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Chapter 11
I guess that's how death works. It doesn't matter if we're ready or not. It just happens.– Randy K. Milholland, "Something Positive"
EMPOV
"Its Edward! Its Edward! I gotta help him!" I yelled and tried my hardest to get up but the pain was to much and I plopped back down. "Emmett! Emmett! Calm down before you hurt yourself more." Officer Briggs said holding my shoulders down. "Its my brother. You gotta help him. Please help him." I begged. "Don't worry. I'm gonna do all I can." He said.
"Matt, I got another one. He's pretty bad." Briggs yelled up. "Alright were gonna get more equipment down here. You still ok down there?" "Yea but these two are doing so good." He said looking from me to Edward. "Ok were almost there. Just a few more minutes." Officer Briggs left my side to help Edward. The adrenalin in my body was pumping so fast it got rid of the pain for a little while.
Edward was unconscious and had debris laying over his whole body. Blood was making its way out of his head to form a pool around him. He looked like a scene out of a horror movie. For a second I wondered if he would be able to be fixed. But Carlisle was the best doctor I had ever seen and he would make sure that his son was ok. Briggs started unpiling the debris from on top of him and as he did it only got worse. Edward was bloody everywhere and in a few place his bones stuck out at odd angles.
"I don't wanna move him until the crew get here. He's messed up pretty bad. I don't wanna make it worse." Briggs said as he crawled back over to me. "How you holding up?" "I'm fine. Just help Edward." I said. The truth was that I wasn't fine. The pain started to make its way back to me and my chest was getting tight and hard for me to breath.
It didn't take the crew long to get to us. We all agreed that Edward needed help first so they worked to get the rocks off of him. They had a paramedic with them who checked his vital signs and made it known that they needed to get him out of there fast. I felt like I wasn't really there. Like I was watching all this happen from a distance. I still hadn't gotten over the shock of actually finding him. But I knew it wouldn't be that easy. Edward still had a battle to fight all his own. One that I couldn't help him with.
There were only a few men in the little space but they were moving like lightning. Before long they were able to get all the debris off of him. He looked so fragile and broken that I had to shut my eyes as they lifted his nearly lifeless body from the ground. He was bloody and bruised from his face all the way down to his toes. I could hear them strapping him in the stretcher. There were tons of men above us yelling that they were ready for him to be sent up. As Edward was handed over it got silent for a second. Only a second. "Ok Emmett. Now it really is your turn." Officer Briggs said to me.
He and a few others helped me up and put me on the stretcher. It hadn't felt like a long time since Briggs got to us but I could tell that it had been because as the men lifted me further up I could see daylight. My eyes had become so adjusted to the darkness that I had to squint against the light. I keep my eyes closed the whole way down. Mostly because I didn't want to see the disaster in front of me just yet. As I was passed from hand to hand people congratulated me and told me how happy they were that I was alive. I didn't understand why they were congratulating me. I hadn't done anything worthy of it.
I finally did open my eyes when I heard the paramedic say we were clear to go to the hospital. The loud sirens scared me and I jumped. "Whoa be careful. Wouldn't want you to hurt yourself anymore now would we." A women said to me. She looked to be about in her early 30s and had short brown hair. "I'm Melinda." She said as she started and Iv. "Emmett." I responded, to weak to say anything else. "Well Emmett. Were gonna get you to a hospital. Your banged up pretty bad and there's no tellin if you got internal bleeding. Its amazing you survived." She said. "What about the others?" I asked. "The ones that were brought out before you?" I nodded my head. "Their headed to the hospital too. Ill be honest, there not doing to good." Her words were like knives stabbing into my already bleeding wounds.
We couldn't have fought this hard just to not even have a chance. I felt guilty. If I wasn't in here Jazz would have never come in after me. He would be safe and home with his family. Tommy would still be alive. I didn't even know where the rest of my guys where. So much guilt overflowed me that I cosed my eyes hoping that it would go away and everything would be ok. It didn't work. The whole ride to the hospital all I could think about was how big of a mess Id made.
I was pulled back to reality when the paramedics pulled me out of the ambulance. About four doctors and nurses rushed over to me and Melinda started filling them in on what was wrong with me. Most of the stuff I couldn't understand. They were all doctor terms and suddenly I wished Carlisle was there with me. As though he could hear my thoughts Carlisle suddenly appeared in front of me. "Son, are you ok?" His voice sounded scared and excited all at once. "Dad" I muttered. "Your gonna be ok Em. Just hang in there. There gonna make you better." I felt like I was five again and was being taken to the doctors for the flu or for breaking my arm when I fell out a tree.
Carlisle followed us all the way into the cubical that they put me in. There were people everywhere. Running in and out. Stabbing me with needles and hooking me up to all these strange machines. "Whats going on?" I asked Carlisle. "There just hooking you up to a heart monitor and trying to determine how bad your injuries are." Carlisle said. "How bad is it?" I asked. "I don't know yet. There gonna run some tests and do some x rays ok." The only thing I could do was nod. I was so tired. As Carlisle sat by my side another doctor rushed in. "Carlisle, we just got the results of Edwards MRI back. He has multiple large contusions that will have to be surgically removed but since his wife is not here were gonna need you to sign the papers."
Carlisle grabbed the clipboard quickly and scribbled his name. His hands were shaking horribly. "Who's gonna perform the surgery? I want Morisson. Hes the best. Hes the one to do it." Carlisle said. "We've already paged him. Hes on his way now but there's no telling how long Edwards gonna make it. That's not the only serious injury he has. His chest was nearly crushed in. If Morisson cant get here in time, there's nothing we can do." The doctor responded. Before Carlisle could get a chance to respond he spoke again "Braddic is gonna start the surgery until Morisson can get here." Carlisle seemed pleased with the information and just nodded his head. The doctor began to exit the room.
"If you can, check on Jasper for me. They wont let me in there." He nodded his head and hastily left the room. "Whats a contusion? Why aren't you doing the surgery?" I asked in a panicked rush. Carlisle looked at me with sad eyes and said "It means that parts of his brain are bruised and bleeding and I cant do the surgery because I'm too close to him and my mind is kind of racing right now. I'm not fit to do any surgery right now." "Does that mean hes gonna die?" I asked choking on the words. "I don't know son. Without the surgery there's no hope but even with the surgery there could still be complications. If their really bad they can cause the brain to swell and the person could slip into a coma." I knew Carlisle didn't want to put Edwards name in that sentence because it seem way to real and possible. Somehow not saying his name in the same sentence made it impossible to believe.
Me and Carlisle sat there with our thoughts until the doctor came back in. As soon as he did Carlisle nearly jumped out of the chair. The doctor held up a hand to stop Carlisle. "No Carlisle you should sit." He said. I felt my heart sink. Were we ever going to relax today. Carlisle reluctantly did as he was told. "Its not good Carlisle. For either of them." Carlisle ran a hand through his hair and I began to feel the effects of the morphine I was given. I willed myself to stay awake for at least a few more minutes. "Ill start with Jasper. He has a lot of cuts and bruises but the most serious injury goes to his legs. The bone in them was almost entirely crushed. We can try to piece it back together but we don't know if he'll ever walk again. We can try but there's no promises. And that'll be dangerous too. If something goes wrong in surgery we would have to remove both his legs."
I tried my hardest to stay awake but the morphine was just too strong. My eyes began to droop and my mind became hazed. "Edwards far worse. His injuries are more severe. He has multiple large contusions that are bleeding kind of heavily. Hes just about to go into surgery for that in a few minutes. He has several broken ribs which is making it hard for him to breath and we fear that they could punture a major organ like his heart or lungs. Obviously the most serious is the brain injury but we cant get any farther until we take care of that first. If we can take care that." I heard the doctor take a few steps and imagined his hand on Carlisles shoulder, comforting him. "As a friend Carlisle, I'm telling you that you should call your family and get them up here now. It might be the last time all of you are together."
Hearing the doctor say that he thought they weren't going to make it was hard. It felt like nothing in the world was right anymore. I was scared to fall into the darkness of sleep because when or if I woke up I wouldn't know if I had both of my brothers alive. Finally but reluctantly, I gave into the darkness and was overcome by nothing but a dark empty feeling that made my skin crawl.
Carlisle POV
I was completely exhausted. I hadn't been home in over 48 hours and hadn't eaten much either. But the news that my sons were found and on their way here made me forget about all that. I had performed over 10 surgery's today and I wasn't in any position to do another. My eyes were drooping and I couldn't keep focus. As I sat there next to Emmett's sleeping but broken body I wondered what the end of today would bring.
"Carlisle Edwards about to go into surgery." I jumped at the sound of Doctor Maddens voice. "Doctor Braddic told me to come find you. Do you want to see him before he goes back?" He asked. I got up quickly but stopped in my tracks and looked back at Emmett. I couldn't leave him here like this but I couldn't let Edward go in there alone. "Don't worry. Ill call the nurse and tell her to sit with him until you get back." I hesitantly walked behind him as the nurse made her way into the room. "How is he?" I asked, surprised that my voice cracked. "Honestly Carlisle, not good. We've only just got him stable enough to do the surgery. Hes not breathing on his own and if we cant get to the contusions in time, hes not gonna make it."
Somehow the words seemed unreal. As we walked through the hospital in silence my thoughts went to Esme. My sweet Esme. Her heart would be broken if any of them didn't make it out of here. I stopped where I was and Doctor Madden looked back at me confused. I didn't say anything, I just pulled out my phone and dialed the number as fast as I could. Esme answered on the first ring. "Hello? Oh Carlisle they found them. They found Emmett and Jasper." I could tell she was crying and I could sense the hope in her voice. I felt guilty for having to be the one to tell her this, "I know Esme. There here." Esme began crying harder and I could tell she had a smile on her face. I felt even guiltier. Before she had the chance to bombard me with questions I interrupted her. "Esme listen to me. Its not good. Get the family here now." There was silence as Esme took in the panic in my voice.
"Carlisle whats wrong?" Esme asked. I could here commotion in the background as everyone crowded around the phone. "Just get here sweetheart. Please" I begged. "Should we bring the kids?" She asked. I could hear the fear. Bringing the kids meant that they might have to say goodbye. "Yea Esme. You should bring them." I said closing my eyes. Esme was silent again and I felt like an idiot. I could feel the emotions flowing through her body and all of a sudden I wanted to cry. "OK." Was all she said. I closed my phone and put it back in my pocket. "How long do you think its going to take them to get here?" Madden asked. "I don't know. Maybe 10 or 15 minutes." I said. "We cant wait that long Carlisle." "I know." I said as we began walking again.
He lead me down a bunch of hallways that Id been down a thousand other times but this time they looked foriegn and out of place. Like they had somehow changed and I couldnt tell them apart. When we finally got to the room where Edward was I had to stop outside the door and take a deep breath. I needed to be calm and let him know that we were waiting for him. But I didnt know if I could. Edward was my son. Seeing him broken and bleeding would push me past my limits and I wasnt sure if I would be able to keep it together. But I had too. I couldnt let him go into a surgery that could kill him alone. I kept telling myself it was for my son and finally gathered the courage to go in.
Almost immediately I wanted to go back. I wanted to turn around and forget what I saw. He was lying in the bed with alot of machines hooked up to him. I didn't have time to take in what kind of machines but I could hear the heart monitor beeping unsteadily. I forced myself to walk over to his bedside and picked up his swollen hand. That was it for me. Feeling his broken body was too much. I felt the tears before I could stop them. The sobs took me by surprise and before I knew it I was begging Edward not to leave. I put my head in the crook of his neck and sobbed for him to come home. I begged and pleaded and hoped he could hear me. All my medical training went out the window and all I knew was that I was a father that could loose everything.
My sons were hurt and on the verge of death and I couldn't do anything to help them. I couldn't even hold myself together long enough to talk to them. My worst fears were closer than Id like them to be and I was defenseless. My heart broke a thousand times over and the sobs came heavier and heavier. I felt a hand on my back and looked to see Doctor Madden with tear filled eyes. "Its time for him to go Carlisle." I wanted to hold onto him but when I looked at his bloody, swollen body I knew I had to let him go. I got close enough to his ear without disrupting the ventilator machine and whispered "Were all here waiting for you to come back Edward. We love you so much. There gonna take care of you and your gonna be back here sooner than you think ok."
Doctors and nurses rushed him out of the room and I was left standing alone in the big white room that floors had been stained with Edwards blood. I couldn't move. I felt like I was tied to the floor and wasn't aloud to move. I don't know how long I was standing there but the voice over the PA system scared me and I jumped. "Doctor Carlisle Cullen please come to the waiting room on the 4th floor. Doctor Cullen to the 4th floor please." Esme must be here. Somehow it was easier to make my feet move this time and before I knew it I was running to the waiting room.
"Oh Carlisle!" Esme ran and jumped in my arms. I closed my eyes and savored the short moment and happiness it brought with it. "How are they?" She asked as she pulled back from me. I took her by the hand and sat her down in one of the chairs. "Carlisle your scaring me." "Could someone take the children for a second." I said. "I will." Charlie said taking a sleeping Lilly from Bella's arms. Once the children were safely out of sight the chaos began. Everyone was yelling at me and asking me questions. "Hey!" I yelled. They all became silent at once. "I wont lie to you all. Its not good. I don't know about all of their injuries but I am aware of the major ones." "How is he? How is Emmett?" Rosalie asked. She looked like she was ready to explode.
"As far as I know, hes not the worst. They did some x rays and other test but I didn't hear the results but when I left him he was sound asleep." Rosalie put a hand over her mouth and thanked God for letting Emmett come home. Esme let out a sigh and the smile on her face was only one a mother could pull off. She grabbed Rosalie by the hand and comforted her. "What about Jazz?" Alice asked. I didn't want to tell her this but I had to. "Jasper is worse. I was told he was trapped under a slab of rock and it damaged his legs pretty bad." "How bad?" She asked with worry and fear obvious on her face. "He could lose them both." Bella had to support Alice's small frame as she fell to the floor in sobs. I wanted to help her or at least tell her it would be ok.
I knew this would be the hardest but I turned to Bella and started to tell her the worst thing I could have ever told her. "Edwards much much worse than the other two." I didn't even get the sentence out before Bella interrupted me. "Wait Edwards here?" "I thought you knew." I said confused. "Well how is he?" She asked, her voice cracking. "Hes in surgery right now. It doesn't look to good." I had to jump up and grab her before she ran through the hospital looking for him. She struggled against my hold but then gave up completely and we sank to the floor with her sobs as the only sound around us. Through her cries I heard her say "Is he going to die?" The only response I could give her was "I don't know Bella honey. I don't know."
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