For notes and disclaimers, see part 1.
Part 2
When CJ was in the cab on the way to the hospital, she turned on her cell phone. She sighed when she saw that she had eight missed messages from Toby.
"Are we there soon?" CJ asked the driver impatiently.
"I'm sorry, ma'am. There's a lot of traffic today."
CJ sighed and leaned back, knowing there was nothing else she could do. She hadn't understood most of what the doctor had told her earlier on the phone, but she did understand that her brother and his wife were dead. She also understood that her nephew Aaron wasn't doing well. She wasn't sure how Miranda was doing, but knew that she was still alive.
Her cell phone interrupted her thoughts. She wanted to throw the phone out on the highway when she saw it was Toby, again. But she knew it was better to bite the bullet and tell him what had happened. At least, give it a try.
"Toby," she said coldly.
"CJ? How are you doing?"
Out of Toby's concern in his voice, she understood that Carol had told him what had happened.
"What do you think?" Her tone was sarcastic and angry.
"I'm sorry about before." He was quiet for a while. "Is there anything I can do?"
CJ closed her eyes and swallowed her anger, knowing that she couldn't stay mad at him long, especially not in a situation like this. "No, but thanks for asking."
"CJ, come on. There has to be something I can do."
She had an answer to that, but she could never ask him. Instead, she said, "No, there's nothing you can do, Toby." He was quiet for a few seconds, as if he wanted to ask something. "How are they?"
CJ swallowed the lump in her throat before answering. "Michael and Karen are dead. Aaron and Miranda. they're alive but Aaron is not doing well."
"Have you seen them yet?"
"No, I'm on the way to the hospital. I just wish it wasn't such fucking traffic! It'll take me an hour before I get there."
The driver turned around and smiled slightly. "Excuse me, ma'am, but we're here."
CJ looked out and noticed that they were on the parking. "Toby, I got to go. We're here."
"CJ."
She didn't have time to listen to what he was going to say, before hanging up. She took her laptop and briefcase and stepped out of the cab. It was all she had time to pick up before jumping on the plane.
A nurse showed her to a waiting room and soon a doctor came and joined her.
"Ms. Cregg?" CJ nodded. "I'm Dr. Jason Lucas. We spoke earlier on the phone. I'm so sorry for your loss."
"Thanks. How are Aaron and Miranda?"
"Miranda is doing miraculously well, just a few bruises and a broken arm."
"Thank God. And Aaron?"
The doctor looked away for a short second. "I'm sorry, Ms. Cregg. We just lost him."
TBC.
Part 2
When CJ was in the cab on the way to the hospital, she turned on her cell phone. She sighed when she saw that she had eight missed messages from Toby.
"Are we there soon?" CJ asked the driver impatiently.
"I'm sorry, ma'am. There's a lot of traffic today."
CJ sighed and leaned back, knowing there was nothing else she could do. She hadn't understood most of what the doctor had told her earlier on the phone, but she did understand that her brother and his wife were dead. She also understood that her nephew Aaron wasn't doing well. She wasn't sure how Miranda was doing, but knew that she was still alive.
Her cell phone interrupted her thoughts. She wanted to throw the phone out on the highway when she saw it was Toby, again. But she knew it was better to bite the bullet and tell him what had happened. At least, give it a try.
"Toby," she said coldly.
"CJ? How are you doing?"
Out of Toby's concern in his voice, she understood that Carol had told him what had happened.
"What do you think?" Her tone was sarcastic and angry.
"I'm sorry about before." He was quiet for a while. "Is there anything I can do?"
CJ closed her eyes and swallowed her anger, knowing that she couldn't stay mad at him long, especially not in a situation like this. "No, but thanks for asking."
"CJ, come on. There has to be something I can do."
She had an answer to that, but she could never ask him. Instead, she said, "No, there's nothing you can do, Toby." He was quiet for a few seconds, as if he wanted to ask something. "How are they?"
CJ swallowed the lump in her throat before answering. "Michael and Karen are dead. Aaron and Miranda. they're alive but Aaron is not doing well."
"Have you seen them yet?"
"No, I'm on the way to the hospital. I just wish it wasn't such fucking traffic! It'll take me an hour before I get there."
The driver turned around and smiled slightly. "Excuse me, ma'am, but we're here."
CJ looked out and noticed that they were on the parking. "Toby, I got to go. We're here."
"CJ."
She didn't have time to listen to what he was going to say, before hanging up. She took her laptop and briefcase and stepped out of the cab. It was all she had time to pick up before jumping on the plane.
A nurse showed her to a waiting room and soon a doctor came and joined her.
"Ms. Cregg?" CJ nodded. "I'm Dr. Jason Lucas. We spoke earlier on the phone. I'm so sorry for your loss."
"Thanks. How are Aaron and Miranda?"
"Miranda is doing miraculously well, just a few bruises and a broken arm."
"Thank God. And Aaron?"
The doctor looked away for a short second. "I'm sorry, Ms. Cregg. We just lost him."
TBC.