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: Okay, so I lied. It's not Wednesday and there's a new chapter up. Please don't shoot me! I had a lot of free time during the finals today and I wrote this chapter by hand (are you happy Nar-da-Bar?!) then typed it.
Special A/N: Lucy Bomont- thanks for wishing me luck on my finals, I wish you luck too.
Doyles-Always- I agree that cliffhangers should be made illegal, I don't care for them, but that was just the perfect opportunity for one.
Read on:
(Mary's POV)
At first I had been so shocked about the news that I couldn't react. My knees went weak and Matt helped me to a waiting room to sit down.
"Mary?! What are you- Whoa! Are you okay?" Simon asked, jumping from his seat.
"I don't know," I managed to spit out.
I couldn't see my own face, but judging by the looks on their faces I must have been pretty pale or something. Both Matt and Simon looked frightened. For a moment, I felt like I would pass out, but I didn't. A million different thoughts were running through my head at once. It took me a few minutes to get the wildest of these thoughts under control. Then I asked," How is Mom taking it?"
"I don't know," Matt said.
"She went with Dad to see David a little bit ago, and the rest of us haven't seen her," Simon explained.
"And what about Dad?" I asked just as he entered the room.
"Mary!" he exclaimed.
"Dad," I said as I jumped up to give him a hug.
"But when- well, how did you get here so fast?" he inquired.
At this point Lucy, who Simon said had gone 'off to the bathroom or something with Kevin', entered the room. Upon seeing me, she asked," Mary? How did you get here?"
"Well, that's a fine 'how do you do?'," I said.
"Sorry. It's good to see you," she said embracing me.
"That's okay. I was flying out here to surprise you guys and when I got to the house, no one was home. The front door was unlocked, which I found strange (at this point Dad is looking sheepish for having left the door unlocked when he left in such a hurry). So I checked my cell phone and I received a strange message from Chandler. I called him and he told me to come down here," I explained.
"I'll have to remember to thank Chandler for letting you know," Dad said," but right now, it's so good to see you Mare. Though I wish you had arrived under better circumstances."
"Me too," I said, thinking that was the understatement of a lifetime.
"Anyway, I was just coming to tell you kids that David is being released in a few minutes. Mom said we should all go home and get something to eat and then everyone should get some rest. I guess then since I am coming back, I will let Mary visit everyone and then she can take her car to the house. You got a rental car didn't you?" Dad asked.
"Yes, let's get David and get some food," I replied.
"Good. I am starving," Matt proclaimed.
(Annie's POV)
I had been asleep when I felt the edge of the bed sink down. I was very sleepy from my concussion, so it took an extra minute or two to realize someone was there and open my eyes.
"Mary?!" I asked groggily," what are you doing here so soon? Wait, I haven't been asleep for a couple days, have I?"
"No Mom, I think you fell asleep an hour ago. That's what the nurses said," Mary explained calmly.
"Oh. So, what are you doing here?" I inquired once again.
She told me of how she flew here to surprise us all. Seems like she got the surprise when she got here. And not a good one.
"So Mom, how are you handling this all?" she asked cautiously.
"I honestly don't know what to do with myself," I told her," I don't think you can ever prepare for a thing like this. I just wish it hadn't happened or that I could have been conscious to hold little Sam in my arms when he died."
At this point, I was crying as was Mary.
"All I want to know is why did God have to take him so young?" I sobbed.
"Oh Mom. We may never know that, at least not until we join him in Heaven. God must have a reason," Mary sniffled.
"That's what I told David, but I just can't convince myself. I don't know if he understood it either," I said.
I handed Mary a Kleenex and tried to think of some comforting words for her, but there were no words. When it's not you it's easy enough to spew out well-intentioned words that don't help at all. But when you are the one desperately seeking some sort of solace, you see that nothing can help you, but yourself.
(Simon's POV)
After dinner, Dad wanted me to stay home, but I refused. I wanted to go see Ruthie. I knew she was lonely and frightened and in need of comfort. So Matt, Lucy, and Kevin stayed home and put David to bed. Mary, Dad and I returned to the hospital. Mary went to see mom, while Dad went to find Peter's mom. I went straight to Ruthie's room.
"Hey," I said as I entered her room.
"Hey," she replied dismally.
"Did you know that Mary's here?" I asked.
"Really?" Ruthie asked.
"Yep, and I think she's coming to see you in a little bit," I told her, hoping it would help brighten her spirits a little.
"How's Mom?" she inquired.
"I'm not sure. I've never seen her the was she was earlier. Her eyes were red from crying, but her face was expressionless. I think it hit her hard," I told her.
"Well, I expected that," Ruthie said," I mean, the part about her taking it hard."
"How are you taking it?" I asked.
"I dunno. I feel all sick inside. Like something's missing," she said.
"Yeah, that's how I feel too," I told her.
A/N: Lucy's new pregnancy test results, was the first one right or wrong?
Summary: This is just a little fic about what could happen at the end of season 7.
A/N: Okay, so I lied. It's not Wednesday and there's a new chapter up. Please don't shoot me! I had a lot of free time during the finals today and I wrote this chapter by hand (are you happy Nar-da-Bar?!) then typed it.
Special A/N: Lucy Bomont- thanks for wishing me luck on my finals, I wish you luck too.
Doyles-Always- I agree that cliffhangers should be made illegal, I don't care for them, but that was just the perfect opportunity for one.
Read on:
(Mary's POV)
At first I had been so shocked about the news that I couldn't react. My knees went weak and Matt helped me to a waiting room to sit down.
"Mary?! What are you- Whoa! Are you okay?" Simon asked, jumping from his seat.
"I don't know," I managed to spit out.
I couldn't see my own face, but judging by the looks on their faces I must have been pretty pale or something. Both Matt and Simon looked frightened. For a moment, I felt like I would pass out, but I didn't. A million different thoughts were running through my head at once. It took me a few minutes to get the wildest of these thoughts under control. Then I asked," How is Mom taking it?"
"I don't know," Matt said.
"She went with Dad to see David a little bit ago, and the rest of us haven't seen her," Simon explained.
"And what about Dad?" I asked just as he entered the room.
"Mary!" he exclaimed.
"Dad," I said as I jumped up to give him a hug.
"But when- well, how did you get here so fast?" he inquired.
At this point Lucy, who Simon said had gone 'off to the bathroom or something with Kevin', entered the room. Upon seeing me, she asked," Mary? How did you get here?"
"Well, that's a fine 'how do you do?'," I said.
"Sorry. It's good to see you," she said embracing me.
"That's okay. I was flying out here to surprise you guys and when I got to the house, no one was home. The front door was unlocked, which I found strange (at this point Dad is looking sheepish for having left the door unlocked when he left in such a hurry). So I checked my cell phone and I received a strange message from Chandler. I called him and he told me to come down here," I explained.
"I'll have to remember to thank Chandler for letting you know," Dad said," but right now, it's so good to see you Mare. Though I wish you had arrived under better circumstances."
"Me too," I said, thinking that was the understatement of a lifetime.
"Anyway, I was just coming to tell you kids that David is being released in a few minutes. Mom said we should all go home and get something to eat and then everyone should get some rest. I guess then since I am coming back, I will let Mary visit everyone and then she can take her car to the house. You got a rental car didn't you?" Dad asked.
"Yes, let's get David and get some food," I replied.
"Good. I am starving," Matt proclaimed.
(Annie's POV)
I had been asleep when I felt the edge of the bed sink down. I was very sleepy from my concussion, so it took an extra minute or two to realize someone was there and open my eyes.
"Mary?!" I asked groggily," what are you doing here so soon? Wait, I haven't been asleep for a couple days, have I?"
"No Mom, I think you fell asleep an hour ago. That's what the nurses said," Mary explained calmly.
"Oh. So, what are you doing here?" I inquired once again.
She told me of how she flew here to surprise us all. Seems like she got the surprise when she got here. And not a good one.
"So Mom, how are you handling this all?" she asked cautiously.
"I honestly don't know what to do with myself," I told her," I don't think you can ever prepare for a thing like this. I just wish it hadn't happened or that I could have been conscious to hold little Sam in my arms when he died."
At this point, I was crying as was Mary.
"All I want to know is why did God have to take him so young?" I sobbed.
"Oh Mom. We may never know that, at least not until we join him in Heaven. God must have a reason," Mary sniffled.
"That's what I told David, but I just can't convince myself. I don't know if he understood it either," I said.
I handed Mary a Kleenex and tried to think of some comforting words for her, but there were no words. When it's not you it's easy enough to spew out well-intentioned words that don't help at all. But when you are the one desperately seeking some sort of solace, you see that nothing can help you, but yourself.
(Simon's POV)
After dinner, Dad wanted me to stay home, but I refused. I wanted to go see Ruthie. I knew she was lonely and frightened and in need of comfort. So Matt, Lucy, and Kevin stayed home and put David to bed. Mary, Dad and I returned to the hospital. Mary went to see mom, while Dad went to find Peter's mom. I went straight to Ruthie's room.
"Hey," I said as I entered her room.
"Hey," she replied dismally.
"Did you know that Mary's here?" I asked.
"Really?" Ruthie asked.
"Yep, and I think she's coming to see you in a little bit," I told her, hoping it would help brighten her spirits a little.
"How's Mom?" she inquired.
"I'm not sure. I've never seen her the was she was earlier. Her eyes were red from crying, but her face was expressionless. I think it hit her hard," I told her.
"Well, I expected that," Ruthie said," I mean, the part about her taking it hard."
"How are you taking it?" I asked.
"I dunno. I feel all sick inside. Like something's missing," she said.
"Yeah, that's how I feel too," I told her.
A/N: Lucy's new pregnancy test results, was the first one right or wrong?