Title: Trouble at Home, chapter 6
Rating: PG for suspense
Author: Em Walters
Author's Notes: Okay, here's chapter 6! I tried to be as medically accurate as possible, but don't sue me if it's a little off. I hope everyone likes it, and thanks to everyone who reviewed part 5!!!!!
Catie steadied herself at the doorway, her eyes focused on the still figure in the bed. She was tempted to turn around, to leave, because she didn't think she could handle talking to Jamie. But somehow she forced herself to walk over beside him, and to sit in a chair next to his bed. She took his cold, limp hand, and just sat there.
Jamie didn't look recognizable. His face was a rainbow of bruises, which disguised his natural color. There was a bandage above his right eye, and another one on his chin. What wasn't purple on his face was pale white, many shades lighter than the normal shade of his face. His eyes were closed, and there was almost an expression of pain on his face. Catie looked Jamie up and down, there was a large bandage on his tractioned knee, and he was so thin. She remembered the doctor saying something about Jamie not eating in two weeks, and it was obvious. His normally thin frame was gaunt looking, he looked like he was all bones. There were tubes everywhere, you could barely see Jamie for all the needles, tubes and machines all around him. Catie looked down at his hand she was holding, not only was it cold, it was bony, and limp. Tears started flowing as Catie whispered. "Oh Jamie, oh Jamie."
She remembered how Dr. Travis said that Jamie may not make it through the night, and the realization hit her. "I've been so stupid," she whispered. "I haven't told you, I haven't told you how I feel. And now it may be too late." She loved Jamie with all her heart. At first it had just been as a friend, but it had grown into something more. She thought about him constantly, but had never said anything about it. She brushed it off, at first, as a harmless crush; but it didn't take long for her to realize that the feelings she kept bottled up inside weren't that of a simple crush. No they were more, much more. She wanted a relationship with Jamie, she wanted a real relationship. But she had never spoke up, she had never taken action, she had never made a move. And now he was laying in front of her, in a coma, and it hit her that he may never speak to her again.
She started crying more than she had cried all night. She sobbed, laying her head on the bed next to his lifeless body. And through her crying she managed three words. "I love you, I love you." she choked out, her head buried in the sheets. She stayed in that position for what seemed like hours, until finally she let exhaustion overtake her, and fell into a fitful sleep.
***********
Everyone in the waiting room had fallen asleep, except for Alex. Val and Tyler were asleep next to each other on a couch, and Hank had finally fallen asleep in a chair. Alex sat, staring at the muted TV, and was left with nothing but his thoughts.
He remembered how he had never liked Jamie very much at first. He had loathed the fact that the teen had been in trouble before, and how different he was from the A-List overachievers he had on the squad. He remembered how Jamie had proved himself, especially when he passed his admissions test on the first try. It had taken the others until their second time to pass, but Jamie had passed with ease. That in itself amazed him, because of what he had heard Jamie didn't do that well in school.
And then there was that time where a man the squad had saved accused them of stealing his wallet. Of course Alex blamed Jamie, thinking that of anyone it had to be him. But after all of the blaming and confusion, it wound up not being Jamie after all. Alex had felt horrible after that, even though he didn't say anything, except to apologize halfheartedly. Jamie had proven himself, and Alex had just forgotten that at the time.
Then another thought plagued him; what was going to happen to Jamie? If he had any relatives they weren't in Kingsport, and foster care was no picnic. Jamie needed a good, caring guardian, and foster care wasn't what he needed, especially after the upbringing he'd had for most of his life. Alex realized, suddenly, what needed to be done. He sighed, how could he do something like that?
A moment later Alex once again looked around the room. There was Hank, Val, Tyler........where was that other girl, Catie, was it? He remembered that she had gone into to see Jamie, but that was hours ago. He suddenly yawned, and realized how tired he was. He was going to go look for Catie, but decided as he drifted off to look for her later.
*******
Catie was sound asleep, her head resting on Jamie's bed, when an unusual sound woke her up. She lifted her head, looking at the sleeping Jamie. Instead of the normal consistent beep of his heart monitor, it was speeding up. The rolling monitor's lines were closer together, and were rapidly quickening. Catie knew that that wasn't a good thing, and that it wasn't normal. "Jamie," she said, worry in her voice.
The monitor kept going faster and faster, and a few seconds later a nurse strode in the room. She looked at the monitor, and ran out. Catie heard her scream "Code Blue, Room 427!"
It was at that moment Catie realized what was going on. She wasn't stupid she knew what 'code blue' meant. Hot tears stung at her eyes as she got hysterical. "No, Jamie, No! Don't die on me, please!!!" She pleaded.
She was interrupted by a team of several nurses and a doctor running into the room. She recognized the doctor who had told them about Jamie, Dr. Travis. He seemed to be heading up whatever they were doing. They crowded in the room, and Catie was pushed back without a word. She was sobbing, everything was going so fast, what were they doing? Her back was pushed against the wall, and she was only able to watch what was going on.
The rapid beep on the heart monitor was getting faster and faster, and suddenly it stopped, and there was a long beeeeeeeeeepppppp as the line went flat.
"No," Catie whispered, shaking violently, "No, no, no," she sank to her knees, she was unable to watch anymore.
"He's flat lining," Dr. Travis yelled out. "Get the paddles, charge them to 50,"
"Yes doctor," the nurse did so "50"
"Clear!" he shocked Jamie. The line was still there. He tried again "Clear!" Still nothing. "Okay, charge it to 100," he waited a moment, and then tried again. "Clear!" he was responded with the droning beep. "C'mon," he whispered, "Work with me here," "Clear!" Nothing. "Clear!" The line was still there. "Clear!" He looked up suddenly to see the look on the Nurses' faces.
"We've lost him," one nurse said sadly.
**Aggggggghhhhhhhh!!!! I know, you want to shoot me right now, but here's the deal. Right now we're looking at a Sunday Release for Part 7. Yeah, that's terrible, but right now, it's all I can do, it might even be Monday. BUT!!! If you guys review a ton, like many many many reviews (hey I like feedback,) then I can probably get it out by Thursday. SOOOOO the fate of the story is in your hands as of whether or not you get the next part sooner, or later. I don't have it written now or anything, I just could squeeze it in if I get mucho reviews!! Kay?
Rating: PG for suspense
Author: Em Walters
Author's Notes: Okay, here's chapter 6! I tried to be as medically accurate as possible, but don't sue me if it's a little off. I hope everyone likes it, and thanks to everyone who reviewed part 5!!!!!
Catie steadied herself at the doorway, her eyes focused on the still figure in the bed. She was tempted to turn around, to leave, because she didn't think she could handle talking to Jamie. But somehow she forced herself to walk over beside him, and to sit in a chair next to his bed. She took his cold, limp hand, and just sat there.
Jamie didn't look recognizable. His face was a rainbow of bruises, which disguised his natural color. There was a bandage above his right eye, and another one on his chin. What wasn't purple on his face was pale white, many shades lighter than the normal shade of his face. His eyes were closed, and there was almost an expression of pain on his face. Catie looked Jamie up and down, there was a large bandage on his tractioned knee, and he was so thin. She remembered the doctor saying something about Jamie not eating in two weeks, and it was obvious. His normally thin frame was gaunt looking, he looked like he was all bones. There were tubes everywhere, you could barely see Jamie for all the needles, tubes and machines all around him. Catie looked down at his hand she was holding, not only was it cold, it was bony, and limp. Tears started flowing as Catie whispered. "Oh Jamie, oh Jamie."
She remembered how Dr. Travis said that Jamie may not make it through the night, and the realization hit her. "I've been so stupid," she whispered. "I haven't told you, I haven't told you how I feel. And now it may be too late." She loved Jamie with all her heart. At first it had just been as a friend, but it had grown into something more. She thought about him constantly, but had never said anything about it. She brushed it off, at first, as a harmless crush; but it didn't take long for her to realize that the feelings she kept bottled up inside weren't that of a simple crush. No they were more, much more. She wanted a relationship with Jamie, she wanted a real relationship. But she had never spoke up, she had never taken action, she had never made a move. And now he was laying in front of her, in a coma, and it hit her that he may never speak to her again.
She started crying more than she had cried all night. She sobbed, laying her head on the bed next to his lifeless body. And through her crying she managed three words. "I love you, I love you." she choked out, her head buried in the sheets. She stayed in that position for what seemed like hours, until finally she let exhaustion overtake her, and fell into a fitful sleep.
***********
Everyone in the waiting room had fallen asleep, except for Alex. Val and Tyler were asleep next to each other on a couch, and Hank had finally fallen asleep in a chair. Alex sat, staring at the muted TV, and was left with nothing but his thoughts.
He remembered how he had never liked Jamie very much at first. He had loathed the fact that the teen had been in trouble before, and how different he was from the A-List overachievers he had on the squad. He remembered how Jamie had proved himself, especially when he passed his admissions test on the first try. It had taken the others until their second time to pass, but Jamie had passed with ease. That in itself amazed him, because of what he had heard Jamie didn't do that well in school.
And then there was that time where a man the squad had saved accused them of stealing his wallet. Of course Alex blamed Jamie, thinking that of anyone it had to be him. But after all of the blaming and confusion, it wound up not being Jamie after all. Alex had felt horrible after that, even though he didn't say anything, except to apologize halfheartedly. Jamie had proven himself, and Alex had just forgotten that at the time.
Then another thought plagued him; what was going to happen to Jamie? If he had any relatives they weren't in Kingsport, and foster care was no picnic. Jamie needed a good, caring guardian, and foster care wasn't what he needed, especially after the upbringing he'd had for most of his life. Alex realized, suddenly, what needed to be done. He sighed, how could he do something like that?
A moment later Alex once again looked around the room. There was Hank, Val, Tyler........where was that other girl, Catie, was it? He remembered that she had gone into to see Jamie, but that was hours ago. He suddenly yawned, and realized how tired he was. He was going to go look for Catie, but decided as he drifted off to look for her later.
*******
Catie was sound asleep, her head resting on Jamie's bed, when an unusual sound woke her up. She lifted her head, looking at the sleeping Jamie. Instead of the normal consistent beep of his heart monitor, it was speeding up. The rolling monitor's lines were closer together, and were rapidly quickening. Catie knew that that wasn't a good thing, and that it wasn't normal. "Jamie," she said, worry in her voice.
The monitor kept going faster and faster, and a few seconds later a nurse strode in the room. She looked at the monitor, and ran out. Catie heard her scream "Code Blue, Room 427!"
It was at that moment Catie realized what was going on. She wasn't stupid she knew what 'code blue' meant. Hot tears stung at her eyes as she got hysterical. "No, Jamie, No! Don't die on me, please!!!" She pleaded.
She was interrupted by a team of several nurses and a doctor running into the room. She recognized the doctor who had told them about Jamie, Dr. Travis. He seemed to be heading up whatever they were doing. They crowded in the room, and Catie was pushed back without a word. She was sobbing, everything was going so fast, what were they doing? Her back was pushed against the wall, and she was only able to watch what was going on.
The rapid beep on the heart monitor was getting faster and faster, and suddenly it stopped, and there was a long beeeeeeeeeepppppp as the line went flat.
"No," Catie whispered, shaking violently, "No, no, no," she sank to her knees, she was unable to watch anymore.
"He's flat lining," Dr. Travis yelled out. "Get the paddles, charge them to 50,"
"Yes doctor," the nurse did so "50"
"Clear!" he shocked Jamie. The line was still there. He tried again "Clear!" Still nothing. "Okay, charge it to 100," he waited a moment, and then tried again. "Clear!" he was responded with the droning beep. "C'mon," he whispered, "Work with me here," "Clear!" Nothing. "Clear!" The line was still there. "Clear!" He looked up suddenly to see the look on the Nurses' faces.
"We've lost him," one nurse said sadly.
**Aggggggghhhhhhhh!!!! I know, you want to shoot me right now, but here's the deal. Right now we're looking at a Sunday Release for Part 7. Yeah, that's terrible, but right now, it's all I can do, it might even be Monday. BUT!!! If you guys review a ton, like many many many reviews (hey I like feedback,) then I can probably get it out by Thursday. SOOOOO the fate of the story is in your hands as of whether or not you get the next part sooner, or later. I don't have it written now or anything, I just could squeeze it in if I get mucho reviews!! Kay?