A/N: Sorry if it goes to fast…
"Unlikely Hero"
Part 2
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Elsewhere in the cold, gloomy, sad house a tree stood undecorated and a dinner lay uneaten. A pile full of presents rested undisturbed and unwrapped. Christmas has seemed to disappear from the household and a cloud of darkness loomed over, threatening never to let go.
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Jo sat by her nephew's beside as Franz lay shivering asleep in a coma like the time when Nat hit his head in a fight a year or so ago. She stared at the cold body as it became harder and harder for him to breathe, and took his hand. It was like loosing a son., she wondered to herself and thought if maybe she should send for Isabelle.
"Rob, just awoke, he's asking for you." Nan said willing herself not to cry. Mrs. Jo got up and placed a hand on Nan's shoulder. "He's going to die isn't he?" the girl asked.
Jo avoided the answer. "Why do you stay with him while I go check on Rob?" Nan nodded in response. It was odd to her, for as long as Nan had known Franz he had only gotten ill once, in that Measles epidemic and even then he had been up and around trying to help Mrs. Jo in any way he could. Never had he been in bed so sick , so weak.
The young boy so lucky to be alive, smiled at the sight of his mother. Still very much confused regarding the whole incident he only remembered a small portion of what happened, which Jo thought of as a good thing. I'm so blessed to have my son, she thought to herself remained, of how close she came to loosing him. She stayed hours by he's bedside, until soon she and the rest of Plumfield were asleep.
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"Wake up, it's Christmas!" she heard the children call to one another as she woke up the next morning, and Jo almost forgot the nights' misfortune, until those joyous sounds were silenced. Oh God no. she thought thinking the worst, remembering that she had not fallen asleep in Rob's room but actually Franz's.
But, he wasn't died no, he was sitting up, eyes wide open. Mrs. Bhaer turned to him astonished and amazed. "Franz?" she called out happily hugging him, but his only response was "What happened?"
"The doctor said you wouldn't live out the night." Also just as confused as Rob was, Franz began to tell Mrs. Jo about what had happened, how he had been lifted out of the water by an unknown stranger and the so many miraculous things that had led Rob and Franz to still be with them.
"Hark the herald angels sing, glory to the newborn king!" Meg Brooks voice rang through the room, followed by the rest of Plumfield complete with presents and food.
Doctor Pierce and his colleague , were dumfounded they never found out how Franz managed to survive and no one ever came forward as to pulling him out of that icy cold water. It was truly and simly a Christmas miracle.
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"Unlikely Hero"
Part 2
* * *
Elsewhere in the cold, gloomy, sad house a tree stood undecorated and a dinner lay uneaten. A pile full of presents rested undisturbed and unwrapped. Christmas has seemed to disappear from the household and a cloud of darkness loomed over, threatening never to let go.
*~*
Jo sat by her nephew's beside as Franz lay shivering asleep in a coma like the time when Nat hit his head in a fight a year or so ago. She stared at the cold body as it became harder and harder for him to breathe, and took his hand. It was like loosing a son., she wondered to herself and thought if maybe she should send for Isabelle.
"Rob, just awoke, he's asking for you." Nan said willing herself not to cry. Mrs. Jo got up and placed a hand on Nan's shoulder. "He's going to die isn't he?" the girl asked.
Jo avoided the answer. "Why do you stay with him while I go check on Rob?" Nan nodded in response. It was odd to her, for as long as Nan had known Franz he had only gotten ill once, in that Measles epidemic and even then he had been up and around trying to help Mrs. Jo in any way he could. Never had he been in bed so sick , so weak.
The young boy so lucky to be alive, smiled at the sight of his mother. Still very much confused regarding the whole incident he only remembered a small portion of what happened, which Jo thought of as a good thing. I'm so blessed to have my son, she thought to herself remained, of how close she came to loosing him. She stayed hours by he's bedside, until soon she and the rest of Plumfield were asleep.
* ~*
"Wake up, it's Christmas!" she heard the children call to one another as she woke up the next morning, and Jo almost forgot the nights' misfortune, until those joyous sounds were silenced. Oh God no. she thought thinking the worst, remembering that she had not fallen asleep in Rob's room but actually Franz's.
But, he wasn't died no, he was sitting up, eyes wide open. Mrs. Bhaer turned to him astonished and amazed. "Franz?" she called out happily hugging him, but his only response was "What happened?"
"The doctor said you wouldn't live out the night." Also just as confused as Rob was, Franz began to tell Mrs. Jo about what had happened, how he had been lifted out of the water by an unknown stranger and the so many miraculous things that had led Rob and Franz to still be with them.
"Hark the herald angels sing, glory to the newborn king!" Meg Brooks voice rang through the room, followed by the rest of Plumfield complete with presents and food.
Doctor Pierce and his colleague , were dumfounded they never found out how Franz managed to survive and no one ever came forward as to pulling him out of that icy cold water. It was truly and simly a Christmas miracle.
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