Author's Note: I know I said all the songs in this fic would be my own. But
I love this song so much and it really fit the mood I wanted this chapter
to have. It's gonna be one of the more dramatic chapters in this story. The
song is "Grace Like Rain" by Todd Agnew. Oh and I don't own the song I just
like it a lot. Okay, on with the very late chapter.
Trixie flopped down on her bed. She was exhausted. She had just spent the night at the hospital. Speed had asked her to stay there with him. She reached over to turn on her radio. Music filled the room's silence.
Amazing grace, how sweet the sound That saved a wretch like me I once was lost but now I'm found Was blind but now I see so clearly
Pops sat by Style's bed his head bent as if in prayer. He held his daughter's hand letting the tears course freely down his cheeks. He rarely cried, but this was an exception. His only daughter might die without knowing how much he truly loved her. The doctors were beginning to loose hope that she would wake up. She had been unconscious for a week. Hope was starting to fade.
Hallelujah, grace like rain falls down on me Hallelujah, all my stains are washed away, washed away
Sparky and Speed were in the garage. They had a hose and several buckets with them. Quietly they washed Ty's car the "Magic Phantom." Ty had always taken such great car of her car. Speed thought of the day Pops had told her that she got to design her car herself. She had spent two months planning that car. It was her baby. Sparky kept on hoping Style would walk through the garage door and tell him and Speed that they were doing it wrong and she would correct them.
'Twas grace that taught my heart to fear And grace my fears relieved How precious did that grace appear The hour I first believed
Sprital sat in the chair next to his sister's bed. It was hard sitting there watching Ty act so lifeless. She had always been so lively and playful. She had always been sure to make time to play with her little brother and Chim Chim. Sprital loved his sister a lot. He'd never admit it but at times he was sure that he liked her more than Speed. Mrs. Racer walked into the room and sat down on the edge of Style's bed and smoothed back her hair.
"She'll come back to us," she said more to herself than to her son. "She can't die yet. She's too young and has too much life left in her. She won't die. Not yet anyway."
Hallelujah, grace like rain falls down on me Hallelujah, all my stains are washed away, washed away
Pops stood up and walked to the window. There was a steady stream of ambulances coming to and going from the hospital. Several children were playing catch across the street at the lake. He knew he couldn't count the times he had done that with Rex, Speed, and Ty. He walked back over to Ty's bed and took her small hand in his. "Please wake up baby," he whispered. "I have to tell you I'm sorry. You can't die without knowing that."
When we've been there ten thousand years Bright shinning as the sun We've no less days to sing God's praise Than when we first begun
Speed and Sparky were rinsing down Ty's car. Sparky heard a car door shut and turned around sending a spray of water in Speed's direction. Speed looked completely shocked as well as soaked. "You are so gonna pay for that," Speed said aiming the hose at Sparky. Soon they were spraying each other, getting thoroughly soaked.
Hallelujah, grace like rain falls down on me Hallelujah, all my stains are washed away, washed away
Pops noticed that the beeping of the heart monitor was starting to slow down. Ty's skin had taken on a bluish color. Suddenly the heart monitor let of a long loud whine. Nurses and doctors came rushing into the room surrounding Style's bed. Pops couldn't even see her anymore. Above the shouts of the doctors and nurses the heart monitor continued to whine.
Trixie flopped down on her bed. She was exhausted. She had just spent the night at the hospital. Speed had asked her to stay there with him. She reached over to turn on her radio. Music filled the room's silence.
Amazing grace, how sweet the sound That saved a wretch like me I once was lost but now I'm found Was blind but now I see so clearly
Pops sat by Style's bed his head bent as if in prayer. He held his daughter's hand letting the tears course freely down his cheeks. He rarely cried, but this was an exception. His only daughter might die without knowing how much he truly loved her. The doctors were beginning to loose hope that she would wake up. She had been unconscious for a week. Hope was starting to fade.
Hallelujah, grace like rain falls down on me Hallelujah, all my stains are washed away, washed away
Sparky and Speed were in the garage. They had a hose and several buckets with them. Quietly they washed Ty's car the "Magic Phantom." Ty had always taken such great car of her car. Speed thought of the day Pops had told her that she got to design her car herself. She had spent two months planning that car. It was her baby. Sparky kept on hoping Style would walk through the garage door and tell him and Speed that they were doing it wrong and she would correct them.
'Twas grace that taught my heart to fear And grace my fears relieved How precious did that grace appear The hour I first believed
Sprital sat in the chair next to his sister's bed. It was hard sitting there watching Ty act so lifeless. She had always been so lively and playful. She had always been sure to make time to play with her little brother and Chim Chim. Sprital loved his sister a lot. He'd never admit it but at times he was sure that he liked her more than Speed. Mrs. Racer walked into the room and sat down on the edge of Style's bed and smoothed back her hair.
"She'll come back to us," she said more to herself than to her son. "She can't die yet. She's too young and has too much life left in her. She won't die. Not yet anyway."
Hallelujah, grace like rain falls down on me Hallelujah, all my stains are washed away, washed away
Pops stood up and walked to the window. There was a steady stream of ambulances coming to and going from the hospital. Several children were playing catch across the street at the lake. He knew he couldn't count the times he had done that with Rex, Speed, and Ty. He walked back over to Ty's bed and took her small hand in his. "Please wake up baby," he whispered. "I have to tell you I'm sorry. You can't die without knowing that."
When we've been there ten thousand years Bright shinning as the sun We've no less days to sing God's praise Than when we first begun
Speed and Sparky were rinsing down Ty's car. Sparky heard a car door shut and turned around sending a spray of water in Speed's direction. Speed looked completely shocked as well as soaked. "You are so gonna pay for that," Speed said aiming the hose at Sparky. Soon they were spraying each other, getting thoroughly soaked.
Hallelujah, grace like rain falls down on me Hallelujah, all my stains are washed away, washed away
Pops noticed that the beeping of the heart monitor was starting to slow down. Ty's skin had taken on a bluish color. Suddenly the heart monitor let of a long loud whine. Nurses and doctors came rushing into the room surrounding Style's bed. Pops couldn't even see her anymore. Above the shouts of the doctors and nurses the heart monitor continued to whine.