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Have Faith in Me: Chapter 12
The whole scene before the hospital seemed to be in slow motion for Allie. When she reached his truck, it took everything she had not to touch Noah, knowing she just might make it worse. Although the ambulance arrived in less than five minutes, it seemed to take hours. The two men skillfully worked to free Noah from his metal entrapment, fitting a neck brace around his neck and strapping him to a board on the gurney. When Allie told them she was his girlfriend they allowed her to ride along. There was a deep cut on his forehead, so deep that you could see bone and the blood was seeping into his mohawk. The paramedic worked fast, fitting an oxygen mask over the boy's mouth and poking a needle into his arm to start an IV. When they reached the hospital they quickly pushed him into a trauma room, telling Allie she had to wait outside.
Kurt and Dave arrived shortly after. Kurt had already alerted the rest of the Glee Club and told Allie they'd be there soon. Finn had called Ruth, Noah's mother. Kurt walked to the waiting room to wait for the others while Dave sat on the ground next to Allie, not saying a word. Allie sat with her back to the wall, hugging her legs close to her. While she was still furious with Dave, she still needed her best friend so she took as much comfort as she could from him. The pair had been sitting outside the trauma room for about ten minutes when the voices on the other side of the room began to get louder.
"We're losing him! Someone get the crash cart!" Allie stood, taking a step closer to the room. She could hear Noah's heart monitor start to speed up before flat lining. She watched in horror as the doctor used the paddles to shock her boyfriend, frowning when the shock didn't seem to be enough to bring him back. She started to run into the room when Dave grabbed her from behind, dragging her back.
"No! Let me go! Noah!" Dave was holding her back with an arm around her waist. She was aware she was probably hurting him but she kept putting up a fight to get to her dying boyfriend. "Let me go, Dave! Noah!"
"I'm not going to let you watch him die, Allie!" Dave grunted, tightening his grip around her waist. The girl continued struggling and trying to get to Noah as the doctor shocked him for a second time. Dave finally scooped down and picked Allie up, caveman style, and threw her over his shoulder before taking her away from the trauma room. She continued to fight, kicking and screaming at him. He figured he should be in pain, but the adrenaline had kicked in and all he could think about was getting the girl away from the horrible scene. After rounding a second corner, he put her back down, trying to meet her eye and apologize. But Allie was already shoving him away from her.
"Stay the hell away from me, Karofsky," she said before turning and running deeper into the hospital.
Dave sighed before running a hand through his hair. He turned and walked back the way he came so he could find Kurt. As he passed the trauma room he saw that they had gotten Noah's heart beating again, but now had a tube down his throat breathing for him. They were quickly pushing the stretcher holding the broken boy down the hall yelling something about preparing an operating room. He sighed again before continuing walking.
"Hey, you okay?" Kurt asked Dave as the taller boy stumbled into the waiting room. Most of the Glee members were already in the waiting room, and he saw Mr. Hummel talking to an older woman that had Puck's eyes in the corner. Pulling Kurt to a chair with him in the corner he told Kurt what he saw.
"They lost him for a minute. Allie and I were sitting outside the room and the starting yelling about him crashing and the doctor was shocking trying to get his heart started again. I couldn't let Allie watch him die, so I was trying to get her away but she put up quite a fight. Finally I just picked her up and carried her off. She told me to stay away from her and took off again. They're taking Puck up to surgery now, but they've got him on a breathing tub and it just doesn't look good, Kurt."
Kurt nodded, taking in the information Dave was telling him. While he and Puck weren't the closest, he did truly care about the boy. He was his step-brother's best friend and he didn't like watching Finn suffer. He looked up to see his brother pacing the room looking like someone had just stolen his puppy. He turned his attention back to Dave, pulling the larger boy into a hug.
"Can…Can you go talk to Allie? I know she's not going to talk to me but I don't want her to be alone right now." Dave asked the smaller boy. Kurt smiled slightly at him before nodding. Taking a quick look to the others in the room, he bent over and placed a small kiss on the boy's forehead.
"It's going to be okay. Puck's strong." And with that, Kurt went on his search to find Allie Dawson in an eight floor hospital. This should be interesting.
Twenty minutes later, Kurt found Allie on the maternity wing, sitting across from the nursery viewing window on the floor. He was relieved to see she had stopped crying, but a little concerned that she was just staring into space in front of her.
"Hey," Kurt whispered, sinking to the floor next to her.
"He's dead, isn't he?" She asked.
"No, he's alive. They got his heart started and put him on a breathing tube to help him breath. They've taken him up to surgery." Allie swallowed before nodding her head. "I wish I could say he's going to be fine, but he's in pretty bad shape, Al."
"I know," She whispered, looking at her hands.
"You know Dave feels horrible for what he said to you. And he's really worried about you. I know you're mad he took away from the trauma room, but he was trying to save you from seeing such a horrible thing. He cares about you."
"I don't want to talk about it, Kurt. Please don't make me talk about," Allie pleaded, her eyes finally meeting Kurt's green eyes. Sighing he nodded before changing the subject.
"I remember the first time I met Puck. It was when we were five, shortly before my mom died and shortly after his dad left. We used to be best friends. In fact, I think I have some pictures of him having tea parties with me." Kurt smiled slightly as the girl giggled in his arms.
"Tell me more about him. I've known him through my entire school career but feel like I don't know anything about him."
Kurt thought a moment before beginning to tell Allie as many storied as he could remember. He kept to the good stories, not the ones where Puck had turned on him or anything angst-y. He told about Puck's reaction to Beth and about how he was sure the boy would have been an awesome father and how he knew he would go and visit Shelby just to see his little girl.
"But what I'm the most sure of is that Puck's strong. He's going to fight and he's going to come through this. We just have to believe in him, okay?" After Allie had nodded, Kurt stood up pulling the girl with him. He held her hand as he led her down to the waiting room to join the others. They were in for a long wait.
It was two hours before Puck was out of surgery. Allie had been sitting with his mother, the two women crying together. The doctor came out and asked to speak to Ruth. She grabbed Allie's hand and pulled her along to hear the news.
"Mrs. Puckerman, your son is out of surgery. It's been pretty touch and go. He has fractured his neck and couple of the top vertebrae in his spine. We've fitted him with a halo to help straighten his spine and keep him from moving and injuring himself more. It doesn't appear that there is any paralysis, though. He has several cracked ribs, which we can't do much for, a broken leg and arm which we have reset, and a few deep lacerations that we have sewn shut. There was a bit of internal bleeding, but we fixed that while he was in surgery. We do still have him on a ventilator, but that is just to help him breathe and his body to cope with the shock of all his injuries.
"Our main concern, however, is his brain. There is severe swelling from where he hit his head off the steering wheel. We were able to close the wound and went in and tried to relieve the pressure as much as we can. Right now we are keeping Noah sedated to help with the trauma to his head. We don't want him waking up and panicking. That will only result in more problems. We're going to keep him sedated for a couple days and then do another scan on his brain. We will hopefully be taking him off the sedative on Monday."
Ruth and Allie looked at each other while the two processed what the doctor had told them. To Allie, Noah sounded like a mess. She had a moment of panic when she realized that the only reason he had been at that intersection was because of her, but she quickly pushed that thought out of her head. They had more important things to worry about than her guilt. Ruth took a deep breath before turning back to the doctor.
"When can we see him?" Her voice waivered only slightly, and Allie thought about how strong this woman must really be. She had raised Noah Puckerman all by herself, and Allie knew he wasn't the easiest person to live with. The doctor gave her a sad smile before answering.
"We'd like to monitor him a little while longer before allowing you to see him. It shouldn't be too long, just a few more tests. Then we'll move him from recovery to his permanent room in the ICU. Only family will be allowed in to see him then," the doctor said, his eyes flicking to Allie.
"She is family." Ruth said, squeezing the girl's hand. Allie was surprised. She'd only been with Noah a little over a week and this was the first time she had ever met Ruth. But she just smiled and tried to thank her boyfriend's mother with her eyes.
It was another two hours before they were allowed to see him. Allie allowed Ruth to go in by herself at first, knowing the woman wanted to see her son. After about fifteen minutes, she returned to the hallway, wiping tears from her eyes.
"I have to go get Sarah, my mother's watching her now. I'll be back later this evening, okay sweetie?" She cupped Allie's cheek with a shaky hand before smiling and walking past her. Taking a deep breath, Allie walked into Noah's room.
A large tube was down his throat, and she watched in fascination as the machine it was hooked up to contracted and relaxed as air was pushed into the boy. A large metal ring was attached to his head with screws through his skull. The ring was attached a bulky brace around his chest with metal rods. A large bandage covered the head wound she had seen earlier and spanned to about the crown of his head. She was lightly disappointed when she realized that they had to shave his mohawk. Noah was not going to be happy about that. His broken arm was covered in a cast that spanned past his elbow. The cast held his arm in a slightly bent position and it rest against his stomach. His right leg was in a cast and suspended slightly at the end of the bed. Wires were running from him to a heart monitor and another one that looked like it was recording brain activity. The normally strong boy looked so small that Allie couldn't help but let out a choked sob.
She moved closer to the bed, sitting on the lone chair in the room. She reached out and took his unbroken hand in hers, careful to avoid pulling on his IV. She brought his hand up to her lips before kissing his fingers.
"You have to be okay, Noah. There are a lot of people that need you. The entire waiting room is filled with Glee club people who can't wait to see you. I'm pretty sure Rachel Berry is planning a song to sing to you as we speak. There are some of the football guys waiting for you, too. And Finn looks like a kicked puppy and I'm pretty sure if you don't make it he's not going to know what to do.
"Rachel called Shelby, to let her and Beth know. That's another thing, you can't give up yet because that little girl is going to need her daddy. I've never met her, but Kurt says she's beautiful. He said she has your eyes and is quite mischievous, just like her daddy. You don't want to miss out on her growing up. Your mom went home to get your sister so your grandma can go to work. She said she'd have to bring Sarah back here. I bet that little girl is scared to death. Finn says she really looks up to you. Your mom's been crying since we got here. Dave's worried too, but I'm sure he won't admit it. I'm mad at him, but I know he thinks of you as a real friend.
"And…And I need you, Noah. I know we haven't been together for long, but for the longest time all I could think about was the day I was finally get to date Noah Puckerman. Your bad boy image just did something to me, and I was always so attracted to the enigma that was you. Please don't leave me before I get to figure out that puzzle, okay? Cause I'm scared and I need you."
Allie reached up her free hand to brush the tears out of her eyes before running the hand down Noah's arm.
"You just have to be okay. Nothing else can go wrong."
Dave stood at the doorway watching Allie. He wasn't supposed to be here, but had managed to sneak past the nurses on duty. He kept quiet so Allie didn't hear him. She looked so scared he wanted nothing more than to scoop her up and make everything better. He took in how weak Puck looked on the bed before shaking his head and turning away.
"This isn't how things are supposed to be," he mumbled as he walked back to the waiting room to find Kurt. "We're kids, no one is supposed to die yet." Dave looked around the waiting room, wondering how much more his small group of friends could take.
AN: Hey guys, hope you like it! I'm going to try to write another chapter tonight, but that's only if I get m homework done.