Mia was getting worse and worse and Mark had to do surgery on her when she relapsed. Amanda and Steve were now at the doctor's lounge. Amanda was sitting, praying, and waiting. While Steve was busy with his phone, trying to reach Jesse.

"Where is he?" he murmured on his phone. Sighing, he hung up and shrugged to Amanda, "No answer"

"Have you paged him?" Amanda asked.

"Yeah"

"So we'll just wait", Amanda said.

After hours sitting in silence, the door was opened. Mark came in with an exhausted face. Amanda and Steve looked at the old man curiously.

"How is she?" Amanda asked.

"Where's Jesse?" not replying, Mark asked back.

"We don't know yet. I tried to call him but there I got no answer. I've paged him though", Steve replied.

Silence, but Steve broke it, "Dad?"

"I failed. She died. I'm sorry", he covered his face with his hands.

Amanda walked to him and hugged him.

Silence.

"Let's find Jesse", Mark uncovered his face and touched Amanda's knee with one hand.

Amanda and Steve nodded. And the three of them walked out.

Gathering at the receptionist, they heard noisy sound behind. They turned around to find paramedics were busy wheeling someone on a gurney.

Mark was curious to look closer. He was shocked when he saw who was lying there, lifelessly. Jesse, in a pool of blood.

"What happened?" Mark asked to one of the paramedics.

"Car accident", he answered.