Ch.3

They arrived at the hospital about 2 hours later. They quickly ran in. Teresa ran to the desk.

"I'm looking for my son…he was brought in…please tell me where he is I have to find him-"

"Ma'am you're going to have to calm down and tell me his name." The nurse behind the counter said.

"Teresa!"

She whipped around and saw Gwen running towards her.

"Gwen! Oh my god what's going on? Where is my son? Where is he?"

"He's in surgery…the doctor should be out any minute."

"Surgery? Oh my god…"Teresa started crying.

Fox rubbed her shoulders, trying to get her to calm down.

"Gwen what happened?" he asked.

"I don't really know Fox…we had been driving for about an hour or so, and decided to stop and get some lunch. I was sitting in the back with little Ethan, reading him a story. Ethan was driving. I don't know what happened next. Ethan yelled out, and I looked up. The next thing I knew, we were swerving, and then our car flipped over."

"You flipped?" Teresa asked between sobs.

"Yea a few times. "

"Then what happened?" Fox asked, anxious for answers.

"I'm not sure, the next thing I knew, the paramedics were there…Ethan and I were ok, but Little Ethan…" She started crying.

"I am so sorry you guys…I'm so sorry." She put her hands in her face. Her shoulders heaving up and down.

"Gwen it was an accident." Fox said. "It's not you're fault."

Just the, Ethan walked out. His eyes were filled with tears.

"Ethan!" Teresa ran to him. "How is he? What are the doctors saying?"

"Teresa…"

"Where is he Ethan?"

Fox walked over, standing behind her.

"Ethan, what's going on?"

"I'm so sorry…"he said. "I told the doctor I would be the one to tell you."

"Jesus Christ Ethan, tell us what?" Fox was growing impatient.

He looked over at Gwen, unable to look them in the face.

"Why wont you look at me?" Teresa whispered.

She watched a tear roll down his cheek.

"He's gone Teresa."

Gwen gasped, then immediately began sobbing.

Fox closed his eyes, not wanting to believe it. He walked over to where Gwen was, and sat down, trying to stop the tears from falling.

Teresa didn't move. She didn't even blink.

"Teresa?" Ethan asked. "Did you hear what I said?"

She looked at him.

"What?" she asked puzzled.

"Teresa," he said grabbing her face, making her look him in the eyes.

"He's gone."

She laughed.

"That's not funny Ethan."

"Teresa, why would I joke about this?"

"No…" she said shaking her head. "He cant be gone…he's only 6, there is no way he's dead. I have to see him!" she quickly ran back into the operating room.

Ethan fell against the wall, slowly sliding down, his face in his hands.

"What have I done?" he cried to himself.

Fox jumped up and followed Teresa. He stopped as he ran into the room. His breath caught in his throat.

Teresa was there beside the table, staring at her son.

"He looks so peaceful," she whispered.

Fox slowly walked over to his wife.

"Teresa, we shouldn't be in here…"

"NO!" she yelled. "I'm not leaving him. He needs his mother…what if he has a bad dream and I'm not here to comfort him when he wakes up?"

"Baby, he's not going to wake up."

Teresa slapped him.

He looked at her, tears brimming his eyes.

She stared back, unable to speak. Finally, she broke down, falling against him, sobbing into his chest.

He wrapped her tight in his arms and held her.

"Not my son…" she said over and over again.

"Not little Ethan…"

A/n**** I know what you're thinking…I must be evil for killing Little Ethan! Please don't hate me! I have the whole story planned out in my head, and I swear it's good! I hope y'all will keep reading! And don't forget to review! Go ahead and yell at me I wanna hear what you guys think!