First off I want to say thanks to all my readers who have stuck with me through the course of my story. I really appreciate the support people! - Anyways, you guys didn't come to this page to hear me be mushy mushy. You came here to read! So as you're fellow author, I can do nothing but to oblige. Haha! Enjoy chapter 10!

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"Is she still unconscious?!" one of the paramedics asked frantically as they wheeled the stretcher into the ER section of the hospital. His partner nodded. Looking down and noticing that Bonnie was no longer moving, he gasped.

"She's not breathing! We need to get a doctor, stat!" Onlookers whispered to each other and pointed.

"Put her in room 305," the nurse said. She picked up the phone and paged the one doctor that was currently not doing anything.

"Dr.Possible? Paging Dr. Possible. You're needed in room 305 immediately. Dr. Posssible. You're needed in room 305 immediately."

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"You guys need to be down there," Nurse Cara said sighing. "You were the ones that were the most involved in this situation and I think it's only right that you're there to support her and her family if she wakes up."

"What do you mean "if"? She will be alright, won't she?" Kim asked. Tara sat with her face buried in her hands, while Ron rubbed her back.

"I don't know, Kim. This is a really tough situation. If she's been doing this for as long as you say she has, it's very possible that she could…die." Tara burst into tears at the last word as sheer terror flashed across their faces.

"This is all my fault!" Tara cried. "If I had been a good friend and just told you like I knew I should have, maybe then she wouldn't be like this. Maybe then I…"

"Stop it. This is nobody's fault. What Bonnie did was stupid and I don't think that you could have really helped her too much, Tara. You could have gotten her someone to talk to, yes, but it would have been up to her to stop hurting herself," Ron said.

"He's right. You can't blame yourself for this," Kim added. Tara wiped her tears and nodded slightly.

"So are we going or not?" she said softly. Kim pulled out her keys and they all got in her car, driving as fast as they possibly could to the hospital.

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"What happened?" Dr. Possible asked as she walked into the room in her blue scrubs, mask, and gloves.

"We got a panic attack and she's currently not breathing. Slight seizure also possible because of intense shaking and a few convulsions. Whether or not it's linked to the fact that this girl has an eating disorder, I don't know."

"Eating disorder, huh?" Dr. Possible looked at the patient's face and gasped. Isn't this one of Kimmie's cheerleading friends?

"What's her name?" she asked grabbing the laryngoscope.

"I'm not sure that's the most important thing right now, Doctor…"

"What's her name?" Dr. Possible asked more sternly.

"Bonnie Rockwaller. Age, 17," the nurse replied sighing.

Oh my gosh, I knew it! Thought Dr. Possible. "Alright let's hurry up and get her intubated." Tilting Bonnie's head backwards, she stuck her thumb and forefinger into her mouth and pried it open.

"Blade," she commanded, reaching out her left hand. She took the curved Macintosh blade and placed it at the vallecula, the base of the tongue, flipping it over so that the laryngeal opening was in view. A nurse came over with the straight Miller blade and inserted it deep into the oropharynx, past the epiglottis, only to remove it again slowly so that the larynx was exposed.

"Laryngoscope," commanded Dr.Possible, sticking out her hand. Shining the light down into Bonnie's mouth, making sure that there was a clear view of the larynx, she asked for the ETT. Sweat threatened to drop from her forehead as she slid the tube carefully down into the larynx and past the abducted vocal cords.

"Her heart rate is dropping! Is the tube in?" another nurse asked as the heart monitor beeped frantically behind her.

"Almost…got it…" Dr. Possible removed the laryngoscope carefully and attached the mechanical ventilator to the tube trailing into Bonnie's trachea.

"Done!" The nurse flipped the switch and the ventilator immediately supplied Bonnie's lungs with air. Her heart rate slowed down and her chest began to rise and fall slowly and slightly. Dr. Possible sighed and walked out of the room to make a phone call.

"But haven't you heard anything? I mean she's been her for over an hour!" a blonde girl at the front desk cried. A blonde haired boy and red head girl stood behind her.

Is that Kim? She questioned walking over to the receptionist at the front desk.

"I'll need the numbers for the parents of Bonnie Rockwaller, age, 17," she said. The nurse nodded and looked up her file on the computer as Kim turned around and smiled at her mother.

"Mom! We've been…Wait, did you say Bonnie?" asked Kim as her face drooped. Her emerald eyes searched her mother's blue ones for any trace of bad news.

"Yes. I need to call her parents and let them know what happened to their daughter and…"

"She only lives with her mother and her two sisters, Connie and Lonnie, but…" Tara started shaking her head. Dr. Possible cut her off.

"You know them? Do you have their numbers?" Tara fished around in her purse for her phone and handed it to the nurse at the desk.

"Mrs. Dr. P, can you tell us if she's going to be okay?" Ron asked stepping forward.

"I'm really not supposed to disclose any information on my patients to anyone before the family. I'm sorry but you'll have to wait until her mother gets here, guys."

"The mother and her daughters are on their way now, Dr. Possible. She was heading home when I called," the receptionist said hanging up the phone.

"Thank you." She turned back to the three teenagers and looked at their frightened and worried faces. What am I going to do…Dr. Possible sighed and placed a hand on her forehead. "Why don't you three go sit over there and when Bonnie's mother arrives then I'll see what she says, alright?" Kim and Ron nodded, but Tara couldn't take it.

"But she's my best friend! I have every right to know what's going on here," she cried.

"Tara, is it? I'm going to have to ask you to please go sit down. I can't talk about this right now." She looked at Kim hoping that she would back her up.

"Tara, come on. Let my mom get back to her job."

"But this isn't fair. Her stupid mother is oblivious to everything that goes on and I'm better than those bitchy brats that Bonnie has for sisters!"

"What did you just say about us?" Connie asked walking up to her. Mrs. Rockwaller was walking swiftly over to them as well, with a look of extreme worry on her face.

Tara turned around and saw Lonnie standing next to her as their mother went over to the front desk to get information on the whereabouts of her daughter with tears threatening to run down her face.

"I know you didn't just call me a bitch," Lonnie agreed giving her the once over.

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ETT- Electric Train Tablet; a tube that goes through the mouth into the windpipe so that a ventilator can provide breathing support

Uh oh. There is gonna be some major trouble at the hospital to-NIGHT! WHOOO! Haha. Maybe even a fight…? Who knows. You'll have to find out in chapter 11 so read and review and I promise to post as soon as possible, but please keep in mind that I currently have no internet at my house so I'm writing this from my mom's job. Hope you all enjoyed chapter 10!