Saving Her
Hopeless Disclaimer: Wait, wait, wait.Darn! For a second there I thought I might have owned PC. A/N: Short chapter, I know, but hang in there. Hopefully I'll have another one out soon. In the meantime, keep sending reviews!!!!
"Noooooooo!" Rafe screamed. "It's not true! It can't be! That can't be the answer!"
Rafe franticly read the chapter over, hoping beyond hope that he had missed something, or that he had misread it. No such luck. All he found were the words that had cursed Alison, and remained undaunted by his desperate pleas. They popped out of the page, mocking him and the love in his heart. Rage soared through him, consuming his every fiber. "Dammit!" he shouted at the top of his lungs, hurling the book across the room with all the strength he had. He then collapsed to the floor, sobs raking his body.
All hope was gone.
~*~*~*~*~
It was about 11 in the morning when Lucy got the call from Rafe. She picked it up on the first ring, anticipating who it would be.
"Hello," she said anxiously.
"Lucy, it's me. I-" Rafe started.
"Oh, Rafe, I'm so glad to here from you!" Lucy interrupted. "Did you get to you're old house okay? No one was living there, I hope. Did you find what you were looking for? Did you find the cure?"
"Lucy!" Rafe shouted, exasperated. "Would you shut up?"
Lucy was taken aback by her cousins reaction. "Okay, I'm sorry," she said tentatively.
"No, I'm sorry," Rafe apologized. "I'm just- on edge."
"Oh no," said Lucy, fearing the worst. "Please tell me you found the cure."
"Lucy, I- I don't want to talk about it over the phone, okay? I just called to say that I'm about to get on a plane home."
"Oh, okay," Lucy said, still worried about what information Rafe's trip had produced. "I'll see you later today, then?"
"Yeah. Lucy, will you do me a favor?"
"Sure, anything."
"Tell Alison that I love her." With that, the line went dead.
"Who was that?" Alison asked as she walked into the room. It was obvious that she was getting worse. Her face had very little color to it, her eyes were sleepy despite the fact that she had spent the majority of the last 24 hours in bed, and her voice was extremely hoarse. He hair was tangled and her purple pajamas rumpled, as though she was too sick to care about her appearance. The mere effort of walking to the kitchen brought about a fit of violent coughs. Lucy helped her into a chair and got her a glass of water, one of the few things she was still able to keep down.
"That was Rafe," Lucy said when Alison's coughs had died down. Her face lit up at the mention of her love. This broke Lucy's heart; she had the feeling her cousin didn't hold good knew.
"What'd he say?" Alison asked excitedly. "Did he find the cure?"
"Well, he wouldn't say, but he's is coming home."
A smile spread across Alison's face. "Yes! That means he must have found something! He wouldn't come home so soon if he didn't!"
Lucy cracked a half smile, trying to believe Alison. But Lucy always went by her instincts, and right now they were telling her that something was wrong. She put these feeling aside, however, in an attempt to keep her friend's spirits up.
"He did say one more thing, though," she said mysteriously.
"And what would that be?"
"He told me to tell you how much he love's you."
Alison smiled. "Thanks Lucy," she said. She got up and hugged her, then went shuffling off to bed. Lucy looked at her as tears welled up in her eyes. 'Oh God,' she silently prayed, 'please help her. Please let her be okay. For her sake, and for Rafe's.'
Hopeless Disclaimer: Wait, wait, wait.Darn! For a second there I thought I might have owned PC. A/N: Short chapter, I know, but hang in there. Hopefully I'll have another one out soon. In the meantime, keep sending reviews!!!!
"Noooooooo!" Rafe screamed. "It's not true! It can't be! That can't be the answer!"
Rafe franticly read the chapter over, hoping beyond hope that he had missed something, or that he had misread it. No such luck. All he found were the words that had cursed Alison, and remained undaunted by his desperate pleas. They popped out of the page, mocking him and the love in his heart. Rage soared through him, consuming his every fiber. "Dammit!" he shouted at the top of his lungs, hurling the book across the room with all the strength he had. He then collapsed to the floor, sobs raking his body.
All hope was gone.
~*~*~*~*~
It was about 11 in the morning when Lucy got the call from Rafe. She picked it up on the first ring, anticipating who it would be.
"Hello," she said anxiously.
"Lucy, it's me. I-" Rafe started.
"Oh, Rafe, I'm so glad to here from you!" Lucy interrupted. "Did you get to you're old house okay? No one was living there, I hope. Did you find what you were looking for? Did you find the cure?"
"Lucy!" Rafe shouted, exasperated. "Would you shut up?"
Lucy was taken aback by her cousins reaction. "Okay, I'm sorry," she said tentatively.
"No, I'm sorry," Rafe apologized. "I'm just- on edge."
"Oh no," said Lucy, fearing the worst. "Please tell me you found the cure."
"Lucy, I- I don't want to talk about it over the phone, okay? I just called to say that I'm about to get on a plane home."
"Oh, okay," Lucy said, still worried about what information Rafe's trip had produced. "I'll see you later today, then?"
"Yeah. Lucy, will you do me a favor?"
"Sure, anything."
"Tell Alison that I love her." With that, the line went dead.
"Who was that?" Alison asked as she walked into the room. It was obvious that she was getting worse. Her face had very little color to it, her eyes were sleepy despite the fact that she had spent the majority of the last 24 hours in bed, and her voice was extremely hoarse. He hair was tangled and her purple pajamas rumpled, as though she was too sick to care about her appearance. The mere effort of walking to the kitchen brought about a fit of violent coughs. Lucy helped her into a chair and got her a glass of water, one of the few things she was still able to keep down.
"That was Rafe," Lucy said when Alison's coughs had died down. Her face lit up at the mention of her love. This broke Lucy's heart; she had the feeling her cousin didn't hold good knew.
"What'd he say?" Alison asked excitedly. "Did he find the cure?"
"Well, he wouldn't say, but he's is coming home."
A smile spread across Alison's face. "Yes! That means he must have found something! He wouldn't come home so soon if he didn't!"
Lucy cracked a half smile, trying to believe Alison. But Lucy always went by her instincts, and right now they were telling her that something was wrong. She put these feeling aside, however, in an attempt to keep her friend's spirits up.
"He did say one more thing, though," she said mysteriously.
"And what would that be?"
"He told me to tell you how much he love's you."
Alison smiled. "Thanks Lucy," she said. She got up and hugged her, then went shuffling off to bed. Lucy looked at her as tears welled up in her eyes. 'Oh God,' she silently prayed, 'please help her. Please let her be okay. For her sake, and for Rafe's.'