Everyone then went to the room and checked on Paige along with Ralph who was sitting in a chair next to his mom's bed, holding her hand while crying.
"Ralph, what's wrong?" Walter asked.
Ralph sniffled before wiping his eyes on his left shirt sleeve.
"W, Walter?" Ralph sniffed.
Walter then hugged Ralph.
"It's me buddy, we heard what happened on the news and came as soon as we did." Walter replied.
Suddenly, Paige stirred a little before waking up.
"Wha, what's going on? Wait, where's Ralph? Ralph!" Paige panicked.
"It's okay Paige, your in the hospital. Ralph's here, and so is the rest of us." Walter assured.
Paige looked to her left to see Ralph still holding her hand.
"Hi sweetie." Paige smiled before placing her right hand over Ralph's hands.
"Hi mom." Ralph smiled.
"Hey waitress." Happy joked.
"Hi guys. I'm sorry if we scared you so much. I don't know how that all happened. All I wanted to do was bring Ralph to the garage for a sleepover." Paige sighed.
Walter then held Paige's right cheek in his right hand.
"It's alright Paige, I don't think anybody would've expected that to happen." Walter answered.
"I checked the odds, they're incredibly low. And so are the odds of me staying in this hospital for another second. I know they have sanitation standards and such but I just don't trust it. I'm going wait outside." Sylvester commented before leaving the room to get out the building and get some fresh air.
(A/N: I apologize for such the short story. I haven't gotten any ideas lately for it and life has been driving me crazy and all of you I'm sure. So, for those of you reading this fic, I hope this makes you feel better or in the least takes your mind off things for a bit.)