Chapter 1

Disclaimer: I do not own 7th Heaven A/N: This is my first fan fic, so please go easy on me....

This story is mainly about Ruthie and her husband of 16 years, Logan. Ruthie is 34, Logan is 35. They have 4 children. Melanie LeighAnne 16 years old, Christian Michael 9 years old, Zachary Colin 7 years old, and Mikaelah Grace 2 years old. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- ---------------------------------- "Are you OK hun?" Logan asked "Yea, I think I am going to have to stay home from work today though. It's probably just the flu," Replied Ruthie "Alright, well I am going to get the kids off to school and take Mikaelah to daycare, hope you feel better, call me later." "Ok I'll talk to you later... I love you." Said Ruthie as she walked into the bathroom.

In the Kitchen "Dad where is Mom?" asked Christian "She doesn't feel good, so she is staying home today." Logan answered. "Who will pick me up from basketball practice tonight then?" asked Zachary. "Well, I guess Melanie will have to get you, because I will be working late tonight at the hospital," their father answered. Melanie comes down the stairs with Mikaelah, sets her down and picks up her bag and says "Me? Why would I need to pick him up? Can't mom do it? I have to go over to Aunt Sarah and Uncle Matt's house to do a school project with Chelsey." "Your mom isn't feeling good, so she is staying home to rest. Sorry, but you'll have to cut your time with your cousin a little short tonight." "Fine, whatever" said Melanie as she stomped out of the house and got into her car.

Two Days Later "Hello?" Ruthie groaned as she picked up the phone "Hey Ruthie, It's Lucy, you don't sound too great, what's wrong?" "I haven't been feeling too great these past few days, and I'm not quite sure what's wrong." She replied in an unpleasant voice "That's too bad" Lucy said, "Kevin and I were wondering if you guys wanted to come over for dinner tonight, and then the kids could hang out too." "Well maybe the kids and Logan will want to come over but I feel to sick to even walk to get the mail let alone come over. I don't want to expose you to whatever I've got." "Ok so we'll plan on Logan and the kids unless you call. Ruthie do you need anything? " "No I think I have everything I need, thanks anyways though." "If you need anything just call, I hope you get to feeling better." "Me too", replied Ruthie, "Bye." "Bye".

Just as Ruthie hung up the phone with Lucy it rang again and she answered, "Hello?" "Hey, its me, are you feeling any better sweetie?" asked Logan "No not really I am still sick to my stomach." "If this keeps up for a couple more days I think you should go to the doctor hun." "I think I'll be ok it's just the stomach flu anyways." "By the way I told Lucy that you and the kids would go over there tonight for dinner. I hope that's OK." "That's fine sweety. I'll be home later, then I will take the kids over there. Love you, and get some rest now, Bye, I'll call you later to check on you." "OK, bye Logan."

A Few Hours Later___________________________________________________ After looking at his watch Logan decided to call Ruthie back to see if she was feeling any better. After he dialed the number, he waited for 10 rings, and didn't get an answer. He waited a few minutes and called back again, and still nobody answered. He became worried, so he called her cell phone, which was turned off when he tried to call it. He tried calling home one more time, and decided he would go home to see what was wrong, since he didn't get an answer on the 3rd phone call.

As he rushed in the door, Logan yelled "Ruthie, Ruthie!" He got no answer. He rushed up the stairs to their master bedroom was, and saw..........

(A/N: This is my first fanfiction, review, and tell me if you like it... I know I'm so mean to leave you hanging, but the sooner I get more reviews, the sooner the next chapter will be up! (