A/N: Hello Spring Break! I think I have decided that this story will come to an end in a few chapters. I have really enjoyed writing it and I would like to thank everyone for sticking with it through these past few months. Most of all I would like to thank those who tolerated my writing style. I really dislike both writing and reading long chapters, and I realize that most may not agree with me, but thanks anyway. This story will definitely have about two or three more chapters that come out of it for the record. Thanks again, please review, and let's send good vibes for a second season!
The next 24 hours were a whirlwind for everyone involved. Colette was picked up by an ambulance and taken to the closest hospital. Dean of, course was by her side the whole way. He carried her out of the plan like some kind of 1940's film hero. And the Doctor followed close behind them like some kind of a loyal dog. He was the only one who was calm enough to explain to the paramedics what had happened. Ted, Laura, Kate and Maggie were left motionless on the tarmac long after the ambulance had disappeared. Sometime during the events Laura had silently clutched Ted's hand. Maggie put a strong arm around Kate, and Kate leaned into her sister.
"The Taxi should be here any second" Maggie bravely broke the silence. They had called one nearly as soon as they landed but the minutes they had to wait for it had been agonizingly long. Now Maggie was sure that she could hear the sound of tires on the ground and the distant sound of an engine. It was their taxi, she was sure of it. Soon they would be by Colette's side along with Dean. She breathed a sigh of relief.
Kate listened hard to see if the distant engine noises were getting louder. She needed there to be a sign that this was the engine that would carry them to Colette and Dean. She needed to personally make sure that these French doctors were doing everything they could to make their Colette as good as new. She stood up a little taller and relied less on her sister to stand. She knew that they each were suffering in their helplessness and she was going to do her best to make it easier on everyone.
Ted and Laura squeezed each others hands, and that was all the strength and the confidence that they needed. Ted knew the thought shouldn't have even crossed his mind but he was grateful that it wasn't Laura who's life was in danger at the moment. He only wished that it hadn't been Colette either. He had like the French woman since the first day they had met. She had an air that made her less intimidating to speak to. Most of all he was sure he just wanted his friend, yes she was a friend, to recover.