Authors Note:The story wouldn't upload. Anyway this past week has been nothing short of hell besides that. THANX to everyone who reviewed so far as I said before it is much appreciated. Whaz Up pixie give the critic a break. Liz and Critic your input is important. Anyway back to business this chapter is going to be set the night they were at the hospital. I am going to show everyone's POV's. They maybe OOC but I'm trying and it's only my third fic.

Chapter 5:The Longest Night
*Ruthie*
Sleeping Beauty, yep that's what my sister looks like. Like a fairy tale princess. The picture would be perfect if the machine wasn't in her mouth. The machine that breathed for her. Without it she would die. So if she's sleeping beauty then something will wake her up eventually. I know she'll wake up I can sense it I just don't know when. I'm usually right when I sense things but I could be wrong. NO I'm going to be right. She's going to wake up and then we'll go home. She might be crazy for awhile like Dad was after his heart attack but she'll be ok. After that everything will go back to normal. No more hospital that smells like disinfectent and Lucy will never take the pills again. I know that won't happen but I want it to. The truth is I'm not sensing anything because I don't know anything. I look around the room. Simon is crying and Mom's hugging him. I sit down next to them and she hugs me too. Simon thinks it's his fault but I don't know why. It isn't but he believes it. I don't want to ask him why because he's really upset. He's crying and in front of Matt and Robbie too which means he must be really upset. Matt's sitting on the other side of me. He's just sitting there silently. I can tell he's upset and worried but he's trying not to let anyone see. Robbie is sitting next to them with Sam. His expression is intreasting he's worried like the rest of us but I think he feels out of place. Maybe if Mary was here he wouldn't. I wish she was here I need a sister right now. Dad's sitting next to Robbie holding David and a tear rolls down his cheek. This one of the few times I've seen him cry. I'm already crying I don't think I've stopped since I found out. Everyone is silent and the only noises in the room are the beep of her heart moniter and the sound of crying.

*Robbie*
I don't know if I should be here but I am. I mean I care about Lucy and all but this isn't my family. The Camdens are like family to me though. Sam walks over to me and I pick him up. I look over to Ruthie and Simon, they're crying. Their Mother is trying to comfort them but her expression is as scared and worried as their's is. As for Matt he looks like he got ran over by a truck. I don't blame him I'd probably look like that if one of my brothers ended up in the hospital. The reverend is sitting with David and there's a tear on his cheek. They're going through it together, only one person is missing, Mary. She should be here with her family. They need her and so do I. I miss her a lot but I don't know when she's coming home. I glance over at Lucy. Ruthie's right she does look like a sleeping beauty. That's Ruthie she always has ideas about people. Well she struck a bulls eye with this. I've seen the picture because I read that book to Sam and David. Ruthie had listened outside the door. I hear a few notes of music coming from another room and it triggors a memory. About a week ago Lucy was in a paticularly good mood and she decided to sing the twins a lulaby. She sat next to their cribs and sang. I walked upstairs and Ruthie and Simon were sitting by the door listening. I stopped and listened with them and Matt who was standing in our doorway. When she finished the whole song everyone including Mr. and Mrs. Camden were listening. I look one more time at the whole family then lay back in my chair. They need her especially Simon, he needs her to tell him it's not his fault or he'll blame himself forever. I close my eyes and let tiredness and stress overcome me.

*Simon*
I'm crying, a lot, my face is wet from tears. Mom's hugging Ruthie and me as we cry. My feelings right now sadness and guilt. The worst is the guilt. But you didn't do anything Ruthie had said to me. That's the problem I didn't, I could have stopped this but I didn't. I just let it happen, I should have told, why didn't I? Was it because I wanted to keep my sister's promise or because I was afraid of how mad she'd be if I didn't? I know that neither is the real reason I didn't tell. I think it was because of the look on her face. It just didn't seem like something Lucy would do. This is my sister who was nominated for homecoming queen, worked on Habitat for Humanity, and is going to be a minister. She always had everything together but she didn't look like it that night. Her face had showed so much fear. I'd never seen her that scared and I never wanted to agian. I guess seeing her now was worse though. Ruthie had been right she does look like sleeping beauty but that isn't what makes it bad. She looks like she always does asleep except for the machine. It's creepy, the long tube is taped to her mouth and without it she would die. It breathes for her because she can't do it herself.
"I should have told," I say for the fourth time in the last hour.
"Ssh it's ok," his mother said and tried to comfort him.

*Matt*
I close my eyes. This is as close as I'm going to get to sleep. I'm too worried but I have to hide that. If Simon or Ruthie sees how worried I am it will scare them. Simon already thinks it's his fault. No one blames him but he blames himself. I squeezed my eyes shut tighter. It wasn't working. I'd hoped that by blocking out the sight I might stop thinking about it. That maybe when I opened them it would all be a dream. It's childish I know but it seems more real then the reality. Lucy is in the hospital because she used diet pills. It just didn't sound right. The words 'Lucy' and 'diet pills' didn't even belong in the same sentance yesterday. If someone had told me I wouldn't have believed them. She wouldn't do this, not now she has too much confidence. If she were a few years younger I would believe it but not now. It was true though no matter how much I tried to pretend it wasn't reality was there. I opened my eyes. She still lay there motionless, unconscious and haunting. The respirater tube is taped into her mouth to help her breath. She looks weak and defensless unlike her normal self. Lucy doesn't let things get to her so something really bad must have happened for her to take diet pills. Mom is sleeping by her bedside, Dad finally got her to rest. The doctors had given us two small cots and Sam and David were sleeping on them. They have no idea what's going on, I envy them a little. Ruthie is sleeping and leaning on my shoulder. Her face is still tear stained. Simon's is too but when I look at him he turns away. I don't think he wants anyone to know.
Robbie is sitting on the other side of the room. He's asleep but earlier I could tell he felt out of place. The only person missing is Mary. She's been missing from a lot of things lately though. I wonder if she'll ever come home. I shake my head. Of course she'll come home, for Robbie. I look over to Lucy again and a tear forms in my eye. I wipe it away, I can't cry. She's going to be fine. In my heart I know that but my mind can't stop thinking of all the what if's.
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TBC

A/N: R&R please, hope you liked it. PLEASE PLEASE. Oh well I can't control your minds so I'll just have to wait and see.-A*manda