Part 6
"Look, Carter, whatever it is, can't it wait? This kid needs someone to talk to..." Carter's raised voice had managed to drag Dave away from Sam. Now they were standing in the corridor with their arms folded each defending their corner.
"She's dead Dave." Carter butted in "The mother, we couldn't save her, she had a skull fracture and had broken her neck. Do you want me to tell the kid?"
"No. No thanks Carter, but I've built up a bit of a relationship with him and he's already upset enough without having someone he doesn't know tell him his mother is dead."
Dave turned back into the room. He hated reporting deaths to families, but when it was only this little kid alone, "Pull yourself together, Dave, you have to be strong for him, he'll need someone and it looks like it's you.
"Sam." He took a deep breath and noticed that Carter had followed him into the room; he was actually quite relieved. Carter and Dave both knew how much children had an effect on Dave.
"Sam, I'm sorry to have to tell you this," Dave had pulled a stool and sat directly in front of Sam, "but your Mummy well. well she died. The doctors did everything they could, but she was hurt to badly."
Sam's face began to crack, tears welled up in his eyes and his voiced crackled as he began to speak.
"Mummy.but. but." his voice started at a whisper but as the shock began to sink in, he became louder and louder. "NO.MUMMY.MUMMY."
Before Carter or Dave could do anything, Sam had leapt off the bed and was sprinting out the double doors. Hurtling around triage, pulling at every curtain, and screaming his mothers name, he had attracted the attention of every person in the E.R.
"Sam. Sam.please.Sam!" Dave ran after him trying to catch him, but he was so little and quick. "Sam if you want to see your Mummy I'll take you just please come here."
"No you're a liar you said my Mummy was dead. Mummy.Mummy" Sam continued to squeal.
Finally, Dave caught Sam round the waist. "Calm down...hey.hey...I know you're upset but I'm telling you the truth. Now do you want to see your Mummy or not?"
Sam stopped squirming, he gazed at Dave, his deep blue eyes seem to be lost and bemused.
"Can see her? Please!" Sam said quietly as he pulled Dave toward him into a hug.
"Sure little guy. Come on." Dave whispered back and stood taking Sam with him as he did; silently he turned walking away from the staring crowds.
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Sam approached his mother cautiously; he kept walking until he reached her head and looked down.
Dave stood in the hush, allowing Sam to say goodbye to his mother in peace.
"I promise I'll be good and make you proud of me Mummy." Sam murmured into his mother's ear stroking her hair softly," and I promise not to let Daddy do this to me or get away with doing it to you."
Dave stood in shock, his gaze fixed on Sam. His father did this - pushed his mother out of the window.
"Sam. Sam what do you mean let Daddy get away with it? Did your Daddy push Mummy out of the window?" He could refrain no longer, he had to know what Sam meant.
All Sam could was nod, keeping his eyes fixed on his mother's face.
"Oh my God."
"Look, Carter, whatever it is, can't it wait? This kid needs someone to talk to..." Carter's raised voice had managed to drag Dave away from Sam. Now they were standing in the corridor with their arms folded each defending their corner.
"She's dead Dave." Carter butted in "The mother, we couldn't save her, she had a skull fracture and had broken her neck. Do you want me to tell the kid?"
"No. No thanks Carter, but I've built up a bit of a relationship with him and he's already upset enough without having someone he doesn't know tell him his mother is dead."
Dave turned back into the room. He hated reporting deaths to families, but when it was only this little kid alone, "Pull yourself together, Dave, you have to be strong for him, he'll need someone and it looks like it's you.
"Sam." He took a deep breath and noticed that Carter had followed him into the room; he was actually quite relieved. Carter and Dave both knew how much children had an effect on Dave.
"Sam, I'm sorry to have to tell you this," Dave had pulled a stool and sat directly in front of Sam, "but your Mummy well. well she died. The doctors did everything they could, but she was hurt to badly."
Sam's face began to crack, tears welled up in his eyes and his voiced crackled as he began to speak.
"Mummy.but. but." his voice started at a whisper but as the shock began to sink in, he became louder and louder. "NO.MUMMY.MUMMY."
Before Carter or Dave could do anything, Sam had leapt off the bed and was sprinting out the double doors. Hurtling around triage, pulling at every curtain, and screaming his mothers name, he had attracted the attention of every person in the E.R.
"Sam. Sam.please.Sam!" Dave ran after him trying to catch him, but he was so little and quick. "Sam if you want to see your Mummy I'll take you just please come here."
"No you're a liar you said my Mummy was dead. Mummy.Mummy" Sam continued to squeal.
Finally, Dave caught Sam round the waist. "Calm down...hey.hey...I know you're upset but I'm telling you the truth. Now do you want to see your Mummy or not?"
Sam stopped squirming, he gazed at Dave, his deep blue eyes seem to be lost and bemused.
"Can see her? Please!" Sam said quietly as he pulled Dave toward him into a hug.
"Sure little guy. Come on." Dave whispered back and stood taking Sam with him as he did; silently he turned walking away from the staring crowds.
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Sam approached his mother cautiously; he kept walking until he reached her head and looked down.
Dave stood in the hush, allowing Sam to say goodbye to his mother in peace.
"I promise I'll be good and make you proud of me Mummy." Sam murmured into his mother's ear stroking her hair softly," and I promise not to let Daddy do this to me or get away with doing it to you."
Dave stood in shock, his gaze fixed on Sam. His father did this - pushed his mother out of the window.
"Sam. Sam what do you mean let Daddy get away with it? Did your Daddy push Mummy out of the window?" He could refrain no longer, he had to know what Sam meant.
All Sam could was nod, keeping his eyes fixed on his mother's face.
"Oh my God."