I don't own the characters or the show

I don't own the characters or the show.

Chapter 18

At least Carey thought it was her. A part of him hoped it wasn't, to see a friend like that after what he had seen in the bathroom would be too much. Just taking one step more he gets his answer, the one he didn't want. It was her.

"Fiona!" At the sound of her name she moans as if to say I'm alive. Carey cautionanly squats down besides her trying to throw up at the sight of her blood. Which was mainly coming from her nose, surely broken and servly too. Her eyes were swollen shut and both corers of her mouth trickled out with blood as well. Her shirt was in several places and looked like it had been stretched and pulled like rope in a tug and war game.

"Oh my God Fiona, are you ok?" Carey knew the answer to that one, but he just wanted to hear her speak She doesn't, doesn't even moan like before. Flashes of his brother and Jack come into Carey's mind. He didn't want that scene to be happening again. The location and character was different but when it came down to it the scene was the same. Knowing he had to do something Carey rises to his feet again.

"I'll be right back. I promise." Leaving the stairwell was one of the must difficult decisions Carey had remembered making in all his life. He always knew it was the only logically one. He runs right to the front desk pushing a 30 something business suit type out of the way, and blocking out his rude comments.

"I need to your use your phone!" Carey screams at the desk clerk who doesn't look up, obviously used to getting screamed at for all reasons under the sun.

"There is a phone for guests to use in the lobby along with several phone booths outside. Now sir how many nights will you be staying with us?" The clerk tells Carey and moves back to the business type man. Preparing to ask or better yet to jump over the counter, out of the corner of his eye Carey sees a man in uniform. He had forgot that half the police force of Cleveland was already here. Pushing the man out of the way once again he charges towards the officer. Being on high alert and seeing someone running right to him the officer gets his hand prepared to draw the gun if necessary.

"My friend is hurt!" Carey calls out noticing the fear in the man's eyes.

"Where at?" He asks with a shaking voice and his hand still in the position.

"The staircase. Can you get officer Marcshall and his partner down here?"

"No there involved with a sitution upsta-"

"Yes I know I'm one that made the call about that. Please hurry up!" Carey was tired of being here, he wanted to be with Fiona. Finally the officer speaks into the walk talkie badge, and then follows Carey to the stairwell.

She was still there; he had been hoping it was just a continuation of his nightmare. The officer quickly requests pardemic assistance. Against all odds both Marcshall and partner were down there in five seconds flat. Marcshall starts to look over Fiona while the other one pulls Carey to the side.

"Is that her?" He asks.

"Yeah that's Fiona." He hiccups out swallowing down a forming lump in his throat.

"Ok. Carey there's not much for you to do here, so let's go find your parents." Carey didn't want that. Finding his parents would mean finding Molly as well. Jack was more then enough for the handle, he wanted to allow her just a few more minutes the hope Fi was still ok.

"I want to stay here."

Come on." The officer says while gently pushing him by the shoulder. They pass the paramedics who were walking a brisk pass. Carey turns back to where he had been to see them start looking her over more closely. Again the officer tugs out his shoulder.

"Carey!" He jumps at the sound of his father's voice. Just to look up directly into Molly's face.

"Is is is is it her?" She finally manages to get out. Carey couldn't answer that he didn't have it in him.

"Mrs. Phillips why don't we go over here and talk ok?" The officer requests of her. Molly just shakes her head violently. At the moment the paramedics reappear into view with the stretcher being put into use.

"Oh God Fiona!" Molly screams Ned grabs her from behind and holds her back. Knowing for Fi to get the help she would need the best thing would be for Molly not crying over her.

"Come I'll give you guys a ride to the hospital." The officer tells them, they nod ok and rush out the door. Passing right by a red headed with snide smile and swallow jaw.