Ch.2

"What time is little Ethan getting back tonight?"

Fox and Teresa were walking on the boardwalk.

"I think around 5ish…that's what time Gwen and Ethan had planned on coming back from the cabin"

"It was nice of them to offer to take him skiing for the weekend."

"Yea." Teresa nodded. "I just cant wait for him to come home…I miss him so much when he goes away."

"Me too."

They walked for a little while, holding hands.

"You know Fox, I was thinking…maybe its time we started to plan extending our family."

Fox stopped walking.

"Kids?"

"Well yea…don't you want kids?"

"Of course I do Resa…I want kids more than anything in the world."

"But…" she said. She could always tell when he had something more to say.

"But…I just don't think with your condition we should start planning anything like that yet."

"What do you mean? I haven't been sick for almost 2 years Fox."

"I know that…but you know what Dr, Russell said. You're not completely out of the woods until you're in remission for 5 years. I wouldn't want to do anything to risk you getting sick again."

"Fox, we've talked about this. I know what the risks are, and I don't care. I want kids, and I want them with you…I don't want to have to wait another 3 years to add on to this family."

"Teresa, I don't know…"

"Can we at least as Dr. Russell before we make a decision? Please?" she looked at him with puppy dog eyes.

"Oh Resa, not the eyes. You know I'm a sucker for the eyes."

She stared at him.

"Alright," he sighed. "We'll talk to Eve."

"You mean it?"

"Yea I mean it."

"I can't believe it! We're really going to do this!" she laughed, wrapping her arms around his neck.

He picked her up, twirling her around.

He put her down, brushing a strand piece of hair that had fallen over her face.

Just the, his cell phone rang.

"Hold on, let me get that." He reached into his pocket.

"Fox Crane."

Silence.

"Hello?" Fox said. "Is there anyone there?"

"Fox?" he heard a whispered voice.

"Who is this?"

"Fox its Gwen."

"Gwen? Where are you, why are you whispering?"

Teresa's face fell.

~Why is Gwen calling? She should be on her way home. ~

"Fox…there was an accident…"

"WHAT? What kind of accident? Are you guys ok?"

"Accident? Fox what's going on?!" Teresa cried out. "Is little Ethan ok?"

Fox put his hand up, trying to get Teresa to calm down.

"Gwen are you there? Is everyone ok?"

"Ethan and I are fine…just a few bumps and bruises."

"What about Little Ethan?"

No answer.

"Gwen, what's wrong? Why wont you tell me anything?"

"Fox, it doesn't look good."

His face paled.

Teresa let out a sob. She could tell by his expression that something was seriously wrong.

"Gwen where are you guys at?" Fox finally managed to spit out.

"We're at some local hospital up here by the cabin…Ethan is talking to the doctors right now…"

"We're on our way." Fox hung up the phone.

"Please don't tell me something is wrong with my son."

"Come on," he said grabbing her hand. " We gotta go."

They quickly ran to the car, and sped away.