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Kelly closed her eyes. She recalled the moment she had seen Bosley getting her out of the coffin. The moment she knelt there and touched her. She couldn't remember touching anything colder. Her hand was like ice.
Jill paced back and forth the waiting room. Many hours had passed. Mary had left.
Kris was still recovering and she needed someone to be there for her. Mary left because she knew that if anyone was asked for someone to blame all the fingers would be pointing her.
Bosley walked towards them. He stood in front of Kelly with a serious look spread upon his face.
''She's alive. They revived her.''
Kelly closed her eyes and sighed with relief. ''That's a miracle thank you Mr Bosley, thank you so much...''
His features broke. ''Don't...''
''What's wrong Mr Bosley?'' she asked, tracing the signs of anxiety in his face.
''As a result of low to zero oxygen in her blood and brain... miss Martinez... is
believed to have suffered serious brain damage. She's hooked in the ventilator now.''
''Excuse me?'' asked Jill, stopping her walk.
''I'm so sorry kids. So sorry.''
''What do you mean brain damage?''
''I'm really sorry. The doctor said she's got about 8% brain activity. .''
''What do the doctors say?''
''Only that. And... that she...'' he paused to pick his words carefully.'' She does not have many chances of survival through the night.''
''You mean...?''
''I'm sorry.''
''Wait! Mr Bosley!'' Kelly shouted but he gave no response. ''Mr Bosley!''
Jill pulled her sleeve.
''Kell?''
She eyeballed her questioningly.
''Kell... how bad can it be?''
''I... I don't know.''
''She'll be okay, right?''
''I don't know Jill.''
''Kelly I don't want her to die...'' she paused and started to cry, as finally her emotions took over. Kelly sat next to her on a chair and put her hand around her shoulders.
''I'm sure she won't die Jill.''
''Promise?''
Jill looked at her through watery blue eyes and for a while Kelly thought she saw a child. A scared child that wanted so much someone to help her get through this.
She could tell that all of this came to her as a shock. Kris' trouble, Sabrina's kidnapping... the burial... all of it. And then... then the motionless body, covered in blood but yet... with such a peaceful expression.
''Promise.'' she said softly and brushed her hair. She locked eyes with her.
The night came. Then again it was day. Time was slowing painfully in there. Bosley came and went. Sometimes good news, sometimes bad. It was the fourth of January when a nurse passed buy and announced that the ventilator was not needed anymore.
She was finally breathing on her own. Kelly had to drag Jill home.
Two days later John Bosley knocked the door impatiently. Mary opened and blinked as she struggled to recognize him. ''Mr Bosley?''
''Yes. I would like to talk to you about something Mrs Munroe.''
''Me and my boss, Charles, have chased this lead for a long time. It seems that there is a big drug dealing business in this area. Me and Charles have worked into trying to find the person who actually runs this operation but we only found kids, kids who did all the dirty work, most of the times without even knowing.''
''Just like Kris...''
''I'm really sorry about this. Keep in mind your daughter never knew what she did was illegal.''
''Thank you Mr Bosley.''
''We were following your daughter for the past two months and found out that the closest person we had to their leader was Ann Miller.''
''So, what are you waiting for? Arrest her and question her.''
''I'm afraid this is not possible. You see, in her attempt to save your daughter Miss Martinez disposed of her.''
''Sabrina?''
''Yes, I'm afraid so. Either way, you should be glad she did. If Kris was shot one more time she would be dead by now. Do you understand the situation? We need Miss Garret's word on some things that happened in there. Is she here?''
''No..''
The doorbell rung.
''That should be Jill. Kelly might be with her.''
Bosley nodded and Mary crossed the hall, opening the door. Kelly smiled and Jill pushed her in.
''Girls... Mr Bosley is in here. He wants to talk with you.''
''So, Sabrina... I think kicked her in the head... like flying, twice. I don't remember much... I think before shooting she set the place in fire. When... when Ann fell we all heard a harsh sound... like something breaking.''
Bosley took a sip from his tea. ''More accurately it was her skull and neck that was shuttered. Go on.''
''Then Sabrina... landed on the ground and... and'' Kelly closed her eyes to picture the scene for details.
''Then at this time I was trying to find where Kris was shot... I heard another gunfire and I though she was shot too but she knelt there and tried to bring her round... I was too shocked to do anything. I remember I was just sitting there watching her... But then we smelled the fire... it was everywhere. I heard Sabrina yelling at me to wake up and I just realized we weren't gonna make it... Sabrina took Kris in her arms but I... I knew she couldn't make it carrying her... Well, you know how stubborn she gets when she puts something in her mind. So she kept running holding Kris... I swear, in her shoes I would have made a run for it... Anyway, then we managed to get out. I left them there to get an ambulance. I was talking on the phone when I heard the explosion... and I found them there lying... I don't know what happened next. Or before that. I just know that if she weren't there we would both be dead. Mrs Munroe... I know we took your car but... it's not only her fault, it's mine too, please stop this... we were just trying to-''
Mary took her hand in hers. ''I'm so sorry. It's all fixed now.''
''So, people.'' announced Bosley. ''The hospital, the police and Charlie are looking for this crazy nurse. Sit tight.
The phone rung. Mary picked it up. She listened quietly for a while. Then she closed it and returned.
''Sabrina's awake.''