and he's still on all the medications, which included the IV meds. It kept him in bed. But even if it wasn't for being hooked up to the fluids, Luke wouldn't move. He was weak and it seemed like he's getting weaker. He's always tired and it's hard enough for him to sit up in bed to eat or drink. I felt useless. I want to do something, but I don't know what. But that didn't really matter because Luke didn't want me to leave his side.
Martha comes by every once in a while to bring more medication and change his IV. Though it doesn't seem to be working, I guess I should be relieved Luke is still alive.
This is scaring me.
Mr. Smith said this should only have lasted a week, at most. Maybe a few days longer, but it's almost been two whole weeks and Luke isn't showing any signs of getting better. If anything, he is getting worse. At this point, Luke staying the same is a relief. I can't believe him not improving or getting any worse is a relief.
All I want is for Luke to get better.
I'd give anything for Luke to better.
"Just try and rest okay." I tell Luke as I stroke his hair. There was nothing else I could but just stay next to him and try to comfort him. I don't know if that's doing any good any more.
"I c-can't." Luke breaths.
"You might feel better if you sleep." I say. Though I don't even believe what I say. But if I could get Luke to sleep that means maybe I could go talk to Mr. Smith. Then maybe try and figure this out. I couldn't leave him while he's awake.
"You've been saying that since last week." Luke points out and I sigh.
"Luke—"
"Nothing's working mum." Luke says and turns away from me. I watch as his hand moves towards his IV and I grab it.
"What are you doing?" I ask. I was worried. Something about Luke's tone worried me. I wasn't sure, but I was worried he was thinking about taking the IV out. But I could just be overrating. I hope I'm only overrating.
"Taking it out."
"Luke, you can't. You need to keep it in."
"Why? What's the point? I'm not getting any better." Luke says and goes for it again, but I grab his hand. "What's the bloody point anymore? I'm not getting better. I feel like shit. You should just let me die. At least then it'd be over."
I felt my heart break into pieces. No, Luke couldn't possibly mean that could he? There's no way.
"Luke you don't mean that." I say.
"Yes I do! It would surely beat feeling like this!" Luke exclaimed.
I wanted to cry. I can't—I just can't even think about that. I don't want to Luke to think like that. I couldn't bare it if he died. Luke is the most important thing in my life and without him, I don't know what I would do. I don't think—I wouldn't be able to cope. Just look what happened when I thought Luke had parents and I had to send him away. I turned my back on Maria and Clyde. Then I almost turned my back completely on protecting earth. Because of Luke. I wouldn't be able to cope if I lost him.
I feel tears in my eyes and get up.
"Mum." I look at him and I feel the tears stream down my face. "I'm sorry—please don't go." Luke says and I wipe the tears. I could hear the panic in his voice. He thought I was leaving him. I knew he was sick. He was sick, scared, and he just felt awful. He just wanted it to go away and so did I. We both wanted nothing more than for him to get better.
"Come on." I say as I carefully remove his IV. I saw Martha do it so I knew what I could do. I could give him more once medicine when we get upstairs, but I don't think being off it for a couple minutes would hurt.
"What? Where are we going?" Luke asks me.
"The attic." I tell him. "I'm getting you better. My way." I have him wrap an arm around my neck and support him as we go up the stairs and into the attic. "Mr. Smith, I need you!" I yell as we get up the stairs and he's ready for us by the time we get through the door.
"Yes, Sarah Jane?"
"Scan Luke." I say
"Sarah Jane—"
"I said scan him." I say.
"But Sarah Jane—"
"I told you to scan him! So scan him! Mr. Smith you said he'd be better in a week, maybe a few days more. It's been almost two weeks and he's not getting any better. He's getting worse. My son just told me he'd rather die than live like this anymore. So obey me when I TELL YOU TO SCAN HIM!" I scream. Luke was going to get better. I don't care what I have to do and I don't care what anyone thinks.
Luke was going to get better. I was going to make him better.
"Stand back." Mr. Smith says.
"Do you need a chair?" I ask Luke, unsure if he can stand up on his own.
"I'll be fine." Luke says and I move away a few feet so Mr. Smith can scan him. By the time Mr. Smith finishes the scan, Luke loses his balance, but I was able to go and catch him before he does. I then lead him over to the couch. I wrap him up in a blanket before going back over to Mr. Smith.
"Well?"
"I will need a couple minutes to gather my results." Mr. Smith says and I groan. But I go back over to Luke and stroke his hair.
"He said before there's nothing you can do." Luke states.
"Oh well, I don't care. I'm going to do something. I don't care what. You're going to get better." I say. I was going to get Luke well again. He will get better, even if it kills me.
"Mum." Luke breaths as he shuts his eyes.
"I love you." I say and then I kiss his forehead.
"Sarah Jane." I look over and then go to Mr. Smith. His scan must be done. "I regret inform you that my previous results about the alien parasite in Luke seem to be incorrect." He says and I feel like my stomach hurt. That sounded bad.
"Mr. Smith, what is it?" I ask. What was in my baby?
"It is a parasite but a deadly one. In the early stages of it infecting the host, it can appear to be harmless." Mr. Smith says.
"What's it doing to Luke?"
"Killing him." Mr. Smith says bluntly and I feel my heart break into a million pieces. I glance back at Luke. All this time, I was thought it was fine, but I knew in my gut something was wrong. Something didn't make sense but I just ignored it because Mr. Smith said it will be fine.
All this time I've done nothing and it's been killing my baby.
"MUM!" I hear Luke scream.
"Luke!? What's wrong?!" I say going over to him.
"It—hurts!" I exclaimed as tears roll down his face. But then Luke started to have trouble breathing.
"Mr. Smith! What do I do?" I say with tears rolling down my face.
"The medication Martha has been giving Luke. It being in Luke's bloodstream have weakened the parasite and have delayed it from killing Luke." Mr. Smith says. That's why he hasn't gotten any better. Though I thought this is what was making Luke worse but it seemed the medicine was what was keeping alive. "When you took Luke off the medication, the creature's heath is no longer failing. It is killing him. Luke will be dead in two minutes."
I hold Luke in my arms and just cry. No I couldn't lose him. But just hooking up the medicine to Luke would delay the results. What happens if he runs out again?
"Mr. Smith please—I can't lose him—what do I do?" I cried.
"I have a theory. Perhaps if you inject Luke with the medication in the right spot, injecting it into the creature, it will be fatal to it." Mr. Smith says. "I regret, I don't know if it will work or what will happen to Luke if it is done properly."
"Where is the parasite located?" I ask as Mr. Smith brings up a scan of Luke's body as I go into Martha's bag she had left for me. I get a giant syringe and fill it up with the medication Martha left for us. This needs to work. I can't lose Luke. I can't lose my baby.
"It is right next to his heart, Sarah Jane." I look up at the screen as Luke starts to gasp for breath. I bring him onto the floor and glance at the screen again before removing his shirt. If I did this wrong, I could puncture his heart and he could die. If I don't do this, Luke will die. If I do this right, there is a chance, it will work and Luke will be better. There is a chance this won't help and Luke will die anyways.
But I have to try. If I don't, I will lose him for certain.
This is the chance to save him.
I have to save Luke.
"You must be careful not to puncture the heart, Sarah Jane." Mr. Smith says and I tell him to shut up. "You have thirty seconds."
"Mum—I—can't—breathe" Luke gasps for breath.
"I love you Luke." I say before jamming the needle into his chest. I inject the medicine and look up to see Luke's eyes closed. No—please, he can't. I can't lose him. "Oh Luke. I'm sorry." I say, putting my head onto Luke and being to cry. But then I hear him gasp for a breath. He looks at me and we both blink. "Oh Luke."
"M-Mum?" Luke says and I hold him tightly in my arms. "W-What happened?"
"Mr. Smith?" I turn to the supercomputer, hoping I'll get the results I want to hear. But it seemed Luke was okay. He was breathing and he didn't feel as hot anymore.
"Luke's vitals are returning to normal." Mr. Smith says and I sigh relief before giving Luke a hug. I feel his forehead. He felt normal.
"How do you feel, Luke?" I ask and he smiles at me.
"Better. I feel better, mum." Luke says and he gives me a hug. I shut my eyes and just hold him tightly to my chest. Oh, I was so scared. I almost lost him.
"I told you. I was going to get you better. I was not going to lose you." I tell him as I run my fingers through his hair. "Oh I love you Luke."
"I love you too." Luke says. "I guess you won't have to take care of me anymore."
"I'm always going to take care of you." I tell him. It doesn't just come when he's ill, but when he's not. That's the job of a mother and I was never going to stop. I never want to. "You better get used to that." I say and hug him again.
I'm so happy that he's not sick anymore.
A/N: That's it. That's the end of the story. I had to come up with something to complete the story and I did. Luke got better. Sarah Jane saved him. Now, this may be the end of this story, but if you guys want it, I could start a sequel/spin off story which is basically a collection of One-Shots like what happened in the story with Luke getting sick, or hurt, ect. and in which of course, it can include Sarah Jane, and or any of his friends taking care of him. If you want that let me know in the reviews. But anyways, thank you guys so much for enjoying this story. Also, thanks to Mystic Lover of a fairytale, Guest A, Robin0203, & The Golden Emrys for reviewing. Thank you.