Disclaimer: This is your standard, "I don't own 7th Heaven, but it would be nice if I did."
Summary: This is just a little fic about what could happen at the end of season 7.
A/N: I know I ended the last chapter in a bad spot, but I am continuing now so you won't be left hanging about Sam.
(Lucy's POV)
"And as for Samuel Camden," Dr. Evans paused to take a breath and brace herself, "He had a very bad head injury. We did all we could to try and save him, but I am afraid he just did not make it. I am very sorry for your loss. I will let you tell the patients about young Samuel, but I will warn you his brother has been crying for him. Now I will give you some privacy, if you have any questions go to the nurse's station and ask them for help."
I was in a state of complete shock. About an hour ago the big news was that Ruthie had started her period. Now, Sam, my little brother, the cute little boy, was dead. Kevin had moved next to me while the doctor was talking and took my hand in his. He was squeezing it lovingly. All of the sudden I felt dizzy and I fell backwards.
(Kevin's POV)
The news was a big shock. Little Sam was dead. No, he couldn't be, but he was, no is, dead. I was subconsciously squeezing Lucy's hand. She wasn't squeezing back, and I knew she must be in shock. I was about to ask her if she was okay and she went limp. Luckily, I was able to catch her. With Matt's help I moved her over to the row of chairs a few feet away. I laid her down across the chairs and gently tried to wake her.
"Ohhhhhhhhh," she moaned.
"Luce, are you okay sweetie?" I asked with concern.
"No. My little brother is dead. How will David cope with this? What about mom and dad and-" she broke off and burst into tears.
I sat down and took her into my arms protectively. She wrapped her arms around me and cried hard. Harder than I had ever seen her cry before. Roxanne and Chandler were watching us and Chandler mouthed," Is she okay?" I shrugged my shoulders. She was really taking the news hard. I couldn't blame her. I would be devastated if Ben was killed. I wonder if anyone's called Ben yet, or Mary for that matter. Poor Mary, off on a plane somewhere, oblivious to the fact that her family was in a car accident. Lucy had her head buried in my shoulder and did not notice that I too, was crying. It's not manly to cry, but I loved Sam. He was a cute little kid, my brother-in-law actually.
It suddenly occured to me that I hadn't heard anything about the guy that hit them. I swung into cop mode and let Matt comfort his sister. I stepped out into the hall and spotted Detective Michaels.
"Oh, hello Kevin," he said wearily.
"Hello sir. Nobody has said anything about the car that the Camdens. Is there something that I am missing here?" I asked with growing suspicion.
"Well, you see it's a touchy subject for someone involved. You know that guy that Paris Petrowski was dating that turned out to be scum?"
"Oh you mean the guy that was threatening Peter?"
"That's the guy. Well, he um, he was the one that hit them. He was drunk, killed on impact," Michaels explained.
I was speechless. I had no idea how to react to that.
"Now, I told you because you're a police officer, but let me tell Ms. Petrowski myself," he said, " then it's up to her who she tells."
I nodded.
(Annie's POV)
I didn't know where I was at first. After a moment, I realized it was a hospital room, but what had happened? Why can't I remember? Oh wow, my head hurt. A nurse walkd in.
"Excuse me," I said.
"Oh you're awake," she said, seemingly startled," let me get a doctor."
She left the room and left me alone. A moment later, a doctor came into the room.
"Well hello, Mrs. Camden. How are we feeling?" he asked.
I don't know about we, I thought and said," Not so good. What happened?"
"Okay, you want to get right to the point and that's fine. You were in a car accident and suffered a grade three concussion," the doctor explained.
I sat for a moment trying to recall the accident. My mind was blank. Then I remembered," What about my kids? Are they okay? Please tell me they are okay."
"Actually I don't know, but I think your husband is here. He could come and see you. He probably knows. Would you like him to come in?" he asked.
"Yes," I replied.
(Simon's POV)
Not this. One of the twins dead. No, noway. Not the little boys who I prayed would be boys. They can't be dead. It's just not possible. I look into Cecilia's eyes and break down. Why? Why would God allow something like this? He was just a little kid. Cecilia embraced me and stroked my hair. I was upset and angry. This was wrong. David couldn't have just broken his arm while his brother, in the very same car was dead. It's not right. Across the room Lucy was in Kevin's arms crying. Matt was just standing there looking dumb-founded. Dad was ghostly white. This can't be good for his heart, I thought. This is the first time that I noticed Chandler and Roxanne are still here. They must pretty uncomfortable. Although Chandler's a minister, shouldn't he be trying to help? Who am I kidding, this is a helpless situation.
(David's POV)
"Momma? Daddy? Sam? Where are you?" I cried.
I am scared. I am in a scary room with a bunch of strange people. I don't know where my mommy or my daddy or my brother are. Something feels wrong. I don't know what, but something just isn't right. First our car got hitted by another car and mommy went to sleep. Ruthie was crying and then a big man put me in a stange car. I hurt my arm and I just want my mommy or daddy.
"Mommy?!" I cried louder.
"Shhh. Calm down sweetie," a scary lady said to me, "your daddy will come see you soon. Your mommy is sleeping right now. You're okay. Your arm probably hurts, doesn't it baby?"
I nod my head yes and cry for my mommy.
A/N: What will happen when Annie finds out about Sam? How will they explain it to David? How are Ruthie and Peter? Is someone going to tell Mary? Find out soon.
Summary: This is just a little fic about what could happen at the end of season 7.
A/N: I know I ended the last chapter in a bad spot, but I am continuing now so you won't be left hanging about Sam.
(Lucy's POV)
"And as for Samuel Camden," Dr. Evans paused to take a breath and brace herself, "He had a very bad head injury. We did all we could to try and save him, but I am afraid he just did not make it. I am very sorry for your loss. I will let you tell the patients about young Samuel, but I will warn you his brother has been crying for him. Now I will give you some privacy, if you have any questions go to the nurse's station and ask them for help."
I was in a state of complete shock. About an hour ago the big news was that Ruthie had started her period. Now, Sam, my little brother, the cute little boy, was dead. Kevin had moved next to me while the doctor was talking and took my hand in his. He was squeezing it lovingly. All of the sudden I felt dizzy and I fell backwards.
(Kevin's POV)
The news was a big shock. Little Sam was dead. No, he couldn't be, but he was, no is, dead. I was subconsciously squeezing Lucy's hand. She wasn't squeezing back, and I knew she must be in shock. I was about to ask her if she was okay and she went limp. Luckily, I was able to catch her. With Matt's help I moved her over to the row of chairs a few feet away. I laid her down across the chairs and gently tried to wake her.
"Ohhhhhhhhh," she moaned.
"Luce, are you okay sweetie?" I asked with concern.
"No. My little brother is dead. How will David cope with this? What about mom and dad and-" she broke off and burst into tears.
I sat down and took her into my arms protectively. She wrapped her arms around me and cried hard. Harder than I had ever seen her cry before. Roxanne and Chandler were watching us and Chandler mouthed," Is she okay?" I shrugged my shoulders. She was really taking the news hard. I couldn't blame her. I would be devastated if Ben was killed. I wonder if anyone's called Ben yet, or Mary for that matter. Poor Mary, off on a plane somewhere, oblivious to the fact that her family was in a car accident. Lucy had her head buried in my shoulder and did not notice that I too, was crying. It's not manly to cry, but I loved Sam. He was a cute little kid, my brother-in-law actually.
It suddenly occured to me that I hadn't heard anything about the guy that hit them. I swung into cop mode and let Matt comfort his sister. I stepped out into the hall and spotted Detective Michaels.
"Oh, hello Kevin," he said wearily.
"Hello sir. Nobody has said anything about the car that the Camdens. Is there something that I am missing here?" I asked with growing suspicion.
"Well, you see it's a touchy subject for someone involved. You know that guy that Paris Petrowski was dating that turned out to be scum?"
"Oh you mean the guy that was threatening Peter?"
"That's the guy. Well, he um, he was the one that hit them. He was drunk, killed on impact," Michaels explained.
I was speechless. I had no idea how to react to that.
"Now, I told you because you're a police officer, but let me tell Ms. Petrowski myself," he said, " then it's up to her who she tells."
I nodded.
(Annie's POV)
I didn't know where I was at first. After a moment, I realized it was a hospital room, but what had happened? Why can't I remember? Oh wow, my head hurt. A nurse walkd in.
"Excuse me," I said.
"Oh you're awake," she said, seemingly startled," let me get a doctor."
She left the room and left me alone. A moment later, a doctor came into the room.
"Well hello, Mrs. Camden. How are we feeling?" he asked.
I don't know about we, I thought and said," Not so good. What happened?"
"Okay, you want to get right to the point and that's fine. You were in a car accident and suffered a grade three concussion," the doctor explained.
I sat for a moment trying to recall the accident. My mind was blank. Then I remembered," What about my kids? Are they okay? Please tell me they are okay."
"Actually I don't know, but I think your husband is here. He could come and see you. He probably knows. Would you like him to come in?" he asked.
"Yes," I replied.
(Simon's POV)
Not this. One of the twins dead. No, noway. Not the little boys who I prayed would be boys. They can't be dead. It's just not possible. I look into Cecilia's eyes and break down. Why? Why would God allow something like this? He was just a little kid. Cecilia embraced me and stroked my hair. I was upset and angry. This was wrong. David couldn't have just broken his arm while his brother, in the very same car was dead. It's not right. Across the room Lucy was in Kevin's arms crying. Matt was just standing there looking dumb-founded. Dad was ghostly white. This can't be good for his heart, I thought. This is the first time that I noticed Chandler and Roxanne are still here. They must pretty uncomfortable. Although Chandler's a minister, shouldn't he be trying to help? Who am I kidding, this is a helpless situation.
(David's POV)
"Momma? Daddy? Sam? Where are you?" I cried.
I am scared. I am in a scary room with a bunch of strange people. I don't know where my mommy or my daddy or my brother are. Something feels wrong. I don't know what, but something just isn't right. First our car got hitted by another car and mommy went to sleep. Ruthie was crying and then a big man put me in a stange car. I hurt my arm and I just want my mommy or daddy.
"Mommy?!" I cried louder.
"Shhh. Calm down sweetie," a scary lady said to me, "your daddy will come see you soon. Your mommy is sleeping right now. You're okay. Your arm probably hurts, doesn't it baby?"
I nod my head yes and cry for my mommy.
A/N: What will happen when Annie finds out about Sam? How will they explain it to David? How are Ruthie and Peter? Is someone going to tell Mary? Find out soon.