Chapter 7
Wow two chapters in one night! I amaze myself sometimes, anyway I hope you enjoy these chapters! There are only two more chapters left of this story and I might actually get both of them out tonight...but we'll see how it goes and how much longer I can stay awake...Anyway enjoy!
"What happened?" Amy and Ephram Brown rush into the emergency room toward Hailey's teacher who had called them both at work to tell them that Hailey had collapsed at recess and they had rushed her to the hospital.
"We aren't exactly sure." Mrs. Rose responds, "the doctors won't tell me anything but I am assuming that now that you two are here you will be able to hear about her." Leading Amy and Ephram over to the head nurses station she states, "these are the parents of the little girl that was brought in Hailey Brown."
"All right." The not to pleasant looking nurse states, "I need to see proof of insurance."
After what seems to be a process that lasts forever they finally fill out all of the appropriate paper work and what seems to be even longer they are called into an office with an ER doctor.
"What's going on with my daughter?" Ephram demands immediately.
"We aren't exactly sure but from what we can tell, and I am sure that further blood work will prove, I believe your daughter is suffering from a rare form of leukemia."
Amy stares out the window the words echoing through her head as she watches the snow coat the road and everything else it touches. "Hopefully your flight isn't canceled." Amy attempts to make conversation.
"So long as I get out of Everwood I'm fine. I don't think I could have stayed there another night."
Amy doesn't respond because she knows Ephram well enough to know that he was voicing both of their feelings together, and that he doesn't need or want her to respond.
"Do you have a cell phone I can use, I want to call and check on my flight." Ephram states as he pulls onto the Denver exit.
Amy nods and hands Ephram her cell phone with minutes Ephram curses, "damnit."
"What?" Amy asks.
"They canceled my flight."
"I didn't think the snow was that bad." Amy states.
"It's not, New York is snowed in, my flights rescheduled for tomorrow at nine. Do you know of any hotels close to the airport?" Ephram questions.
"You can stay with me." Amy offers with the words 'bad idea Amy, stupid, stupid.' running through her head immediately.
"Amy..."
"Ephram come on, it's just a couch, my apartment is close to the airport and it's free." The words seem to be spilling out of Amy's mouth before she can actually think about the impact they will have on either one of them even if it is only for a 12 hour period of time.
"Are you sure?" Ephram questions, glancing at Amy.
"I'm sure, turn left here." Amy instructs.
"So what exactly are you doing in New York?" Amy asks as she and Ephram eat Chinese food ordered in and sip some wine Amy had lying around the apartment, both actually seemed to be enjoying themselves and opening up.
"I'm consulting for an advertising agency located in the city, it doesn't sound interesting and it really isn't." Ephram laughs, "but it's a living."
"Do you like it?" Amy asks setting down her wine glass after taking a sip.
Ephram shrugs, "yeah, I guess so. But what about you? You run a dance studio, that's amazing, so very like you. Do you like it there?"
"Yeah, most days I do. I can't really complain, some days I can't handle being around the kids all the time, but I like being able to teach them something I loved so much." Silence follows Amy sentence and Amy breaks it with the awkward question, "so are you seeing anyone?"
Ephram wipes his mouth and takes a sip of his wine before responding with a simple, "no."
This time the silence that follows the end of the sentence is awkward and seeing that Ephram is pretty much finished with his food Amy stands up gathering her plate and his and she walks into the kitchen. A crash and then a curse follow Amy's hasty exit and Ephram immediately pushes his chair back and rushes into the kitchen to see Amy kneeling amongst shards of glass.
"Are you all right?" Ephram questions quickly.
"I'm fine, I just lost my grip and dropped the plates, it's not a big deal." Amy reaches down to pick up the shards of glass with her bare hands and Ephram quickly stops her grabbing her wrists and pulling her to her feet.
Amy stares up at Ephram her brown eyes staring intently into his and both are suddenly very aware of the close proximity of their surroundings. "Ephram I..." Amy doesn't get anymore words out before Ephram's soft lips press down on hers and her arms wrap around his neck.
It wasn't as if three years had changed the chemistry that had always been there between Amy and Ephram. The chemistry between them had been there for nearly a decade and a half through so many things, life and death, happiness and the utter depths of depression on both of their parts. Wasn't that part of what had driven them to get a divorce in the first place, neither one of them could deal with the passion that was still their despite the fact that their daughter had just died. The guilt that they had both felt about loving someone so much even though they had both Hailey so much and they didn't want to believe they could love anything else.
Wow two chapters in one night! I amaze myself sometimes, anyway I hope you enjoy these chapters! There are only two more chapters left of this story and I might actually get both of them out tonight...but we'll see how it goes and how much longer I can stay awake...Anyway enjoy!
"What happened?" Amy and Ephram Brown rush into the emergency room toward Hailey's teacher who had called them both at work to tell them that Hailey had collapsed at recess and they had rushed her to the hospital.
"We aren't exactly sure." Mrs. Rose responds, "the doctors won't tell me anything but I am assuming that now that you two are here you will be able to hear about her." Leading Amy and Ephram over to the head nurses station she states, "these are the parents of the little girl that was brought in Hailey Brown."
"All right." The not to pleasant looking nurse states, "I need to see proof of insurance."
After what seems to be a process that lasts forever they finally fill out all of the appropriate paper work and what seems to be even longer they are called into an office with an ER doctor.
"What's going on with my daughter?" Ephram demands immediately.
"We aren't exactly sure but from what we can tell, and I am sure that further blood work will prove, I believe your daughter is suffering from a rare form of leukemia."
Amy stares out the window the words echoing through her head as she watches the snow coat the road and everything else it touches. "Hopefully your flight isn't canceled." Amy attempts to make conversation.
"So long as I get out of Everwood I'm fine. I don't think I could have stayed there another night."
Amy doesn't respond because she knows Ephram well enough to know that he was voicing both of their feelings together, and that he doesn't need or want her to respond.
"Do you have a cell phone I can use, I want to call and check on my flight." Ephram states as he pulls onto the Denver exit.
Amy nods and hands Ephram her cell phone with minutes Ephram curses, "damnit."
"What?" Amy asks.
"They canceled my flight."
"I didn't think the snow was that bad." Amy states.
"It's not, New York is snowed in, my flights rescheduled for tomorrow at nine. Do you know of any hotels close to the airport?" Ephram questions.
"You can stay with me." Amy offers with the words 'bad idea Amy, stupid, stupid.' running through her head immediately.
"Amy..."
"Ephram come on, it's just a couch, my apartment is close to the airport and it's free." The words seem to be spilling out of Amy's mouth before she can actually think about the impact they will have on either one of them even if it is only for a 12 hour period of time.
"Are you sure?" Ephram questions, glancing at Amy.
"I'm sure, turn left here." Amy instructs.
"So what exactly are you doing in New York?" Amy asks as she and Ephram eat Chinese food ordered in and sip some wine Amy had lying around the apartment, both actually seemed to be enjoying themselves and opening up.
"I'm consulting for an advertising agency located in the city, it doesn't sound interesting and it really isn't." Ephram laughs, "but it's a living."
"Do you like it?" Amy asks setting down her wine glass after taking a sip.
Ephram shrugs, "yeah, I guess so. But what about you? You run a dance studio, that's amazing, so very like you. Do you like it there?"
"Yeah, most days I do. I can't really complain, some days I can't handle being around the kids all the time, but I like being able to teach them something I loved so much." Silence follows Amy sentence and Amy breaks it with the awkward question, "so are you seeing anyone?"
Ephram wipes his mouth and takes a sip of his wine before responding with a simple, "no."
This time the silence that follows the end of the sentence is awkward and seeing that Ephram is pretty much finished with his food Amy stands up gathering her plate and his and she walks into the kitchen. A crash and then a curse follow Amy's hasty exit and Ephram immediately pushes his chair back and rushes into the kitchen to see Amy kneeling amongst shards of glass.
"Are you all right?" Ephram questions quickly.
"I'm fine, I just lost my grip and dropped the plates, it's not a big deal." Amy reaches down to pick up the shards of glass with her bare hands and Ephram quickly stops her grabbing her wrists and pulling her to her feet.
Amy stares up at Ephram her brown eyes staring intently into his and both are suddenly very aware of the close proximity of their surroundings. "Ephram I..." Amy doesn't get anymore words out before Ephram's soft lips press down on hers and her arms wrap around his neck.
It wasn't as if three years had changed the chemistry that had always been there between Amy and Ephram. The chemistry between them had been there for nearly a decade and a half through so many things, life and death, happiness and the utter depths of depression on both of their parts. Wasn't that part of what had driven them to get a divorce in the first place, neither one of them could deal with the passion that was still their despite the fact that their daughter had just died. The guilt that they had both felt about loving someone so much even though they had both Hailey so much and they didn't want to believe they could love anything else.