Mr. Hart stood with his arms around his grieving wife. Dr. Brown handed
Colin's letter over to them to read. Mrs. Hart couldn't bear to look at it
as her husband read it out loud. She wanted so much to blame someone and
her target was Dr. Brown.
"This is all your fault. You should have just left him alone," she said in between sobs. Her husband wrapped his arms around her tighter in order to calm her down.
Andy was dumbfounded. "Mrs. Hart I know how you must feel but Colin would have eventually died from a massive heart attack from the brain clot."
Crying out, "yes but at least I would have had a little more time with him." She started to collapse to the floor but her husband caught her and eased her into a near by chair.
Mr. Hart looked up needing some more questions answered. "What is exactly his status. Will he eventually woke up crippled or what?"
The hard part was still to come. "Well I see two scenarios. First, if he ever does wake up he will be totally reliant on life support systems or he will continue to remain in a coma in which case he still will be on life support systems. Life as he knows it is over. There has been too much brain damage and he will never be able to survive without the use of machines. He will be oblivious to anything and everyone around him. The brain is dead and the only purpose to keep him alive would be to preserve the body. His spirit is already gone."
Mr. Hart became stoic and tried to sound brave. We will honor our son's wishes. Let us see him one last time and then you can pull the plugs."
"NOOOOOO," Mrs. Hart screamed out. Her husband gathered her around the shoulders and escorted her down the hall to take one last look at her son. She was only able to move with the help of her husband and she continued to express her grief. They walked past the waiting room where Amy stood looking on in confusion at the display of grief from Mrs. Hart.
"Mr. & Mrs. Hart, wait what's going on. What's happening." They continued down the hall without giving any recognition to Amy. She tried to follow them but was pushed away. "Wait, please talk to me. Tell me what's going on," she cried out in despair. She felt a hand grab her arm and she was pulled aside by Dr. Brown. She looked up into his eyes with desperation. He gently took her and sat her down and explained what was happening.
Amy let it all sink in and went into shock. She wrapped her arms around her stomach and starting rocking back and forth. "No, no, you were suppose to make him better. You were supposed to help him. This can't be happening. You were the only one. You were sent here for that reason. You failed him. You failed all of us."
"Amy I'm sorry. I tried. I really did.. ."
"You didn't try hard enough." She began yelling. "You didn't try hard enough."
Andy didn't know to do with her. She needed her parents right now and they were back in Everwood. "EPHRAM," he yelled looking around. He needed Ephram to help Amy get through this so that he could go be with the Hart's. He asked a nurse to page Ephram Brown over the hospital's P.A. system to see if he was still in the building.
Ephram was walking the halls when he heard his name being paged. He went running back to the waiting room to see his father struggling with an out -of-control young girl.
Andy heard his son running around the corner and then to a dead stop. He looked up in the pain filled eyes of his father "She needs you right now."
Amy used great force and pushed herself away. "No. I don't need him. I've never needed him and I don't need you either. All I need is Colin." She was backing away from them.
Ephram took a couple of steps towards her and reached out his hand. "Amy. . ."
"She swatted back at him. "Stay the hell away from me. Don't you touch me." She looked up and saw her parents along with Laynie come down the hall. She ran into her mother's arms as Dr. Abbott looked over to Dr. Brown to try and get some answers.
Andy motioned for Harold to step into another room with him. Amy clung to her mother and wept. She looked over to Ephram and spat out in hatred. "Leave. I don't want you here any more. Just go away." Mrs. Abbott pulled Amy aside as to get some distance between them.
Ephram had the same expression on his face that Andy remembers seeing at his mother's funeral. An expressionless stare that left him with an empty feeling inside. Ephram turned to leave as Andy yelled after him.
"Ephram wait. I need to talk to you." Before he could finish his sentence he was being paged over the P.A. system to report to the intensive care unit. Laynie started to walk over to him but he bolted off running through the hospital. Andy came over to Laynie and gently took her by the arm. "I think you should come with me and see your parents."
"This is all your fault. You should have just left him alone," she said in between sobs. Her husband wrapped his arms around her tighter in order to calm her down.
Andy was dumbfounded. "Mrs. Hart I know how you must feel but Colin would have eventually died from a massive heart attack from the brain clot."
Crying out, "yes but at least I would have had a little more time with him." She started to collapse to the floor but her husband caught her and eased her into a near by chair.
Mr. Hart looked up needing some more questions answered. "What is exactly his status. Will he eventually woke up crippled or what?"
The hard part was still to come. "Well I see two scenarios. First, if he ever does wake up he will be totally reliant on life support systems or he will continue to remain in a coma in which case he still will be on life support systems. Life as he knows it is over. There has been too much brain damage and he will never be able to survive without the use of machines. He will be oblivious to anything and everyone around him. The brain is dead and the only purpose to keep him alive would be to preserve the body. His spirit is already gone."
Mr. Hart became stoic and tried to sound brave. We will honor our son's wishes. Let us see him one last time and then you can pull the plugs."
"NOOOOOO," Mrs. Hart screamed out. Her husband gathered her around the shoulders and escorted her down the hall to take one last look at her son. She was only able to move with the help of her husband and she continued to express her grief. They walked past the waiting room where Amy stood looking on in confusion at the display of grief from Mrs. Hart.
"Mr. & Mrs. Hart, wait what's going on. What's happening." They continued down the hall without giving any recognition to Amy. She tried to follow them but was pushed away. "Wait, please talk to me. Tell me what's going on," she cried out in despair. She felt a hand grab her arm and she was pulled aside by Dr. Brown. She looked up into his eyes with desperation. He gently took her and sat her down and explained what was happening.
Amy let it all sink in and went into shock. She wrapped her arms around her stomach and starting rocking back and forth. "No, no, you were suppose to make him better. You were supposed to help him. This can't be happening. You were the only one. You were sent here for that reason. You failed him. You failed all of us."
"Amy I'm sorry. I tried. I really did.. ."
"You didn't try hard enough." She began yelling. "You didn't try hard enough."
Andy didn't know to do with her. She needed her parents right now and they were back in Everwood. "EPHRAM," he yelled looking around. He needed Ephram to help Amy get through this so that he could go be with the Hart's. He asked a nurse to page Ephram Brown over the hospital's P.A. system to see if he was still in the building.
Ephram was walking the halls when he heard his name being paged. He went running back to the waiting room to see his father struggling with an out -of-control young girl.
Andy heard his son running around the corner and then to a dead stop. He looked up in the pain filled eyes of his father "She needs you right now."
Amy used great force and pushed herself away. "No. I don't need him. I've never needed him and I don't need you either. All I need is Colin." She was backing away from them.
Ephram took a couple of steps towards her and reached out his hand. "Amy. . ."
"She swatted back at him. "Stay the hell away from me. Don't you touch me." She looked up and saw her parents along with Laynie come down the hall. She ran into her mother's arms as Dr. Abbott looked over to Dr. Brown to try and get some answers.
Andy motioned for Harold to step into another room with him. Amy clung to her mother and wept. She looked over to Ephram and spat out in hatred. "Leave. I don't want you here any more. Just go away." Mrs. Abbott pulled Amy aside as to get some distance between them.
Ephram had the same expression on his face that Andy remembers seeing at his mother's funeral. An expressionless stare that left him with an empty feeling inside. Ephram turned to leave as Andy yelled after him.
"Ephram wait. I need to talk to you." Before he could finish his sentence he was being paged over the P.A. system to report to the intensive care unit. Laynie started to walk over to him but he bolted off running through the hospital. Andy came over to Laynie and gently took her by the arm. "I think you should come with me and see your parents."
