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"Whitney, you didn't answer me. Who would you have to call at a time like this?" Chad asked
"I, um, I, I called Ethan. I thought he would want to know about Fox." Whitney was fidgeting.
Chad looked at Whitney for a second, which made her all the more nervous, "I guess he has the right to know, he is his brother, after all. Still, you shouldn't have left Teresa alone right now."
"I'm sorry, Chad, I just thought it was important for Ethan to be here."
"It's okay, Whitney, just think next time. Is Ethan on his way?"
"Yeah. He said he'd be right over."
Teresa came walking out of the bathroom dressed in hospital scrubs. She had managed to clean up fairly well given the circumstances. Whitney and Chad walked over to help her sit down.
"Teresa, are you okay? Do you need anything?" Chad asked.
"No, thank you, Chad. You've been great." Teresa held his hand. She smiled at him. "You've always been so good to me Chad. What did I do to deserve a friend like you?"
Chad pulled her close to him, "Teresa, I haven't done anything for you that you wouldn't have done for me. That's what friends are for."
Whitney sat down beside Teresa and took her other hand, "Teresa, I hope your not upset with me, but I called Ethan."
Teresa shook her head, "No, Ethan should know. Fox is his brother. He should be here for him. Thank you."
The emergency room doors opened and in walked Ethan. He surveyed the lobby and saw Whitney, Chad and Teresa sitting together. He rushed over to them. "How is he? Is he okay?"
"We don't know yet, Ethan." Chad said. "He's in pretty bad shape, but the doctors are doing everything they can to stabilize him."
A doctor came out into the waiting area and Ethan went over to him, "We need to check on our friend. He was brought in earlier with gunshot wounds. Do you know how he's doing? His name is Fox Crane."
"Ah, yes, you are just who I was looking for. Lead me to everyone and I'll fill you in on his status."
Ethan lead the young doctor over to the were everyone was sitting, "Guys, this is Fox's doctor. He's here to fill us in on his condition."
Teresa stood to her feet balanced on each side by Chad and Whitney. Ethan watched helplessly as the woman he loved was falling apart. Falling apart for another man.
"Please, tell me he's going to be okay?" Teresa begged.
"Well, as much as I would like to say that Fox will pull through this with fly colors, I can't. Fox is in serious condition. He's lost a lot of blood. We're stabilizing him now to take him back to surgery."
"He'll pull through, I know he will." Teresa said.
"Fox is lucky to have someone like you pulling for him. He needs your prayers. I'll keep you posted as I can. If there's anything I can do for you please let me know. My name is Dr. Martin." He turned to leave.
"Wait, Dr. Martin, when will I be able to see him?"
"I'll let you each go back before we take him to surgery. Until then, sit tight, and I'll keep you posted." He smiled and turned and walked away.
Teresa put her hand over her mouth, "I can't believe this is happening. Just minutes ago, Fox was proposing to me, and we were so happy..."
"Wait a minute, you and Fox are engaged?" Ethan asked upset.
Teresa looked up at Ethan contempt written all over her face, "Ethan, this is not the time or the place to belittle mine and Fox's relationship. You know nothing about us or the way we feel for each other."
Ethan nodded, "You're right, Teresa, I'm truly sorry. Look, why don't I go and get everyone some coffee. It looks like we have a long night ahead of us."
"I'll come with you." Whitney stood to her feet. "I could use the distraction. We'll be back in a minute."
Whitney waited until Chad and Teresa were out of hearing distance, "Ethan, what the hell is going on here? I thought everything was in the bag. Fox, may pull out of this afterall and he may be able to recognize you."
Ethan shook his head, "No, no. He didn't get a good look at me. He couldn't have."
"If Fox pulls through this, Ethan, we are screwed."
Ethan looked around him, "Shut up, Whitney. Someone may over hear you. We can't be too careful. Thing is Fox won't pull through. Alistair Crane will make sure of that. Hasn't that been his plan all along?"
"Ethan, those doctors are working to save him as we speak. What if we failed?"
Ethan became angry, "We didn't fail, Whitney. Don't worry, everything is going to work out in the end. Alistair Crane always gets his way. Just sit back and relax. I'm sure he has something up his sleeve as we speak. Soon enough, I'll be with Teresa, and we'll both have our payoff from Alistair. Can you imagine? Neither one of us will ever have to work again." Ethan smiled. "Oh, and the best part, Fox will completely and totally be out of the picture."
"Yeah, well, what about, Teresa? How come you get to rid your life of Fox and get the millions and I only get the money? That's not fair, Ethan."
"I told you from the beginning that Teresa doesn't get hurt. Whatever happened between you two to cause such a rift?" Ethan asked.
"I'm just tired of the Ms. Cinderella act. She's too good for her own shoes. It's time she came down a notch of two. All that psycho babble about fate. Never once realizing that she was trying to make fate happen the way she thought it should be. Besides, I need the money. I'm leaving Chad once all this is over with. I found out your good friend, Chad, has a not so perfect past. Fox and Teresa aren't the only ones going down."
"Well you can definitely do that with the money Alistair is going to pay us. Come on we'd better get back."
"Excuse me, are you Ethan Winthrop?" A young man asked.
"Why? Who wants to know?"
"I'm not sure, sir. An older gentlemen just asked me if I would give this to you. He said you would know what it was about." He handed Ethan a small envelope.
"Thanks." Ethan said taking the envelope from him.
"What is it?" Whitney asked.
"It's from Alistair." Ethan opened the envelope and began reading the note that was inside. "I told you, he had something up his sleeve. Says we should just follow along."
---------------------------------------------------
"Are you Dr. Martin?" A man in a white scrub jacket with a stethoscope around his neck asked.
"Yes, can I help you?" He asked.
He held out his hand, "I'm Dr. Adams, I'll be taking over the care of Mr. Crane. Your services are no longer required. Thank you."
"I don't understand." Dr. Martin asked confused.
"There's nothing to understand. You have been relieved of your duties for Mr. Crane. I have been asked to take over his care."
"By who, I would like to speak with them. Mr. Crane is my responsibility!"
"Not anymore. If you value your job, Dr. Martin, I'd advise you leave now. The Cranes are not people you want to mess with or question."
"Fine, I'll leave, but if anything happens to this young man, it's on your shoulders. I've done everything I could possibly do to try and save him." Dr. Martin stormed out fearing Fox Crane wouldn't be alive to see tomorrow.
***Okay, guys, don't trash me for making one of the bad guys Whitney. I just thought you would never expect it. I'll accept all good and bad reviews. Just go easy on me!
"Whitney, you didn't answer me. Who would you have to call at a time like this?" Chad asked
"I, um, I, I called Ethan. I thought he would want to know about Fox." Whitney was fidgeting.
Chad looked at Whitney for a second, which made her all the more nervous, "I guess he has the right to know, he is his brother, after all. Still, you shouldn't have left Teresa alone right now."
"I'm sorry, Chad, I just thought it was important for Ethan to be here."
"It's okay, Whitney, just think next time. Is Ethan on his way?"
"Yeah. He said he'd be right over."
Teresa came walking out of the bathroom dressed in hospital scrubs. She had managed to clean up fairly well given the circumstances. Whitney and Chad walked over to help her sit down.
"Teresa, are you okay? Do you need anything?" Chad asked.
"No, thank you, Chad. You've been great." Teresa held his hand. She smiled at him. "You've always been so good to me Chad. What did I do to deserve a friend like you?"
Chad pulled her close to him, "Teresa, I haven't done anything for you that you wouldn't have done for me. That's what friends are for."
Whitney sat down beside Teresa and took her other hand, "Teresa, I hope your not upset with me, but I called Ethan."
Teresa shook her head, "No, Ethan should know. Fox is his brother. He should be here for him. Thank you."
The emergency room doors opened and in walked Ethan. He surveyed the lobby and saw Whitney, Chad and Teresa sitting together. He rushed over to them. "How is he? Is he okay?"
"We don't know yet, Ethan." Chad said. "He's in pretty bad shape, but the doctors are doing everything they can to stabilize him."
A doctor came out into the waiting area and Ethan went over to him, "We need to check on our friend. He was brought in earlier with gunshot wounds. Do you know how he's doing? His name is Fox Crane."
"Ah, yes, you are just who I was looking for. Lead me to everyone and I'll fill you in on his status."
Ethan lead the young doctor over to the were everyone was sitting, "Guys, this is Fox's doctor. He's here to fill us in on his condition."
Teresa stood to her feet balanced on each side by Chad and Whitney. Ethan watched helplessly as the woman he loved was falling apart. Falling apart for another man.
"Please, tell me he's going to be okay?" Teresa begged.
"Well, as much as I would like to say that Fox will pull through this with fly colors, I can't. Fox is in serious condition. He's lost a lot of blood. We're stabilizing him now to take him back to surgery."
"He'll pull through, I know he will." Teresa said.
"Fox is lucky to have someone like you pulling for him. He needs your prayers. I'll keep you posted as I can. If there's anything I can do for you please let me know. My name is Dr. Martin." He turned to leave.
"Wait, Dr. Martin, when will I be able to see him?"
"I'll let you each go back before we take him to surgery. Until then, sit tight, and I'll keep you posted." He smiled and turned and walked away.
Teresa put her hand over her mouth, "I can't believe this is happening. Just minutes ago, Fox was proposing to me, and we were so happy..."
"Wait a minute, you and Fox are engaged?" Ethan asked upset.
Teresa looked up at Ethan contempt written all over her face, "Ethan, this is not the time or the place to belittle mine and Fox's relationship. You know nothing about us or the way we feel for each other."
Ethan nodded, "You're right, Teresa, I'm truly sorry. Look, why don't I go and get everyone some coffee. It looks like we have a long night ahead of us."
"I'll come with you." Whitney stood to her feet. "I could use the distraction. We'll be back in a minute."
Whitney waited until Chad and Teresa were out of hearing distance, "Ethan, what the hell is going on here? I thought everything was in the bag. Fox, may pull out of this afterall and he may be able to recognize you."
Ethan shook his head, "No, no. He didn't get a good look at me. He couldn't have."
"If Fox pulls through this, Ethan, we are screwed."
Ethan looked around him, "Shut up, Whitney. Someone may over hear you. We can't be too careful. Thing is Fox won't pull through. Alistair Crane will make sure of that. Hasn't that been his plan all along?"
"Ethan, those doctors are working to save him as we speak. What if we failed?"
Ethan became angry, "We didn't fail, Whitney. Don't worry, everything is going to work out in the end. Alistair Crane always gets his way. Just sit back and relax. I'm sure he has something up his sleeve as we speak. Soon enough, I'll be with Teresa, and we'll both have our payoff from Alistair. Can you imagine? Neither one of us will ever have to work again." Ethan smiled. "Oh, and the best part, Fox will completely and totally be out of the picture."
"Yeah, well, what about, Teresa? How come you get to rid your life of Fox and get the millions and I only get the money? That's not fair, Ethan."
"I told you from the beginning that Teresa doesn't get hurt. Whatever happened between you two to cause such a rift?" Ethan asked.
"I'm just tired of the Ms. Cinderella act. She's too good for her own shoes. It's time she came down a notch of two. All that psycho babble about fate. Never once realizing that she was trying to make fate happen the way she thought it should be. Besides, I need the money. I'm leaving Chad once all this is over with. I found out your good friend, Chad, has a not so perfect past. Fox and Teresa aren't the only ones going down."
"Well you can definitely do that with the money Alistair is going to pay us. Come on we'd better get back."
"Excuse me, are you Ethan Winthrop?" A young man asked.
"Why? Who wants to know?"
"I'm not sure, sir. An older gentlemen just asked me if I would give this to you. He said you would know what it was about." He handed Ethan a small envelope.
"Thanks." Ethan said taking the envelope from him.
"What is it?" Whitney asked.
"It's from Alistair." Ethan opened the envelope and began reading the note that was inside. "I told you, he had something up his sleeve. Says we should just follow along."
---------------------------------------------------
"Are you Dr. Martin?" A man in a white scrub jacket with a stethoscope around his neck asked.
"Yes, can I help you?" He asked.
He held out his hand, "I'm Dr. Adams, I'll be taking over the care of Mr. Crane. Your services are no longer required. Thank you."
"I don't understand." Dr. Martin asked confused.
"There's nothing to understand. You have been relieved of your duties for Mr. Crane. I have been asked to take over his care."
"By who, I would like to speak with them. Mr. Crane is my responsibility!"
"Not anymore. If you value your job, Dr. Martin, I'd advise you leave now. The Cranes are not people you want to mess with or question."
"Fine, I'll leave, but if anything happens to this young man, it's on your shoulders. I've done everything I could possibly do to try and save him." Dr. Martin stormed out fearing Fox Crane wouldn't be alive to see tomorrow.
***Okay, guys, don't trash me for making one of the bad guys Whitney. I just thought you would never expect it. I'll accept all good and bad reviews. Just go easy on me!