Chapter 25

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From the Hart

Thomas and Carey laughed again and Thomas pulled out a fresh can of paint. The room was packed with kids along with nurses and a few parents. They were painting pictures and Thomas was spray painting kids arms. The day was an even bigger success than anyone could imagine. Most of the staff was there and the brave children there were awesome. Josh was arm wrestling with a mentally handicapped girl who was the highlight of the day with her smile and quick wit. Thomas leaned back and watched all the kids laughing and the staff more relaxed than they've been for a long time.

Thomas followed Carey as he showed his dad all the items up for charity. Carey even donated one of his motocross helmets. A famous artist who Thomas knew also donated several paintings. The three men stopped in front of a large painting with love is life scrawled across it. Carey turned to look at Thomas who was staring at the painting. The gallery went really well. By the time the last people were leaving Carey and Thomas were exhausted.

"Not bad eh Carey?"

"Not bad for a shop owned by a washed out dirt biker and a lunatic artist." Thomas laughed and slapped him on the back.

"Are you sure?" Carey nodded and Thomas watched as Jesse tattooed Carey's hand. He was getting a heart on the back of his hand with from the heart in Latin. Jesse and Matt teased him about when he went to the bank the tattoo would scare the bankers. Carey just leaned his head back and thought about his day with the kids.

I hopped out of my truck and took a deep breath of the clean morning air. Tomorrow was our last show, then I get to go home. Who knew what I was going home to though? I pushed my bike towards the other guys and I turned my head to where they were pointing. A news van and several reporters and cameramen were walking around and pointing at us.

"A live news broadcast. Looks like our practice isn't going to be private." I nodded and slid on my gloves and rolled up my sleeves on my jersey. I tugged my helmet over my head and tightened the straps. The other guys took off and I started up my bike. We started with our usual routine then we parted and did our own thing. I did a few extended holy men and a couple back flips. The weather was perfect and I was completely relaxed so I mixed it up with some combos and then I followed the guys around. The cameras moved in closer but I was used to them so I just ignored them.

Nate Adams went towards a jump and did a 360. I was in awe at it so I decided to give it a try. I floored it towards the jump and I hit it and got plenty of air. I pictured what Nate did and I laid the bike flat and twisted it while it was horizontal. I knew it was going wrong. I saw the ground but I knew I wouldn't be able to get my bike upright and straight. My front tire hit hard and automatically shot me onto my side and I was dragged a little ways but I didn't feel much because my head hit hard on contact and whipped my head back. Dirt filled my helmet and I closed my eyes and blacked out.

"Fuck." Thomas hopped off the couch and ran his hand over his head. "Carey what's happening?" Thomas and Carey stared at the still lifeless form of Shannon. She hadn't moved since hitting the jump and being flipped to the ground. Ten people stood around her. A few guys were squeezing her hand and several riders were anxiously looking on. Thomas's anxiety increased when more people ran to the pits. There was a live news show being broadcasted about the show tomorrow night and they were pleasantly surprised when the crew showed up to practice. C'mon baby. Thomas silently begged.

"C'mon Shan. Talk to us." I opened my eyes and blinked away the sand in them. I looked up at several faces and tried to make sense of them. I lifted my hand to my helmet strap and I undid it. "Do you think you can get up?" Garth asked. I pushed my helmet aside and nodded. They help me slowly stand and the crowd started cheering as they helped me limp to the back.

"Okay good. I'll start calling people." Thomas nodded at Carey and sagged with relief onto a chair. A replay of her crash came on and Carey came back. He had no luck trying to get hold of someone so soon.

"Follow my finger." I kept my eye on the doctor's finger and he nodded. "Good. Your speech seems clearer too. You'll have to stay awake for at least 16 hours starting now." I nodded and a nurse came in threw the door.

"She has a call on line three. He's called about 7 times." The doctor pulled a phone away from the wall and handed it to me.

"You should take it easy today and if you feel anything more than a headache come back here immediately. Keep putting ice on your eye to bring down the swelling."

"I have a show tonight."

"I recommend you don't do it but as I understand its your final show so as long as you feel confident about your vision just be careful." I smiled and picked up the phone.

"Hello?"

"Are you OK? I've been trying to get hold of you for the past hour. We've been going nuts."

"Yea I'm fine Carey. I have a concussion and I can barely see out of my left eye because it's so swollen. I'm pretty achy too. I sprained my wrist." Carey sounded relieved and I spoke to him for a few minutes then Chris and Garth took me back to the hotel.

I pumped my fist at the crowd and drove in a circle while I was announced. We all got introduced and the crowd cheered as we did some jumps. We did a high-energy show with lots of air cross overs and all of us did several combos. Jon led us all into the back flip then everyone did moves similar to the holy man and I followed then with the Shannonball. Each of us did a victory lap and then we headed back for our last night at a hotel. I glanced over my shoulder to take a last look at the huge crowd.

I turned my hat around and waved to the two trucks pulling away with their trailers. Seeing everyone leave was harder than I thought.

"Well it was good working with you and hopefully we get to do it again." I gave Chris a huge hug then Rex.

"I will definitely come and see you in Las Vegas. You're not half bad for a girl." I laughed and gave Josh a huge hug.

"He's right. Most of this stuff will end up on our next tape and when I start with another one I'll call you." I hugged Garth then Jon and the other guys. I double-checked the ties on my predator and my YZ then I headed down the road. I rested my head back and turned on my cruise control. All I wanted was to be able to make it home without falling asleep at the wheel.

Well? Hope you liked it

Disclaimer. I dont own the moves or Nate Adams Or the accident.