Chapter One:
Landon had been sitting at Jamie's bedside for what seemed an eternity. He had gripped her hand tight not daring to let go, afraid that if he did he would loose her forever. He was tired, but the thought that Jamie might not be with him another day kept him awake. The night before was when it started....
*Flashback*
They were at his Mom's house having dinner, both Jamie's and his family. He remembered that before they had left Jamie hadn't felt good, but it seemed to both of them nothing serious. She had had many other type things happen to her since her leukemia had begun to get steadily worse, and they had been a lot worse.
When they got there she had felt better, but was still on the sick side. Everything seemed to be going great. The food that his mom had prepared was great, like usual. His dad was even there, which brought a smile to Jamie's face. In the middle of the meal, she excused herself to go to the bathroom. After awhile, she still hadn't come back. Landon was at that point getting worried,so he left to check on her.
When he came to the door, he heard no one moving or anything inside. He tried to turn the handle, but it was locked. He knocked on the door, but nothing happened.
He remembered that he had rushed back to the table, his face white, making everyone worried. He told them what had or hadn't happened. In that instant Jamie's father, Reverend Sullivan rushed to the bathroom, calling out Jamie's name, panic straining his voice. When he wasn't answered, he looked up at them with desperate eyes."Call the ambulance.." Landon's mother had rushed to the phone, hurriedly making the call.
When the medics arrived, they finally got the door open, showing Jamie crumpled on the floor, unconsious. They rushed her out of the house, and into the ambulance. Not wanting to leave Jamie, Landon demanded to stay with her, and seeing the pain in his eyes as he looked upon his wife, they let him in as well.
*End of Flashback*
That was how they had gotten here. She had been unconsious since then, but wasn't in any real critical stituations... yet. Landon squeezed her lifeless, cold hand harder. He needed her to come back. She was the reason he was who he was. It was because of her that his life had been changed for the better.
He looked down at her, and saw her eyelids flutter juat a little. His eyes shown that at that moment with hope, hope that she would wake. He began to whisper to her, making her eyelids flutter all the more. Slowly, and somewhat painfully it seemed, Jamie opened her eyes. Her smile was large as she looked up at her husband. He smiled at her thanking God for his kindness to him. Then he bent down, and kissed his wife tenderly and carefully on the lips.
"How are you feeling, baby?" he asked her stroking her cheeck with his thumb.
"Good as I can be," she answered, smiling back lovingly at him, but then a darkness covered her face. "How did I get here? What happened?"
He took a deep breath. "Well, you, um.. collasped in my Mom's bathroom. But you're okay now," he reassured her.
Tears began to form in her eyes. "No, Landon, I'm not okay. Something has to be wrong. It has to be getting worse. This hasn't happend to me in a long time!"
He hugged her, but inside he felt helpless. He knew that something must have been wrong, but he didn't want to admit it. "It's gunna be okay, Jamie. I promise you. I won't let anything happen to you." He held her tighter in his arms,as she cried on his shoulder.
A few minutes later, the doctor entered the room. He saw the two together, and stood in silence for a few minutes, watching Landon comforting his wife. "Mr. Carter... may I have a word with you?" he asked. "And as for you, Jamie, I'll see you in a minute."
Landon got up from the bed, but something held him back. It was Jamie. She had his hand in a deathgrip, her eyes pleading with him not to leave her. "I'll be back, I promise. Okay, Mrs. Carter?" he asked, a slight smile curving his lips, as he kissed his wife. Finally, she let go, and Landon left with the doctor, a grim expression setting on his face as he closed the door.
"Well, Mr. Carter," the doctor said. "Seeing the results of her tests, the leukemia seems to be getting stronger. It seems that her body is loosing the will to fight." He looked up at Landon, who himself was on the brink of tears, with sympathetic eyes. "She looks like she doesn't have much longer, unless God himself gives her an exstention. I'm very sorry."
He couldn't even think about loosing her. It just couldn't happen! There had to be away that the both of them could fight this. "Isn't there anything you can do?" he asked desperately.
"She could go under treatments, but she hasn't been responding to them. And in doing that might cause more grief to her than not having them done. But, Mr. Carter, here is my suggestion to you. Do all that you can do with the time that you have now together with each other." Then to close the conversation, the doctor with Landon behind him went back inside Jamie's room.
Landon rushed to her side. He looked at her. She looked so beautiful to him. Even in her worst states, to him she was eternalily beautiful. He sat beside her, and gently rubbed her arm, making her smile and close her eyes.
"So Mrs. Carter, what do we have here?" the doctor asked, flipping through her file. "It seems that you had another leukemia induced incident. Do you remember anything from that time?" he asked her, this time awaiting her answer.
She was silent a few moments trying to remember anything, but nothing came to her. She shook her head answering, "No, I don't remember anything."
"Not what I was hoping. While you were asleep, we ran some tests..." he paused, "Your cancerous cells are becoming more numerous and powerful. There is nothing that we can really do, except pray, and which I will most definately do. Now, though, I recommend that you just rest, and be with the ones you love. I'm sorry that this has to happen this way, but we will try to help you as much as we can, if you need anything ring the bell." And with that he left.
"Landon," Jamie whispered. That was all she had to say before Landon was there for her, as she cried yet again. "I'm scared..."
"I am too, baby. I am too, but you kow what?" he asked pulling away so he could see her face.
"Hmm?" she asked, sniffing.
"We're going to get through this," he answered as he brushed the tears off of her face, kissing her.
Landon had been sitting at Jamie's bedside for what seemed an eternity. He had gripped her hand tight not daring to let go, afraid that if he did he would loose her forever. He was tired, but the thought that Jamie might not be with him another day kept him awake. The night before was when it started....
*Flashback*
They were at his Mom's house having dinner, both Jamie's and his family. He remembered that before they had left Jamie hadn't felt good, but it seemed to both of them nothing serious. She had had many other type things happen to her since her leukemia had begun to get steadily worse, and they had been a lot worse.
When they got there she had felt better, but was still on the sick side. Everything seemed to be going great. The food that his mom had prepared was great, like usual. His dad was even there, which brought a smile to Jamie's face. In the middle of the meal, she excused herself to go to the bathroom. After awhile, she still hadn't come back. Landon was at that point getting worried,so he left to check on her.
When he came to the door, he heard no one moving or anything inside. He tried to turn the handle, but it was locked. He knocked on the door, but nothing happened.
He remembered that he had rushed back to the table, his face white, making everyone worried. He told them what had or hadn't happened. In that instant Jamie's father, Reverend Sullivan rushed to the bathroom, calling out Jamie's name, panic straining his voice. When he wasn't answered, he looked up at them with desperate eyes."Call the ambulance.." Landon's mother had rushed to the phone, hurriedly making the call.
When the medics arrived, they finally got the door open, showing Jamie crumpled on the floor, unconsious. They rushed her out of the house, and into the ambulance. Not wanting to leave Jamie, Landon demanded to stay with her, and seeing the pain in his eyes as he looked upon his wife, they let him in as well.
*End of Flashback*
That was how they had gotten here. She had been unconsious since then, but wasn't in any real critical stituations... yet. Landon squeezed her lifeless, cold hand harder. He needed her to come back. She was the reason he was who he was. It was because of her that his life had been changed for the better.
He looked down at her, and saw her eyelids flutter juat a little. His eyes shown that at that moment with hope, hope that she would wake. He began to whisper to her, making her eyelids flutter all the more. Slowly, and somewhat painfully it seemed, Jamie opened her eyes. Her smile was large as she looked up at her husband. He smiled at her thanking God for his kindness to him. Then he bent down, and kissed his wife tenderly and carefully on the lips.
"How are you feeling, baby?" he asked her stroking her cheeck with his thumb.
"Good as I can be," she answered, smiling back lovingly at him, but then a darkness covered her face. "How did I get here? What happened?"
He took a deep breath. "Well, you, um.. collasped in my Mom's bathroom. But you're okay now," he reassured her.
Tears began to form in her eyes. "No, Landon, I'm not okay. Something has to be wrong. It has to be getting worse. This hasn't happend to me in a long time!"
He hugged her, but inside he felt helpless. He knew that something must have been wrong, but he didn't want to admit it. "It's gunna be okay, Jamie. I promise you. I won't let anything happen to you." He held her tighter in his arms,as she cried on his shoulder.
A few minutes later, the doctor entered the room. He saw the two together, and stood in silence for a few minutes, watching Landon comforting his wife. "Mr. Carter... may I have a word with you?" he asked. "And as for you, Jamie, I'll see you in a minute."
Landon got up from the bed, but something held him back. It was Jamie. She had his hand in a deathgrip, her eyes pleading with him not to leave her. "I'll be back, I promise. Okay, Mrs. Carter?" he asked, a slight smile curving his lips, as he kissed his wife. Finally, she let go, and Landon left with the doctor, a grim expression setting on his face as he closed the door.
"Well, Mr. Carter," the doctor said. "Seeing the results of her tests, the leukemia seems to be getting stronger. It seems that her body is loosing the will to fight." He looked up at Landon, who himself was on the brink of tears, with sympathetic eyes. "She looks like she doesn't have much longer, unless God himself gives her an exstention. I'm very sorry."
He couldn't even think about loosing her. It just couldn't happen! There had to be away that the both of them could fight this. "Isn't there anything you can do?" he asked desperately.
"She could go under treatments, but she hasn't been responding to them. And in doing that might cause more grief to her than not having them done. But, Mr. Carter, here is my suggestion to you. Do all that you can do with the time that you have now together with each other." Then to close the conversation, the doctor with Landon behind him went back inside Jamie's room.
Landon rushed to her side. He looked at her. She looked so beautiful to him. Even in her worst states, to him she was eternalily beautiful. He sat beside her, and gently rubbed her arm, making her smile and close her eyes.
"So Mrs. Carter, what do we have here?" the doctor asked, flipping through her file. "It seems that you had another leukemia induced incident. Do you remember anything from that time?" he asked her, this time awaiting her answer.
She was silent a few moments trying to remember anything, but nothing came to her. She shook her head answering, "No, I don't remember anything."
"Not what I was hoping. While you were asleep, we ran some tests..." he paused, "Your cancerous cells are becoming more numerous and powerful. There is nothing that we can really do, except pray, and which I will most definately do. Now, though, I recommend that you just rest, and be with the ones you love. I'm sorry that this has to happen this way, but we will try to help you as much as we can, if you need anything ring the bell." And with that he left.
"Landon," Jamie whispered. That was all she had to say before Landon was there for her, as she cried yet again. "I'm scared..."
"I am too, baby. I am too, but you kow what?" he asked pulling away so he could see her face.
"Hmm?" she asked, sniffing.
"We're going to get through this," he answered as he brushed the tears off of her face, kissing her.
