AN: Here the first chapter. This is about a year and three months after
prologue, around Christmas. For those who have all ready seen this, I added
on to it. This is an updated chapter 1.
Do you Remember?
Chapter 1
Crash
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After almost a year and a half, Gordo still couldn't believe his luck. He and Lizzie had been dating happily since that night, thanks to Ethan and Kate. Sure nothing was totally happily ever after, but they always came back to each other and were happy. Soon after Miranda broke down and admitted her feelings for Larry. they had been joined at the hip ever since, all the past forgotten. Gordo took his eyes off the road, looking over at Lizzie. Moving his eyes back to the road, he mentally kicked himself for the hundredth time since they started going out. She was the best thing to happen to him and he had always regretted not asking her out sooner.
He frowned as snow began to fall, melting on the windshield. They were heading home after a 'Christmas Break' party at Parker's. Lizzie and Gordo had a system that allowed both of them to have a good time at party's. One party he would drive, the next she would. Lizzie slept lightly beside him after have a couple of drinks. As he neared Lizzie's house the snow became thicker and he could feel the tires slipping form the wet pavement. 'Oh better take it slow.'
He pulled into the McGuire's driveway, and switched off the engine. "Lizzie Babe, wake up," he said, to her as he pushed her hair from her head. "Zip up your coat, it's snowing."
Lizzie's eyes fluttered and open. She saw Gordo's face as he lightly shook her awake. She lifted her arms above her head and stretched them out. "Are we home?" she asked. Lizzie tried to do up her zipper, but found that impossible due to the few too many she had.
Gordo got out of the car and quickly opened her door. He helped her out and zipped up her coat. They made their way to the door, Gordo helping Lizzie stand up. He found her keys, opened the door and brought them both inside. After they had their wet boots and coats off, Gordo picked Lizzie up and began up the stairs. She snuggled closer to his body and started to fall back to sleep. "David?" she whispered.
"Yea Babe?"
"Your too good for me. I love you."
"Shhhh." He lightly kissed her forehead and lay her on her bed. He took off her pants, shirt and socks, leaving her in a tank top and panties. Looking down at her sleeping form, he longed to climb into bed with her, but he had to get home. Planting a kiss on her forehead, he tucked her in and made his way down stairs and out the door.
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The snow was falling faster now, the roads were thick with it. He was driving slowly towards his home, just as a couple of blocks away. Suddenly out of the curtain of snow, Gordo saw the head beams of another car coming straight at him. Gordo quickly swerved the wheel to the left trying to move him out of the other car's way. His tires slipped on the snow and he started to fishtail across the left side of the road. Gordo tried to gain back control of the car, but it was too late. The car hit the curb and jumped the sidewalk. The car finally came to a stop as it plowed into a hydro pole. Even though Gordo was wearing a seat belt, he fell forward with the car and his head smacked the steering wheel. He fell over and smacked his head hard onto the driver window. Just before he blacked out he saw the other car whiz by.
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Lizzie woke up in a clouded haze. As her eyes began to adjust to her dark bedroom, she realized that the ringing she heard wasn't in her head, but was coming from the phone beside her bed. Her eyes saw the green glow from her alarm clock reading 3:42 before her eyes clouded over. She blindly reached for the phone knocking it over, she grabbed the cord and caught the reviver in her hand.
"Hello?" She asked, as she fell backwards onto the bed.
"Lizzie?" Lizzie heard Mrs.Gordon's voice filled with worry.
"Mrs.Gordon? What's wrong?" Lizzie sat up and ran her hand though her hair.
"Lizzie, thank God you're there! I think you may want to come down to Grace Memorial right way!" Mrs. Gordon sounded close to tears. "David's been in a accident."
Lizzie felt her heart jump into her thought. David? HER David?
"Lizzie? Lizzie are you there?"
"Um yea, give me a second, I'll be there soon. Thank you for calling me."
"Lizzie, you know you're like family! Of course we knew that you would want to be here! Please be careful, the roads are still bad."
"Ok, I promise I'll drive slow. I'll see you in a bit." Lizzie quickly hung up the phone and grabbed some clothes from her dresser. Throwing them on, she quickly pulled a brush thorough her hair and quietly slipped down the stairs. Grabbing her keys off the table, she wrote a quick note telling her parents where she was. She put on her boots and jacket and opened the door. A blast of wind and snow hit her, and she pushed her way out to the drive way. She hopped into her Jetta and started it up. She carefully backed out of the driveway and slowly made her way down the road to the hospital.
The Emergency Doors at the hospital parted and Lizzie ran in. Her hair had been pulled into a quick and messy ponytail and her clothing was rumpled. Her eyes were rimmed with red, partly from the late night and early wake up, and partly from with held tears. 'I should have made him stay, why did he go?' Lizzie kept on asking herself. She walked up to the counter and asked a nurse where David Gordon was. The nurse continued to read the magazine open in front of her.
"um hello? I need to find David Gordon. Can you PLEASE tell me where he is?" Lizzie pleaded with the nurse.
"Sorry I'm in the middle of somethin. HEY!" Lizzie grabbed the magazine from under her nose. "What are you doing?!"
"My boyfriend just came in. His name is David Gordon. Where is he?" Lizzie fought to keep her voice under control. This girl was standing between her and David, and she wasn't going to let that happen. "Well? WHERE IS HE?"
The Nurse took look one at Lizzie and moved towards the computer on her right. After entering the information in, the nurse replied, "He's in room 329 ICU Ward, But wait!" Lizzie had dropped the magazine and raced towards the elevators.
After hearing where he was, Lizzie didn't wait a second, she was down the hall to the elevators, hitting the call button. As soon as she heard a pair of doors open she bolted towards the elevator and move inside it. She hit the button for the 3er floor and watched the doors close. She fell back into the corner. 'How did this happen?' Lizzie continued to blame herself for Gordo's accident. The doors opened and Lizzie stepped out into the hall way.
The blank, white walls of the hall were unfriendly. The smell of steel equipment filled her senses and flooded her with pain. 'This isn't the kind of place that Gordo should be in,' Lizzie thought to herself 'he should be curled up in his room, filled with movie tapes and his vintage posters.' Lizzie shivered at the thought that the love of her life was stuck in this cold, bland place. She followed the signs that pointed her towards the ICU Ward. As she moved down the hall she glanced into other rooms. She could hear the steady beep of heart monitors, and the hiss of oxygen machines. She wrapped her arms around herself trying to block out the loneness of the place. She saw the Gordons curled up on a plastic chair holding onto each other and whispering comforting words. Mrs.Gordon looked over her husband's shoulders and saw Lizzie's advancing down the hall. She stood and quickly made her way over to Lizzie, embracing her.
"Oh Lizzie! How are you holding up?"
"Well ok. I guess, any news? What happened? Can I see h." Lizzie was cut off by Mr.Gordon. he stood and took his wife into his arms.
"Yes, you can go in and see him. He's not as bad as it looks. His wrist was broken and he cracked a few ribs. Lizzie, I think we need to sit and talk." He guided her and Mrs.Gordon to a seat. "right now he is still unconscious. They're not sure exactly what happened but the police said that his car swerved off the road and slammed into a pole, not far from the house. Even though he was wearing a belt his head slammed into the steering wheel. The air bag went off too late. Then his head hit the window and cracked it. Luckily there was no spine damage. We have to wait and see what happens in the next 24 hours, if nothing worse happens then they'll move him to a different room."
Lizzie couldn't believe it. "How long have they said till he wakes up?"
"They can never be sure. The longer it takes, the more we could lose him. They said that we should talk and reassure him, remind him of things trying to bring him back to us."
"Can I see him?" Lizzie asked.
"Oh of course dear, go right in. we added yours and Miranda's name to the visitors list." Mrs. Gordon said.
"Thanks" She took a deep breath and pushed the door open.
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Lizzie entered the room and felt all the happiness being sucked out of her. The cold feeling of the hallways was back but worse. This wasn't just some random person behind a door, but her best friend and lover. She slowly moved the curtain back and had her first glimpse if him in 3 hours. When he was tucking her into bed, he was alive . His hair was unruly as ever and sparkled with snow drops from outside. His once small and boyish body has filled out. He towered over her at 6'2 and his body filled out. His brown eyes shone with laughter and love as he tucked her in and placed a kiss on her head. Now as she peered over onto the steel, cold hospital bed, she couldn't see any of that. His hair had been flattened and hidden by bandages that were wrapped around his forehead. His once glowing skin was white and just as pale as the sheets that were on the bed. And his eyes were hidden behind his eyelids. She moved over to the bed and touched his cool hand. She grasped his hand and she whispered to him, "Don't worry Babe, I'm right here."
on to it. This is an updated chapter 1.
Do you Remember?
Chapter 1
Crash
* * *
After almost a year and a half, Gordo still couldn't believe his luck. He and Lizzie had been dating happily since that night, thanks to Ethan and Kate. Sure nothing was totally happily ever after, but they always came back to each other and were happy. Soon after Miranda broke down and admitted her feelings for Larry. they had been joined at the hip ever since, all the past forgotten. Gordo took his eyes off the road, looking over at Lizzie. Moving his eyes back to the road, he mentally kicked himself for the hundredth time since they started going out. She was the best thing to happen to him and he had always regretted not asking her out sooner.
He frowned as snow began to fall, melting on the windshield. They were heading home after a 'Christmas Break' party at Parker's. Lizzie and Gordo had a system that allowed both of them to have a good time at party's. One party he would drive, the next she would. Lizzie slept lightly beside him after have a couple of drinks. As he neared Lizzie's house the snow became thicker and he could feel the tires slipping form the wet pavement. 'Oh better take it slow.'
He pulled into the McGuire's driveway, and switched off the engine. "Lizzie Babe, wake up," he said, to her as he pushed her hair from her head. "Zip up your coat, it's snowing."
Lizzie's eyes fluttered and open. She saw Gordo's face as he lightly shook her awake. She lifted her arms above her head and stretched them out. "Are we home?" she asked. Lizzie tried to do up her zipper, but found that impossible due to the few too many she had.
Gordo got out of the car and quickly opened her door. He helped her out and zipped up her coat. They made their way to the door, Gordo helping Lizzie stand up. He found her keys, opened the door and brought them both inside. After they had their wet boots and coats off, Gordo picked Lizzie up and began up the stairs. She snuggled closer to his body and started to fall back to sleep. "David?" she whispered.
"Yea Babe?"
"Your too good for me. I love you."
"Shhhh." He lightly kissed her forehead and lay her on her bed. He took off her pants, shirt and socks, leaving her in a tank top and panties. Looking down at her sleeping form, he longed to climb into bed with her, but he had to get home. Planting a kiss on her forehead, he tucked her in and made his way down stairs and out the door.
* * *
The snow was falling faster now, the roads were thick with it. He was driving slowly towards his home, just as a couple of blocks away. Suddenly out of the curtain of snow, Gordo saw the head beams of another car coming straight at him. Gordo quickly swerved the wheel to the left trying to move him out of the other car's way. His tires slipped on the snow and he started to fishtail across the left side of the road. Gordo tried to gain back control of the car, but it was too late. The car hit the curb and jumped the sidewalk. The car finally came to a stop as it plowed into a hydro pole. Even though Gordo was wearing a seat belt, he fell forward with the car and his head smacked the steering wheel. He fell over and smacked his head hard onto the driver window. Just before he blacked out he saw the other car whiz by.
* * *
Lizzie woke up in a clouded haze. As her eyes began to adjust to her dark bedroom, she realized that the ringing she heard wasn't in her head, but was coming from the phone beside her bed. Her eyes saw the green glow from her alarm clock reading 3:42 before her eyes clouded over. She blindly reached for the phone knocking it over, she grabbed the cord and caught the reviver in her hand.
"Hello?" She asked, as she fell backwards onto the bed.
"Lizzie?" Lizzie heard Mrs.Gordon's voice filled with worry.
"Mrs.Gordon? What's wrong?" Lizzie sat up and ran her hand though her hair.
"Lizzie, thank God you're there! I think you may want to come down to Grace Memorial right way!" Mrs. Gordon sounded close to tears. "David's been in a accident."
Lizzie felt her heart jump into her thought. David? HER David?
"Lizzie? Lizzie are you there?"
"Um yea, give me a second, I'll be there soon. Thank you for calling me."
"Lizzie, you know you're like family! Of course we knew that you would want to be here! Please be careful, the roads are still bad."
"Ok, I promise I'll drive slow. I'll see you in a bit." Lizzie quickly hung up the phone and grabbed some clothes from her dresser. Throwing them on, she quickly pulled a brush thorough her hair and quietly slipped down the stairs. Grabbing her keys off the table, she wrote a quick note telling her parents where she was. She put on her boots and jacket and opened the door. A blast of wind and snow hit her, and she pushed her way out to the drive way. She hopped into her Jetta and started it up. She carefully backed out of the driveway and slowly made her way down the road to the hospital.
The Emergency Doors at the hospital parted and Lizzie ran in. Her hair had been pulled into a quick and messy ponytail and her clothing was rumpled. Her eyes were rimmed with red, partly from the late night and early wake up, and partly from with held tears. 'I should have made him stay, why did he go?' Lizzie kept on asking herself. She walked up to the counter and asked a nurse where David Gordon was. The nurse continued to read the magazine open in front of her.
"um hello? I need to find David Gordon. Can you PLEASE tell me where he is?" Lizzie pleaded with the nurse.
"Sorry I'm in the middle of somethin. HEY!" Lizzie grabbed the magazine from under her nose. "What are you doing?!"
"My boyfriend just came in. His name is David Gordon. Where is he?" Lizzie fought to keep her voice under control. This girl was standing between her and David, and she wasn't going to let that happen. "Well? WHERE IS HE?"
The Nurse took look one at Lizzie and moved towards the computer on her right. After entering the information in, the nurse replied, "He's in room 329 ICU Ward, But wait!" Lizzie had dropped the magazine and raced towards the elevators.
After hearing where he was, Lizzie didn't wait a second, she was down the hall to the elevators, hitting the call button. As soon as she heard a pair of doors open she bolted towards the elevator and move inside it. She hit the button for the 3er floor and watched the doors close. She fell back into the corner. 'How did this happen?' Lizzie continued to blame herself for Gordo's accident. The doors opened and Lizzie stepped out into the hall way.
The blank, white walls of the hall were unfriendly. The smell of steel equipment filled her senses and flooded her with pain. 'This isn't the kind of place that Gordo should be in,' Lizzie thought to herself 'he should be curled up in his room, filled with movie tapes and his vintage posters.' Lizzie shivered at the thought that the love of her life was stuck in this cold, bland place. She followed the signs that pointed her towards the ICU Ward. As she moved down the hall she glanced into other rooms. She could hear the steady beep of heart monitors, and the hiss of oxygen machines. She wrapped her arms around herself trying to block out the loneness of the place. She saw the Gordons curled up on a plastic chair holding onto each other and whispering comforting words. Mrs.Gordon looked over her husband's shoulders and saw Lizzie's advancing down the hall. She stood and quickly made her way over to Lizzie, embracing her.
"Oh Lizzie! How are you holding up?"
"Well ok. I guess, any news? What happened? Can I see h." Lizzie was cut off by Mr.Gordon. he stood and took his wife into his arms.
"Yes, you can go in and see him. He's not as bad as it looks. His wrist was broken and he cracked a few ribs. Lizzie, I think we need to sit and talk." He guided her and Mrs.Gordon to a seat. "right now he is still unconscious. They're not sure exactly what happened but the police said that his car swerved off the road and slammed into a pole, not far from the house. Even though he was wearing a belt his head slammed into the steering wheel. The air bag went off too late. Then his head hit the window and cracked it. Luckily there was no spine damage. We have to wait and see what happens in the next 24 hours, if nothing worse happens then they'll move him to a different room."
Lizzie couldn't believe it. "How long have they said till he wakes up?"
"They can never be sure. The longer it takes, the more we could lose him. They said that we should talk and reassure him, remind him of things trying to bring him back to us."
"Can I see him?" Lizzie asked.
"Oh of course dear, go right in. we added yours and Miranda's name to the visitors list." Mrs. Gordon said.
"Thanks" She took a deep breath and pushed the door open.
* * *
Lizzie entered the room and felt all the happiness being sucked out of her. The cold feeling of the hallways was back but worse. This wasn't just some random person behind a door, but her best friend and lover. She slowly moved the curtain back and had her first glimpse if him in 3 hours. When he was tucking her into bed, he was alive . His hair was unruly as ever and sparkled with snow drops from outside. His once small and boyish body has filled out. He towered over her at 6'2 and his body filled out. His brown eyes shone with laughter and love as he tucked her in and placed a kiss on her head. Now as she peered over onto the steel, cold hospital bed, she couldn't see any of that. His hair had been flattened and hidden by bandages that were wrapped around his forehead. His once glowing skin was white and just as pale as the sheets that were on the bed. And his eyes were hidden behind his eyelids. She moved over to the bed and touched his cool hand. She grasped his hand and she whispered to him, "Don't worry Babe, I'm right here."