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Chapter eleven – Heartbreaking Moments
Julie Maxwell sat on a couch in the waiting of Mass General Hospital. Gordon continued to pace back and forth, muttering anxiously, running to the doorway every time he heard someone approach. But no one was stopping; no one was telling them what Alan's condition was.
It had taken the responding police officer almost a solid minute to convince Gordon that his baby brother was alive and for him to let go. In shock, the red-head had sat next to Alan, continuing to cry. Julie had tried to talk to him, tried to reach her boyfriend. But Gordon wouldn't say anything to her; he wouldn't even look at Julie. When nothing changed after they reached the hospital, even an hour later, Julie knew what was wrong. Gordon blamed her. If she had been like the women his brothers had married, Wescott would have never gotten to them in order to lure Alan to that warehouse. If she had been faster, or braver, or stronger, Alan would not have been hurt. If Julie had tried to stop Alan, Gordon's one and only little brother would not be…"Oh, God, please dear Lord," Julie prayed. "If losing Gordon was the punishment I deserve for the sins I have committed, so be it. But do not hurt the Tracys, do not hurt Gordon. They are angels here on Earth, protecting your children. Please, be there for them and spare Alan."
Not knowing the wrongful guilt Julie was placing on herself, Gordon was wrongfully assuming enough guilt for himself. "It's my fault. The elder child is supposed to watch out for the younger. I was supposed to be protecting Alan, not the other way around. If Alan isn't alright – Gordon could not bring himself to admit Alan could die – "then I swear, I will devote my life to doing what Alan needed done. I will take care of Alan and his wife and child." Glancing quickly at Julie, the fourth Tracy son turned away. He didn't deserve love and happiness, the joy of a family of his own, if his brother could not enjoy his.
Tin-Tin Tracy was escorted into the waiting room by a familiar face. Gordon looked over expectantly and reluctantly smiled. "Haj, what are you doing here?"
Major Hermoine "Haj" James of the Massachusetts State Police, smiled at Gordon. "Hey, Red, it's been a couple of years. Ya look good, kid. I'm sorry about your brother. If we had known he would still be in the area, we would have put a protective detail on him. Or at least given him a heads up."
Gordon nodded and gently led a weeping Tin-Tin over to the couch. Julie scrunched further into her seat, reluctant to look at Alan's pregnant wife, sure that she blamed Julie as well. Tin-Tin leaned into Gordon, "Have you heard anything yet?" Gordon shook his head. "Did you call the Island?" Gordon nodded. Kate, Dad and Emily were on their way. Brains was running Command and the others were on a rescue in China.
At that moment, a gray-haired man in scrubs came into the room. "Is anyone here for Alan Tracy?"
Gordon stood, shaky, helping Tin-Tin to her feet. "I'm his brother, Gordon Tracy, and this is his wife, Tin-Tin. Is Alan going to be alright?"
The man gestured for the couple to sit back down. "Alan suffered a severe blow to the head, I'm afraid. There was some uncontrolled bleeding and he went into severe shock. We are doing everything we can but it doesn't look good. Alan slipped into a coma a few minutes ago. He could wake up in a few hours or…" The doctor seemed reluctant to continue.
Tightening his jaw, Gordon looked down at ground before raising his eyes back to the doctor. "Or he may never wake up at all." Sadly, the doctor nodded. "May we see him now?" The doctor stood up, ready to lead the way.
Julie stood up after she was left behind. Gordon hadn't even looked back at her. Haj reached out a hand as the young woman began to leave the room. "Excuse me, are you family?"
Tears filling her eyes, Julie shook her head. "No, Madame; I am nobody." Steeling herself, Julie walked out of the room. She should have known better – whenever Julie had become too comfortable, her world had always been shredded. Julie could only regret that Alan and the Tracys were hurt in the fallout.
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Two days later, Jeff Tracy sat in a conference room in Mass General. He had hated this hospital for a time, when Alan had lain within its walls, struggling to survive after contracting MRSA. But his son had survived. Then Emily had been rushed here after going into labor during Virgil and Sarah's wedding. Only the quick thinking of several of the doctors here had saved his second daughter-in-law and his only granddaughter, Elizabeth. But now Alan once more lay in a bed in this hospital, a respirator breathing for him, a heart monitor keeping watch, an IV slowly dripping medicine and nutrients into his son.
Jeff nodded tightly at what the doctors were saying. Alan was in a deep coma. He might not ever wake up. Looking around at the family gathered in the room and an eye on the family checking in from the Island from a vid-phone, Jeff sucked in his breath. At each nod, Jeff knew what the family wanted. With a voice he forced to keep steady, Jeff made it clear he wanted to take his baby boy home. The medical staff at Mass General could do no more for Alan, so his son belonged with his family. The Tracys would take care of their own.
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Ann-Marie Thompson looked over at Julie Maxwell with apprehension. Julie was suppose to be with Gordon on Tracy Island but with the tragedy that occurred over the weekend, Ann-Marie had not been surprised Julie hadn't gone, but she was shocked that the young woman hadn't stayed with Gordon. Sitting down next to the shattered young woman, Ann-Marie brushed back a stray caramel curl. "Julie, sweetie, I know it may be none of my business, but I have to ask. Why aren't you with Gordon? I thought you loved him? He will need you now."
A lone tear running down her cheek, Julie stood up to return to her room. Ann-Marie nearly didn't hear the words that trailed back to her.
"He didn't want me there."
a/n - yes, I am still in hiding. But I am appeasing the restless natives with a second chapter in one day. Alan is alive, there is a reason for everything, honest. Julie... she has worse self-esteem issues than Sarah ever had, hmm? And when you think of certain things she is doing or saying, please remember the convent upbringing and the abandnment issues. Important in why she reacts the way she does. So, here is a short chapter to tie you over, until tomorrow, take care and if I can do two chapters in a day, someone can review twice, right??? Thanks! CC
