It was a couple days after his biopsy-surgery, and Landon was going
back to the doctor's office to find out the results. Jamie was going to,
even though she was tired. "Landon Carter," called out a nasal voice by a
door. They followed her into the doctor's office where the doctor was
already there. He looked anything but jubilant.
"Please, Mr. and Mrs. Carter, sit down," he said, pointing to the couch. They sat while the doctor talked.
"Well, we have the results of the biopsy. I'm afraid I have bad news. It's lymphoma," he said sympathetically.
"What's lymphoma?" asked Jamie.
"It's a type of cancer that originates in the lymph nodes."
"Oh," she said quietly.
~*~*Jamie's POV*~*~
Why? When we had just escaped cancer, it comes' knocking on our door again. What will we do? What if I have a relapse, and we're both sick. What will happen to our child? Will he or she be an orphan? I'm so confused, and I feel so rundown. I just want to cry, but not in front of the doctor. I'm holding back my tears for the car.
~*~*End of POV*~*~
Landon looked over to Jamie, who was blinking rapidly. "You will have to undergo chemotherapy, I'm sure your familiar with it," he said, nodding to Jamie, "And hopefully that will work." "Well, thank you doctor. We will be talking to you." And they left to the car.
As soon as the car door was shut, Jamie started to cry loudly. "Shhh," calmed Landon, "It will be OK. I won't leave you, just like you didn't leave me." Jamie closed her eyes and leaned against him, listening to his voice. His voice always seemed to calm her, no matter what the situation was.
Landon pulled up to their apartment and Jamie went inside with out a word. Landon decided to make her favorite food, spaghetti, to cheer her spirits. But when he set it in front of her all she did was move it to one end of the plate to the other with her fork.
Jamie finally decided to talk to him, "I always thought that if I died in birth, you would be here. But that doesn't seem to be now. What if I die, and then you die. What about," she stopped and patted her stomach.
"My mother would take care of him or her," he said. At that, Jamie shook her head.
"You want your child to be raised the same way you were?" And that vetoed that idea. Landon got to thinking. "Well, how about my father, and my step mother. I love my step mother, even though I was always angry for her for "taking" my dad away. She is actually a very nice lady."
"Well, daddy could raise-," she stopped, and a sad look filled her eyes. "Never mind," she whispered. Her eyes filled with tears and once again she was blinking heavily.
"Now please Jamie, you know I can't stand to see you cry!" cried out Landon, "And that's all I have seen for days. Where is the Jamie I knew?"
"That Jamie can't come out with her father being gone."
"Your father would have wanted that Jamie to be out for the world to see."
A/N Please review! I haven't been getting many review lately and it's making me sad :(. Thanks for reading!
"Please, Mr. and Mrs. Carter, sit down," he said, pointing to the couch. They sat while the doctor talked.
"Well, we have the results of the biopsy. I'm afraid I have bad news. It's lymphoma," he said sympathetically.
"What's lymphoma?" asked Jamie.
"It's a type of cancer that originates in the lymph nodes."
"Oh," she said quietly.
~*~*Jamie's POV*~*~
Why? When we had just escaped cancer, it comes' knocking on our door again. What will we do? What if I have a relapse, and we're both sick. What will happen to our child? Will he or she be an orphan? I'm so confused, and I feel so rundown. I just want to cry, but not in front of the doctor. I'm holding back my tears for the car.
~*~*End of POV*~*~
Landon looked over to Jamie, who was blinking rapidly. "You will have to undergo chemotherapy, I'm sure your familiar with it," he said, nodding to Jamie, "And hopefully that will work." "Well, thank you doctor. We will be talking to you." And they left to the car.
As soon as the car door was shut, Jamie started to cry loudly. "Shhh," calmed Landon, "It will be OK. I won't leave you, just like you didn't leave me." Jamie closed her eyes and leaned against him, listening to his voice. His voice always seemed to calm her, no matter what the situation was.
Landon pulled up to their apartment and Jamie went inside with out a word. Landon decided to make her favorite food, spaghetti, to cheer her spirits. But when he set it in front of her all she did was move it to one end of the plate to the other with her fork.
Jamie finally decided to talk to him, "I always thought that if I died in birth, you would be here. But that doesn't seem to be now. What if I die, and then you die. What about," she stopped and patted her stomach.
"My mother would take care of him or her," he said. At that, Jamie shook her head.
"You want your child to be raised the same way you were?" And that vetoed that idea. Landon got to thinking. "Well, how about my father, and my step mother. I love my step mother, even though I was always angry for her for "taking" my dad away. She is actually a very nice lady."
"Well, daddy could raise-," she stopped, and a sad look filled her eyes. "Never mind," she whispered. Her eyes filled with tears and once again she was blinking heavily.
"Now please Jamie, you know I can't stand to see you cry!" cried out Landon, "And that's all I have seen for days. Where is the Jamie I knew?"
"That Jamie can't come out with her father being gone."
"Your father would have wanted that Jamie to be out for the world to see."
A/N Please review! I haven't been getting many review lately and it's making me sad :(. Thanks for reading!