"Hey," David walked in and shut the door. "How are you?"
"I feel like I was just in a train wreak," CJ slowly moved her head over. "You came."
"Yeah, I heard that my brother and his best friend were in an accident," He smirked as he sat down next to her. "Are you feeling okay?"
"They gave me some pain medication earlier, so I'm feeling fine."
"I bet you are," David smiled and kissed CJ on the forehead.
"I'm so sorry David," CJ cried. "I made him get on the train so I didn't have to pay for gas."
"CJ, it wasn't your fault."
"I made him get on the train," CJ felt the tears fall down her face. She looked up and stared at the ceiling as the tears flowed.
"CJ, you need to concentrate on getting better," David rubbed her arm. "You have to get better."
"What's the news on Toby?" CJ finally looked over at him. She noticed the redness in his eyes, part from lack of sleep and part from crying.
"Well, he's out of surgery," David grabbed her hand. "CJ."
"I need to know if he's going to be okay," She whispered. She knew from the look on David's face that it didn't look good.
"He's hooked up to a ventilator right now. He seems to be having problems breathing on his own."
"But this is only temporary, right?" CJ felt the grip on her hand get tighter.
"There're not sure," David whispered. "The doctor said that after five days, there're not going to have any choice but to." David put his head down and started crying.
"Nothing is going to happen," CJ squeezed her eyes shut to fight back the tears. "He's going to be okay. I know it."
"I know," David nodded. "I just don't want to lose my brother," He felt more tears stream down his face.
"I can't lose him," CJ cried as well. "He's the only thing I have."
David rested his head on CJ's arm and cried. CJ looked up at the ceiling again and closed her eyes. She hoped that wherever Toby was right now, he would find his way back to them.
~TOBY~
~~~~What the hell is going on? One minute I'm in the damn train because CJ doesn't have gas in her car, and now I'm in this dark hole. Did I miss something? I mean I can't see a damn thing. I told CJ this was a bad idea, but did she listen to me? Does she ever listen to me? No. She thinks she's always right and I'm always wrong. Speaking of CJ, where the hell is she? She was on the train with me, shouldn't she be right next to me? She's probably hiding out right now afraid to face me. And she better be afraid. I'm going to kill her after I find her. But shouldn't there be more people around me? I mean, the train was packed, where is everyone? Oh, this is a joke, right? Everyone is getting back at me for messing with everyone last week. I got it.
You can come out now! I know you're out there! ~~~~~
"Mr. Ziegler, please stop yelling," A man walked over.
"Are you part of this whole plot too?" Toby snapped. "Listen, I'm cold, it's dark, and I'm getting pissed."
"I'm here to take you home," The man grabbed Toby's arm.
"I can find my own way home," Toby brushed him off and started walking, but couldn't find his way out. "Where's the door?"
"I'm the door," The man looked over at him. "It's time Toby."
"Time for what?" Toby snapped. "Listen, thanks for your help, but tell CJ that this joke of hers isn't funny and I'll be at home."
"CJ's already back."
"Back where? Who the hell are you?"
"I'm the person that takes people where they need to go."
"Whatever you say pal," Toby smirked. "Maybe you should get some help."
"You don't remember the accident, do you?"
"What accident?" Toby looked around. "Last thing I remember I was on the train. We were having some turbulence or something, then I woke up here."
"The train collided with another train. It caused a lot of people to lose their lives."
"What?" Toby asked quietly, he didn't want this to be true.
"Over 100 people are dead." The man pointed over and the lights around them turned on. Toby saw all these people start walking through a gate.
"Where are they going?" Toby whispered.
"Heaven," The man put his hand on Toby's shoulder. "Are you ready?"
"Wait!" Toby walked away. "I'm not going in there."
"What, you want to go downstairs instead?" The man smirked.
"I'm still alive, see." Toby grabbed his face. "This is me."
"I'm sorry Mr. Ziegler. But this is something that just happened. We weren't expecting you for another forty years. That is, if you stopped smoking," The man opened his book. "Yep, right here. You were supposed to live past eighty my friend."
"So why are you here wanting me to go through that gate thing?" Toby whined. "No, I want to go back home."
"I'm here to take you home Toby. They're trying everything to help you at the hospital, but it's too late."
"So this is it?" Toby looked over at the gate. "I'm done?"
"I'm afraid so."
"Before I go, I need to make sure CJ's okay."
"She's fine. She made it," The man nodded.
"Nothing happened to her?"
"She's going to have some problems, but she'll be fine."
"Can I wait, just a little longer? Please," Toby looked around. "What if they can do something to save me?"
"It's up to the big man upstairs Toby."
"Please. Just a little longer. I just want to be able to say goodbye to my friends."
"You will never wake up from the coma that you're in Toby," The man looked into Toby's determining face. "But maybe I can wait to take you until everyone has a chance to say goodbye to you."
"Thank you," Toby smiled.
"But after all the goodbyes, you're coming with me."
"I will," Toby looked down as the man sent his spirit back up to his body.
TBC
"I feel like I was just in a train wreak," CJ slowly moved her head over. "You came."
"Yeah, I heard that my brother and his best friend were in an accident," He smirked as he sat down next to her. "Are you feeling okay?"
"They gave me some pain medication earlier, so I'm feeling fine."
"I bet you are," David smiled and kissed CJ on the forehead.
"I'm so sorry David," CJ cried. "I made him get on the train so I didn't have to pay for gas."
"CJ, it wasn't your fault."
"I made him get on the train," CJ felt the tears fall down her face. She looked up and stared at the ceiling as the tears flowed.
"CJ, you need to concentrate on getting better," David rubbed her arm. "You have to get better."
"What's the news on Toby?" CJ finally looked over at him. She noticed the redness in his eyes, part from lack of sleep and part from crying.
"Well, he's out of surgery," David grabbed her hand. "CJ."
"I need to know if he's going to be okay," She whispered. She knew from the look on David's face that it didn't look good.
"He's hooked up to a ventilator right now. He seems to be having problems breathing on his own."
"But this is only temporary, right?" CJ felt the grip on her hand get tighter.
"There're not sure," David whispered. "The doctor said that after five days, there're not going to have any choice but to." David put his head down and started crying.
"Nothing is going to happen," CJ squeezed her eyes shut to fight back the tears. "He's going to be okay. I know it."
"I know," David nodded. "I just don't want to lose my brother," He felt more tears stream down his face.
"I can't lose him," CJ cried as well. "He's the only thing I have."
David rested his head on CJ's arm and cried. CJ looked up at the ceiling again and closed her eyes. She hoped that wherever Toby was right now, he would find his way back to them.
~TOBY~
~~~~What the hell is going on? One minute I'm in the damn train because CJ doesn't have gas in her car, and now I'm in this dark hole. Did I miss something? I mean I can't see a damn thing. I told CJ this was a bad idea, but did she listen to me? Does she ever listen to me? No. She thinks she's always right and I'm always wrong. Speaking of CJ, where the hell is she? She was on the train with me, shouldn't she be right next to me? She's probably hiding out right now afraid to face me. And she better be afraid. I'm going to kill her after I find her. But shouldn't there be more people around me? I mean, the train was packed, where is everyone? Oh, this is a joke, right? Everyone is getting back at me for messing with everyone last week. I got it.
You can come out now! I know you're out there! ~~~~~
"Mr. Ziegler, please stop yelling," A man walked over.
"Are you part of this whole plot too?" Toby snapped. "Listen, I'm cold, it's dark, and I'm getting pissed."
"I'm here to take you home," The man grabbed Toby's arm.
"I can find my own way home," Toby brushed him off and started walking, but couldn't find his way out. "Where's the door?"
"I'm the door," The man looked over at him. "It's time Toby."
"Time for what?" Toby snapped. "Listen, thanks for your help, but tell CJ that this joke of hers isn't funny and I'll be at home."
"CJ's already back."
"Back where? Who the hell are you?"
"I'm the person that takes people where they need to go."
"Whatever you say pal," Toby smirked. "Maybe you should get some help."
"You don't remember the accident, do you?"
"What accident?" Toby looked around. "Last thing I remember I was on the train. We were having some turbulence or something, then I woke up here."
"The train collided with another train. It caused a lot of people to lose their lives."
"What?" Toby asked quietly, he didn't want this to be true.
"Over 100 people are dead." The man pointed over and the lights around them turned on. Toby saw all these people start walking through a gate.
"Where are they going?" Toby whispered.
"Heaven," The man put his hand on Toby's shoulder. "Are you ready?"
"Wait!" Toby walked away. "I'm not going in there."
"What, you want to go downstairs instead?" The man smirked.
"I'm still alive, see." Toby grabbed his face. "This is me."
"I'm sorry Mr. Ziegler. But this is something that just happened. We weren't expecting you for another forty years. That is, if you stopped smoking," The man opened his book. "Yep, right here. You were supposed to live past eighty my friend."
"So why are you here wanting me to go through that gate thing?" Toby whined. "No, I want to go back home."
"I'm here to take you home Toby. They're trying everything to help you at the hospital, but it's too late."
"So this is it?" Toby looked over at the gate. "I'm done?"
"I'm afraid so."
"Before I go, I need to make sure CJ's okay."
"She's fine. She made it," The man nodded.
"Nothing happened to her?"
"She's going to have some problems, but she'll be fine."
"Can I wait, just a little longer? Please," Toby looked around. "What if they can do something to save me?"
"It's up to the big man upstairs Toby."
"Please. Just a little longer. I just want to be able to say goodbye to my friends."
"You will never wake up from the coma that you're in Toby," The man looked into Toby's determining face. "But maybe I can wait to take you until everyone has a chance to say goodbye to you."
"Thank you," Toby smiled.
"But after all the goodbyes, you're coming with me."
"I will," Toby looked down as the man sent his spirit back up to his body.
TBC