Authors Note- Hey guys just a warning, this chapter may not be medically acurate becuase I'm not a doctor so I was just winging it lol. Anways here it is!
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I feel poking on my back, one, two, three, one, two, three. Poking too a beat. I open my eyes, squinting, to shade my eyes from the sun. "What are you doing?" I ask looking at Carter who is barely awake. "Uh- sorry." He says smiling.
"No your not." I sit up in bed and move closer to him, as he wraps his arm around my waist. I rest my head against his chest, taking in the moment. We didn't get to have sex last night, but just being with him was good enough for me. He plays with the ring on my finger, I look up at him and he smiles back at me. I know I want to be with him forever, but if anything kills us it would be our fighting. We say things we don't mean. Things that come out so rude and harsh. I shudder at just the thought at some of the things that has left both of our mouths. "I'm going to go check on Bryce." I say unravelling my self from his strong hold on me. He pulls me back and lays a kiss on my forehead. "Okay, I'm getting up too." He follows me out of the room, going to the kitchen as I walk into Bryce's bedroom. I open the creaky bedroom door, and look at his peaceful form. He looks pale though, paler then I remember him being last night. I walk closer, and sit on his bed, my hand going to his forehead, he's burning up, I can feel the sweat on him. I pull the covers back off of him, he must have too many covers on him. I feel his forehead again, god he is way over 100 now. I reach for his wrist checking his pulse, its there, barely but its there. I try to wake him up by saying his name over and over again. He's not waking up. God I hope he's okay. "Carter!" I shriek. I am so panicked. He comes running in, sensing the urgency in my voice. "What's wrong?" He asks placing his hands on Bryce's forehead. "He- he has a weak pulse, he won't wake up and he's burning up." Carter whips into doctor mode. "Call an ambulance, we are going to county." He says sharply. I do as he says.
The ambulance ride seemed to take forever, Bryce woke up momentarily. I am not sure what he has, and this makes me nervous. I want this to be over with and him to be better soon. The ambulance pulls to a halt. Carter jumps out first, Susan and Pratt already there waiting and astonished to see us. Carter gives them the bullet and I numbly walk behind watching my son be felt for a pulse and medical terminology I know all to well, being said about him. The gurney bursts through the Trauma doors, I can feel arms on me, urging me to stay outside. I don't know whose they are and I don't fight them. I watch as Carter, Susan and Pratt work away on him. Once they use those paddles I don't know what I will do. The Doctor in me will know it is all over, yet the mother in me will not believe it. My son was healthy yesterday with what we thought to be a minor flu bug. Carter is now rubbing his breast bone. Bryce blinks and opens his eyes slowly, I breathe a sigh of relief and burst through the doors suddenly full of energy. As Pratt walks past me, rubbing my shoulders. "He's going to be okay." He whispers on his way out, while Susan smiles sympathetically. I walk over to Carter, he is checking his heart beat and smiles at me. "He's okay." He sighs, grabbing my hand. I nod, tears filling my eyes. Bryce blinks up at us, the tube down his throat preventing him from speaking. I smile at him, walking over to the head of the bed. I push his hair out of his eyes. "Hey you." I place a small kiss on his forehead as he reaches for my hand. "Like an out of control flu bug." Carter says looking over the chart. I glance at it for a second then turn back to my son smiling. "You're going to be okay baby." I push his hair out of his face. Pratt walks into the room and smiles at us. "You want to take the tube out Pratt?" Carter offers. Pratt nods,
"Okay kid, on the count of 3 I want you to cough for me okay?" Bryce nods, as Pratt counts. The coughing starts and this makes me wince, I hate hearing my son cough like that, even though it is an indication that he will be okay. "We are taking him to another room." Pratt says after a few moments. Carter and I both agree to this and hold on as he is wheeled away.
I grab a can of pop from the vending machine as Carter comes up from behind me and envelopes me in a hug. He kisses me on the neck. "He's going to be okay, thank god." He sighs. I nod, and take the moment to enjoy his embrace. I need this after seven hours in the ER, for my son, who I thought was going to die. "I am so glad he's okay." I open the pop and take a sip. Carter rubs my arm. "Thank you." I whisper.
"For what?" He looks at me.
"For doing something I could never do. For taking care of my son."
"Mine too. And if you had to you could have." He reassures me.
"I'm so glad he's still ours, I was worried there for a moment that we were going to-"
"Sh, don't say that." He cuts me off, rocking us back and forth.
"I know." I sigh, I turn my body around to face him and he leans down kissing me gently. I'm so glad we are allowed to be in the Doctors lounge where it is quiet, and not so psychotic. "Let's go see that child." Carter says grabbing my hand and leading us out of the lounge. "They are keeping him over night for observation." He explains.
"I am going to work, and be his doctor." Carter continues. "That way you can go home and get some sleep." He turns to look at me.
"No, I'll stay here. You don't have to do that." I rub his hand.
"I have the shift anyways, I understand that you want to be here though." He says smiling at me. We walk into his room, and Bryce is just sitting in bed starring blankly at the wall. "I am bored." He states plainly.
"We can see that." I walk over to him and hold his hand.
"Well at least this will save us the trip here we were going to make to remove my cast." He cracks.
"I would have rather came tomorrow for that then go through this." I counter. He shrugs smiling. "Don't worry mom, just as you and Carter say too each other, all night and day we're going to be okay."
***REVIEW RESPONSES***
Katie- Hey.. glad you like the story so much. Sorry abot the accuracy... we are not very medically acurate and by way over 100 i meant 103/104 lol thanks for reading.
JanBry- Thanks... we try to make them amusing.
kate- Thanks we are sooooooo happy we got 400 reviews :D!!!! Well Abby and Carter did shut their door in the last chapter... bryce was just being a goofball.. he did knock though.
MrsWyle- awwwwwwwwwwwwww thanks :)
ER-Carby-Luva- I think they'll be okay... i hope :S...
Lisa- Aw I'm glad that this was the first fic you read :) Bryce is fighter lol... and a shuit disturber but yah gotta love him.
IDontWriteIJustRead- lol they really are!
carbylobsterandavrilfan- yeah I hope Bryce gets better too.
Tilde8884- Therapy is def. if Bryces future lol. Don't worry abby and carter will have their time for sex hehe
AbbyLockhart2- haha I think you did get the 400th review, unless you didn't lol I duno lol!! Yup Bryceis cursed haha.
Amanda- lol yeah poor Bryce is right that kid has some crappy luck lol.
IDontWriteIJustRead- hehe yeah there def is a thin line between love and hate... Bryce medical problem hmmm
HardcoreCarbyFan - haha I would too lol
Caitlin015- Yeah its sad :(
carbylobsterandavrilfan-I don't think Bryce did need to see that it would freak him out.
55
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I feel poking on my back, one, two, three, one, two, three. Poking too a beat. I open my eyes, squinting, to shade my eyes from the sun. "What are you doing?" I ask looking at Carter who is barely awake. "Uh- sorry." He says smiling.
"No your not." I sit up in bed and move closer to him, as he wraps his arm around my waist. I rest my head against his chest, taking in the moment. We didn't get to have sex last night, but just being with him was good enough for me. He plays with the ring on my finger, I look up at him and he smiles back at me. I know I want to be with him forever, but if anything kills us it would be our fighting. We say things we don't mean. Things that come out so rude and harsh. I shudder at just the thought at some of the things that has left both of our mouths. "I'm going to go check on Bryce." I say unravelling my self from his strong hold on me. He pulls me back and lays a kiss on my forehead. "Okay, I'm getting up too." He follows me out of the room, going to the kitchen as I walk into Bryce's bedroom. I open the creaky bedroom door, and look at his peaceful form. He looks pale though, paler then I remember him being last night. I walk closer, and sit on his bed, my hand going to his forehead, he's burning up, I can feel the sweat on him. I pull the covers back off of him, he must have too many covers on him. I feel his forehead again, god he is way over 100 now. I reach for his wrist checking his pulse, its there, barely but its there. I try to wake him up by saying his name over and over again. He's not waking up. God I hope he's okay. "Carter!" I shriek. I am so panicked. He comes running in, sensing the urgency in my voice. "What's wrong?" He asks placing his hands on Bryce's forehead. "He- he has a weak pulse, he won't wake up and he's burning up." Carter whips into doctor mode. "Call an ambulance, we are going to county." He says sharply. I do as he says.
The ambulance ride seemed to take forever, Bryce woke up momentarily. I am not sure what he has, and this makes me nervous. I want this to be over with and him to be better soon. The ambulance pulls to a halt. Carter jumps out first, Susan and Pratt already there waiting and astonished to see us. Carter gives them the bullet and I numbly walk behind watching my son be felt for a pulse and medical terminology I know all to well, being said about him. The gurney bursts through the Trauma doors, I can feel arms on me, urging me to stay outside. I don't know whose they are and I don't fight them. I watch as Carter, Susan and Pratt work away on him. Once they use those paddles I don't know what I will do. The Doctor in me will know it is all over, yet the mother in me will not believe it. My son was healthy yesterday with what we thought to be a minor flu bug. Carter is now rubbing his breast bone. Bryce blinks and opens his eyes slowly, I breathe a sigh of relief and burst through the doors suddenly full of energy. As Pratt walks past me, rubbing my shoulders. "He's going to be okay." He whispers on his way out, while Susan smiles sympathetically. I walk over to Carter, he is checking his heart beat and smiles at me. "He's okay." He sighs, grabbing my hand. I nod, tears filling my eyes. Bryce blinks up at us, the tube down his throat preventing him from speaking. I smile at him, walking over to the head of the bed. I push his hair out of his eyes. "Hey you." I place a small kiss on his forehead as he reaches for my hand. "Like an out of control flu bug." Carter says looking over the chart. I glance at it for a second then turn back to my son smiling. "You're going to be okay baby." I push his hair out of his face. Pratt walks into the room and smiles at us. "You want to take the tube out Pratt?" Carter offers. Pratt nods,
"Okay kid, on the count of 3 I want you to cough for me okay?" Bryce nods, as Pratt counts. The coughing starts and this makes me wince, I hate hearing my son cough like that, even though it is an indication that he will be okay. "We are taking him to another room." Pratt says after a few moments. Carter and I both agree to this and hold on as he is wheeled away.
I grab a can of pop from the vending machine as Carter comes up from behind me and envelopes me in a hug. He kisses me on the neck. "He's going to be okay, thank god." He sighs. I nod, and take the moment to enjoy his embrace. I need this after seven hours in the ER, for my son, who I thought was going to die. "I am so glad he's okay." I open the pop and take a sip. Carter rubs my arm. "Thank you." I whisper.
"For what?" He looks at me.
"For doing something I could never do. For taking care of my son."
"Mine too. And if you had to you could have." He reassures me.
"I'm so glad he's still ours, I was worried there for a moment that we were going to-"
"Sh, don't say that." He cuts me off, rocking us back and forth.
"I know." I sigh, I turn my body around to face him and he leans down kissing me gently. I'm so glad we are allowed to be in the Doctors lounge where it is quiet, and not so psychotic. "Let's go see that child." Carter says grabbing my hand and leading us out of the lounge. "They are keeping him over night for observation." He explains.
"I am going to work, and be his doctor." Carter continues. "That way you can go home and get some sleep." He turns to look at me.
"No, I'll stay here. You don't have to do that." I rub his hand.
"I have the shift anyways, I understand that you want to be here though." He says smiling at me. We walk into his room, and Bryce is just sitting in bed starring blankly at the wall. "I am bored." He states plainly.
"We can see that." I walk over to him and hold his hand.
"Well at least this will save us the trip here we were going to make to remove my cast." He cracks.
"I would have rather came tomorrow for that then go through this." I counter. He shrugs smiling. "Don't worry mom, just as you and Carter say too each other, all night and day we're going to be okay."
***REVIEW RESPONSES***
Katie- Hey.. glad you like the story so much. Sorry abot the accuracy... we are not very medically acurate and by way over 100 i meant 103/104 lol thanks for reading.
JanBry- Thanks... we try to make them amusing.
kate- Thanks we are sooooooo happy we got 400 reviews :D!!!! Well Abby and Carter did shut their door in the last chapter... bryce was just being a goofball.. he did knock though.
MrsWyle- awwwwwwwwwwwwww thanks :)
ER-Carby-Luva- I think they'll be okay... i hope :S...
Lisa- Aw I'm glad that this was the first fic you read :) Bryce is fighter lol... and a shuit disturber but yah gotta love him.
IDontWriteIJustRead- lol they really are!
carbylobsterandavrilfan- yeah I hope Bryce gets better too.
Tilde8884- Therapy is def. if Bryces future lol. Don't worry abby and carter will have their time for sex hehe
AbbyLockhart2- haha I think you did get the 400th review, unless you didn't lol I duno lol!! Yup Bryceis cursed haha.
Amanda- lol yeah poor Bryce is right that kid has some crappy luck lol.
IDontWriteIJustRead- hehe yeah there def is a thin line between love and hate... Bryce medical problem hmmm
HardcoreCarbyFan - haha I would too lol
Caitlin015- Yeah its sad :(
carbylobsterandavrilfan-I don't think Bryce did need to see that it would freak him out.