Disclaimer:
I do not own any of the characters (Except Dean, Linda, Lyndsaie, Lisa, Lenore, Lowden, and Lorianne); I'm not using this for money, yatsa, yatsa, and yatsa.
Prologue:
Lucy Knight's family is coming for a visit from Palm Beach, Florida. She's been really nervous – and surprised when her mother said they were coming a week earlier.
Also: I wrote this prior to Lucy's death. This is AU to any of the episodes about Lucy's death & her mother's visit to the ER.
Lucy's family:
Dean Xander Knight, age 48 – Lucy's father – brown hair, brown eyes, 6' 3", 204 Lbs.
Linda Joan Knight, age 47 – Lucy's mother – blonde hair, blue eyes, 5' 8", 152 Lbs.
(Lucy Avea Knight, age 23 – eldest knight child)
Lyndsaie Ruse Knight, age 16 – golden-brown hair, hazel-blue eyes, 5' 0", 110 Lbs.
Lisa Kloe Knight, age 11 – sandy blonde hair, brown eyes, 4' 6", 87 Lbs.
Lenore Mery Knight, age 7 – dark brown hair, blue eyes, 3' 10", 73 Lbs.
Lois Bobi Knight, age 5 ½ - dark brown hair, brown eyes, 3' 2", 46 Lbs.
Lowden Jett Knight, age 3 – sandy blonde hair, hazel-blue eyes, 2' 10", 32 Lbs.
Lorianne Juli Knight, age 11 mon. – reddish-brown hair, hazel-green eyes, 1' 11", 20 ¾ Lbs.
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To see Lucy
Part Three
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Saturday – 2:16 am
Lyndie opened her eyes, and looked at her sleeping older sister. A photo album was serving as Lucy's pillow, and her white coat was pulled around her, as tight as possible. Lyndie smiled at how peaceful and angelic her sister looked in her slumber.
"She's hasn't gotten much sleep since Thursday. All she's done is run between rooms." John said, seeing Lyndie sit up slowly.
Lyndie looked back at her sister, and patted Lucy's hair. She planted a kiss on the med student's hair, and sighed. Lucy had always been the strong one, after all she was the oldest, and she had always been there for Lyndie through thick and thin. Lucy had made sure Lyndie understood she was loved and even protected her from bullies at school. "I'm going to miss her." Lyndie murmured.
John walked over and looked at her, "What does that mean?"
"I know she told you about me and the whole cancer thing. I know you understand that statement, Dr. Carter." Lyndie looked at him, "I've been curious about something. Do you…you know, like my sister, even a little bit?"
He was taken aback for a moment, "A little, but I can't date my apprentice."
"Really?" Lyndie smiled, "Oh, well." She sighed, and then took the photo album from underneath her sister's head. She gently opened the cover and looked in at the pictures. She gestured for John to come look at them. He obliged and sat down in a chair to her right. She pointed to a picture of herself in a field hockey uniform. "That's me last year. I've been on the school field hockey team since I was in fifth grade. Coach Diaz wouldn't let me join this year. She said she didn't want to risk my health. I…umm…I've actually known longer then I told Luce by like three months. I miss playing."
John smiled at her, "Who's that?" He asked, pointing to a picture on the opposite page.
"That's Lucy, Lori, and Allie-Marie. She's my friend's baby sister. I'm her godmother." The teen said, proudly.
"Cool."
Lyndie giggled, "I've never heard an adult say cool. I guess there's a first for everything."
John smiled and pointed at another picture, "Is that Lucy?" He looked closely at the teenager in a black and white field hockey uniform with a field hockey stick, and below the picture was one of a teenager in a black and white cheerleading uniform.
"Yep! Luce was always into that stuff. That's why I took up field hockey, so I could be like her. I'm on another team all for myself, though."
"What's that?"
"Lacrosse." Lucy said, looking up at her sister.
"Morning, Lucy."
"Morning, Lyndie. So are you showing off pictures of you?"
"Maybe." Lyndie said, shutting the photo album, "I'm hungry. Would you get me something? Preferably, I'd like all of it to be junk food."
Lucy stretched and stood up, "Big surprise. You do remember that hospital food is all that's here. There isn't any menu to this place."
"I know, I know." Lyndie laughed, "Oh! And do me a favor, bring me one of the short stuffs."
Lucy looked at her watch, "It's two in the morning. I'm not waking them up. You know how Lowden gets when you wake him up too early."
"Sorry." Lyndie said, before shooing her sister out of the room. John followed, and walked with her to the elevator.
"She's sweet." He said, as the elevator began to move.
"She's Lyndsaie Ruse. She is always like that. She loves to talk and show off those pictures." She replied, as the doors slid open and they stepped out.
He nodded and followed her, as she grabbed a tray and began to put food on it. "Do me a favor and get a chocolate bar. Preferably Hershey's."
"Sure." He got it and walked back. He put it on the tray, next to the disgustingly sugary soda, "I…umm…talked to your mother. She told me about your father."
Lucy continued to grab for things from the selection, "And?"
"She's finally going to do something about him."
"She says that every time, Carter. Every single time! She won't do it. She's just trying to frighten him into signing the form." She said, pulling out some money from her pocket to pay the cashier. She began to walk over to the elevator.
"You do remember that since we're in a different state, there isn't any forms to sign. Benton or Romano could do the surgery." He said, as they stepped onto the elevator again.
Lucy nodded, "I don't want Romano anywhere near my sister. The man is a pervert."
"And I thought you didn't notice." John teased, making her smile, "Well, if you don't want him near her, I could push Benton into it."
Lucy nodded again, "Thanks." They stepped off the elevator. As they walked to Lyndie's room, they passed the nurse' station, "I never thought anyone but my mom and my sisters and Lowden actually cared about me." She said, reaching the door and walking in – leaving behind John, Carol, Kerry, and a group of astonished nurses.
Saturday – 5:59 am
"She said that?" Doug asked for the sixth time in the past hour. He'd arrived back at the ER for another shift at four, and was amazed to hear what Lucy had said pass from mouth to mouth. Apparently, some of what her father had said had affected her.
"Yes, Doug!" Carol sighed, "You know she's amazed me since day one and now this! How could she think that?"
"Many years of abuse." Mark replied, walking over and sitting down, "I called around to some friends I know from Palm Beach. That form that both parents have to sign, it's not necessary like in every other place. Dr. Miller is Dr. Joanna Miller – Dean Knight's former fiancée. Shortly after getting engaged, Dean met Linda. He decided to marry her instead of Joanna, and she's been looking to destroy the family ever since. I don't think she knows about what Dean is like now, but what ever made her forge that form either she knew he wouldn't sign it, or she was going to botch the surgery in some way."
The doctors watched Lucy once again emerge from the room. She was supporting Lyndsaie, and walking slowly towards the desk.
"She wanted out. Never did like to sit still." Lucy said, sitting her sister in the chair that had been occupied by Mark just a few seconds before.
"Just like my big sister." Lyndie teased.
"In more ways then one."
"Oh, ha ha ha." Lyndie stuck out her tongue and the adults laughed.
Lucy looked at the people in front of her, "I talked to my mom. She said that if we could find someone to do the surgery in County, then do it."
"We'll work on it." Doug said, smiling.
"I'm going to take her upstairs and see our sisters. We want to see Lorianne once more, just incase." She walked over to get a wheelchair for Lyndie, and helped her into it. Lucy sighed, and pushed the chair to the elevator.
Kerry watched them, "They're so strong, so happy together."
"They rely on each other. That's probably why they're still alive. Neither ran away or committed suicide or is overly sensitive. They had each other to keep them in reality." Doug said, looking at the group, "We'll have to keep it that way."
Saturday – 6:10 am
Lucy pushed open the door and wheeled Lyndie into the room. Both girls' eyes were already misty, as they looked at the youngest Knight child. Lorianne was still a baby – not even a year old. Neither wanted to give in to the fact that she had traded places with Lonnie, who had gotten a little better, and that Lori was now the one knocking on death's door.
Lyndie picked up the tiny fist, which, just a day or so before, had made Lori know who was there. Now the little girl's sightless eyes were closed, and a tube was down her throat. IVs were attached to her arms, which looked frail to begin with. All the color in her skin was gone, replaced by iodine in places were stitches and needles were on her body. Lyndie could only place her head on the bars and stroke the child's hand. "Lori, I'm sorry. I should have let mommy drive. I'm sorry, but you know what? When we leave, I'm going to take you and Denny swimming and we're going to drive all day to Disney world and have a great time."
Lucy sighed, and left Lyndie to Lori. She walked over to Lisa and looked at her. Lisa was in the same state as she had been since her admittance, which at least kept everyone's hopes up – she hadn't deteriorated. Some of the equipment had actually been removed, which made Lucy smile – then she looked back at Lori and Lyndie. She looked away, and walked over to Lonnie. With any available time that Lucy had, she had spent it with the seven-year old, and the twenty-three year old figured that that was why Lonnie had gotten at least a little bit better. Lucy picked up Lonnie's hand, "Lon, I'm here again. I know that I promised I wouldn't leave you, and I'm not, but I need to spend some time with Lorianne and Lyndsaie. They are both very sick, okay, and I just want to spend some time with them." She took a deep breath and went on, "Lonnie, I love you and I need you to keep getting better, okay? I'm still going to be here, in this room. Just a little more hand holding for Lori, okay? I'm not abandoning you, remember that." She finished, and leaned over to kiss her forehead. Lonnie's heart monitor bleeped, as if Lonnie was saying it were okay, and Lucy kissed her again. She put down the child's hand and walked back over to Lisa.
She looked at the eleven-year old, and then picked up her hand. She talked to her for a moment, about everyone, and then told her the same thing as Lonnie. She kissed her on the head, too, and was given the same response. She stood there for a few minutes, just admiring the beauty of her little sister – something that she had always seen, but never truly seen at the same time. Lucy sighed and put down Lisa's hand. She walked back to Lori and Lyndie, "Ready to go?" She asked, Lyndie.
"No, but I guess we should." Lyndie said, putting down Lori's hand.
"You know what? I'm going to stay a little longer." Lucy said, picking up Lori's hand. Lyndie sighed, and watched her sister for a second, then wheeled her self to Lisa's bedside. She picked up Lisa's hand and put her head down on the bed. She watched Lonnie from there, and silently prayed for her sisters.
Saturday – 8:29 am
Lyndie looked out the door, and snuck passed the nurses' desk. She waited for the electronic door, stepped into the cool Chicago air, and went over to her sister. Lucy looked down at the teen, and hugged her, "You really should be inside."
"Well, we came to Chicago to see you and to see the town, I might as well see something besides the very interesting Cook County General Hospital." Lyndie replied, "Anyway, I really don't want to be in the same place as him. I would rather be shot in the head."
Lucy sighed, and hugged Lyndie to her, "I wish I could take you and Lowden and our sisters and run from here. We could go where ever we wanted and see everything."
"Me too." Lyndie's eyes watered and she cried in her sister's arms.
Saturday – 9:00 am
"You talked Benton into it, right?" Carol asked John. John had told the group that by nine am, he would have an answer about Benton, so the worried staff had assembled at nine on the dot to hear what he had to say.
"Yes." John replied.
"What'd he say?"
"That he'll do it." John said, smiling. He was going to have to baby-sit Reese for a few days while Benton was on shifts, but John didn't care. He was too happy.
Lucy looked at him and smiled the biggest smile that the staff had ever seen, "I have to go tell Lyndie." She walked away.
John looked at the others, "So, now that Lyndie's settled…What do we do about Lucy?"
"I don't know. What about a day off?"
"No! Lu-Lu hates to be alone!" A tiny voice said, from behind the adults.
Everyone's heads turned to look at the keeper of the voice. Two children, one with brown hair and brown eyes and the other with sandy-blonde hair and hazel-blue eyes, stood there – Lois Bobi and Lowden Jett. The two stood there, and then Lois spoke again, "Lu-Lu likes being with you. She thinks you're fun."
John moved, "Thank you, Lois. Now could you tell me how you got down here?" He was curious how their IVs had come out and they'd gotten down to the ER.
"Lu-Lu left her book home and Lyndie read it and then showed me somein' and I read it and I used it! Have you seen Lu-Lu? We've looked ev-er-y-where! Even on da' roof!" Lowden said, talking like a two-year old, but then again – he was only three.
"Oh. You know what? I think you can help us with something, okay?" He said, picking up Lowden and then Lois. He walked back to the desk and put them on the counter.
"What?" Lois asked, excitedly.
"We want to surprise Lucy with something."
"I love surprises!" Lois made like she was thinking, "Denny! Think!" She demanded and Denny, too, made like he was thinking.
"Fishing scrap do hit?" He asked, in a language spoken by three people. Lois was about to reply when another voice cut in.
"We ut really quiet frish lick fried gnat snap vat. Redo non-practical opal ghetto French faction dean?" Lyndie said.
Lucy laughed, "I really hate when you three speak in Knight talk. Could you please use English?"
"Three window quiet de-et beet deed." Lyndie said, and then spoke again, "How'd you two…never mind. Dad's wrath was enough. I don't even want to deal wit' Luce's."
"Lemme guess…I left one of my books home, you read it, showed them the part that I told you about, and they remembered."
"Read my mind." Lyndie teased and then picked up Denny. She smiled at him, "This is the guy you hafta watch out for. He's tricky and michivious." She threw him in the air lightly and caught him. She joined in his laughter and then followed Lucy, as she walked to the elevator with Lois' hand in hers.
"Well, Who's gonna go up there and ask Linda?" Kerry asked.
Everyone jumped and practically yelled, "me!".
A teenage boy, about sixteen with blonde-hair, blue-eyed, and 5'7" stood behind the desk, "Lyndie!"
"Jon!" She yelled happily and collapsed into his arms, "I missed you and the munchkin so much!" She squealed.
John Carter looked at the two, "I'm guessing that this is the Jonathan Andrews I've heard so much about?"
Lyndie nodded, "Yep. This is my guy." A cry came from the floor beside Jon, and he reached down to pick something up. "You brought her! Oh, Jon, thank you so much!" She said, as he came back to a standing position, with a squirming baby girl in his arms. Lyndie took the baby, and kissed Jon, before looking sheepishly at the adults, "This is m…our daughter. Her name is Molly Lyn Coralie." She looked back at the baby she held, and kissed Molly's forehead.
"You had a baby?" Came a whispered voice. Lucy had walked over in time to hear Lyndie's confession – and Lucy wasn't exactly happy.
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Dani Charlie
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