To Love Again
Disclaimer: I don't own Passions etc.
Chapter 11
Breaking the News to Fox
Fox awoke to see a man who looked vaguely familiar pacing in front of his bed. He cleared his throat to get the man's attention. "Oh, good you're awake." He said nervously. He quickly moved over to the seat by Fox's bed and sat down.
"I don't know if you remember me but I'm one of the guys that helped you out earlier." He said. Fox sensed that this man was extremely nervous.
"There's something I have to tell you," He said with an uneasy laugh, "Where do I start...um... you're no longer in the LA hospital we had to move you because there wasn't any room left." He said running his hand through his hair.
"Oh... well it doesn't really matter what hospital I'm in but thanks for everything... Paul is it? I'm just glad that you came by when you did, who knows what might have happened to Theresa and I if you didn't help us."
"Well that's the main thing I wanted to talk to you about." Said Paul, looking down at his hands in his lap trying to come up with some sort of story that would support the lie.
"What is it?" Fox asked with concern. "Theresa didn't make it, she died right after you were taken to the emergency room." Fox flinched.
"What the hell are you talking about? You have to be mistaken, Theresa can't be dead she was just fine when I saw her last... hell she climbed up a cliff... she can't be dead." Fox said angrily.
'Oh God. how am I suppose to pull this off?' Thought Paul. "The doctors didn't see it coming. Theresa had a certain heart problem that isn't easily detected unless it's looked for."
'I hope he falls for this I don't have any other bright ideas. How did I land up with this job, who would have thought Alistair Crane would have asked me to come to LA to help one of his employees out and in the process land up rescuing his grandson.'
"No... I don't believe it... Theresa can't be dead." He said holding his head in his hands. 'Any minute I'm going to wake up in my bed and Theresa will be in the kitchen making coffee.'
"I'm really sorry for all that's happened but everything has been taken car of." Paul said standing. "What do you mean everything has been taken care of?" Fox asked looking up, his broken heart shining in his eyes.
'Shit.' "Well...um... when the doctors found out who you were they called your grandfather and he decided to take care of bringing back the body to... now what was the name of that town?..."
"Harmony..." Fox filled in... his eyes taking on a glazed expression. 'She's gone... we're never even got a chance to be together, I'll never be able to hold her again.'
"Why would Alistair care about Theresa what's in it for him by bringing back Theresa's... her body?" He said.
'I don't know all I know is what I was told. I really hope and wish you the best of luck." Paul said giving him a small smile before leaving the room.
When the door was closed Fox burst into tears. Fox wasn't much of the crying type. He had out grown it through the years. When he was younger of course he'd cried though it was mostly out of loneliness, his mother never paid any attention to him and the only friends he had were Pilar, who of course was much older then him, and a couple of people he considered he liked.
When I met Theresa I never ever felt a lonely moment she lit up my life and made all the dark corners not as visible as before. 'She made me feel like I was worth something.'
'It's all my fault... she's dead because of me... why did she have to die? God... why did you have to take her young life away she had more to live for then I do... why?'
The doctor walked in to check on Fox. "How are you doing Mr. Crane?" Said a very pretty female doctor, any other time Fox would have flirted but that part in him seemed to die when Theresa did.
"Mr. Crane?" The doctor said again a little worried now. Fox didn't answer he just laid back and closed his eyes. "What's wrong Mr. Crane would you like anything?" "I'd like Theresa back." He whispered.
"What was that. "Nothing..." "Come now Mr. Crane what is the problem." She said a load of cheer in her voice. Fox just wanted to reach out and strangle her he didn't want to hear her happy voice when he felt like this.
"I just found out that the girl that I love has died." He said the dreadful words sinking in even more. 'I won't be able to see her beautiful laughing face anymore or smell the sweetness of her perfume.'
"I'm so very sorry Mr. Crane... if you'd like I leave you alone for a few minutes and then come back to check on you." She said touching his shoulder.
He nodded but he was no longer there, he was off in another world. He drifted off to sleeping dreaming of what could have been, what should have been with Theresa.
Disclaimer: I don't own Passions etc.
Chapter 11
Breaking the News to Fox
Fox awoke to see a man who looked vaguely familiar pacing in front of his bed. He cleared his throat to get the man's attention. "Oh, good you're awake." He said nervously. He quickly moved over to the seat by Fox's bed and sat down.
"I don't know if you remember me but I'm one of the guys that helped you out earlier." He said. Fox sensed that this man was extremely nervous.
"There's something I have to tell you," He said with an uneasy laugh, "Where do I start...um... you're no longer in the LA hospital we had to move you because there wasn't any room left." He said running his hand through his hair.
"Oh... well it doesn't really matter what hospital I'm in but thanks for everything... Paul is it? I'm just glad that you came by when you did, who knows what might have happened to Theresa and I if you didn't help us."
"Well that's the main thing I wanted to talk to you about." Said Paul, looking down at his hands in his lap trying to come up with some sort of story that would support the lie.
"What is it?" Fox asked with concern. "Theresa didn't make it, she died right after you were taken to the emergency room." Fox flinched.
"What the hell are you talking about? You have to be mistaken, Theresa can't be dead she was just fine when I saw her last... hell she climbed up a cliff... she can't be dead." Fox said angrily.
'Oh God. how am I suppose to pull this off?' Thought Paul. "The doctors didn't see it coming. Theresa had a certain heart problem that isn't easily detected unless it's looked for."
'I hope he falls for this I don't have any other bright ideas. How did I land up with this job, who would have thought Alistair Crane would have asked me to come to LA to help one of his employees out and in the process land up rescuing his grandson.'
"No... I don't believe it... Theresa can't be dead." He said holding his head in his hands. 'Any minute I'm going to wake up in my bed and Theresa will be in the kitchen making coffee.'
"I'm really sorry for all that's happened but everything has been taken car of." Paul said standing. "What do you mean everything has been taken care of?" Fox asked looking up, his broken heart shining in his eyes.
'Shit.' "Well...um... when the doctors found out who you were they called your grandfather and he decided to take care of bringing back the body to... now what was the name of that town?..."
"Harmony..." Fox filled in... his eyes taking on a glazed expression. 'She's gone... we're never even got a chance to be together, I'll never be able to hold her again.'
"Why would Alistair care about Theresa what's in it for him by bringing back Theresa's... her body?" He said.
'I don't know all I know is what I was told. I really hope and wish you the best of luck." Paul said giving him a small smile before leaving the room.
When the door was closed Fox burst into tears. Fox wasn't much of the crying type. He had out grown it through the years. When he was younger of course he'd cried though it was mostly out of loneliness, his mother never paid any attention to him and the only friends he had were Pilar, who of course was much older then him, and a couple of people he considered he liked.
When I met Theresa I never ever felt a lonely moment she lit up my life and made all the dark corners not as visible as before. 'She made me feel like I was worth something.'
'It's all my fault... she's dead because of me... why did she have to die? God... why did you have to take her young life away she had more to live for then I do... why?'
The doctor walked in to check on Fox. "How are you doing Mr. Crane?" Said a very pretty female doctor, any other time Fox would have flirted but that part in him seemed to die when Theresa did.
"Mr. Crane?" The doctor said again a little worried now. Fox didn't answer he just laid back and closed his eyes. "What's wrong Mr. Crane would you like anything?" "I'd like Theresa back." He whispered.
"What was that. "Nothing..." "Come now Mr. Crane what is the problem." She said a load of cheer in her voice. Fox just wanted to reach out and strangle her he didn't want to hear her happy voice when he felt like this.
"I just found out that the girl that I love has died." He said the dreadful words sinking in even more. 'I won't be able to see her beautiful laughing face anymore or smell the sweetness of her perfume.'
"I'm so very sorry Mr. Crane... if you'd like I leave you alone for a few minutes and then come back to check on you." She said touching his shoulder.
He nodded but he was no longer there, he was off in another world. He drifted off to sleeping dreaming of what could have been, what should have been with Theresa.
