Fox heard her scream. The sound sent a chill up his spine.
"Teresa."
He ran into the room, terrified to see her lying motionless on the floor.
He ran to her, dropping to his knees beside her unmoving body.
"Teresa, open your eyes."
Frantically, he looked around the room. He heard a noise coming from above. He looked up and saw little Ethan, his eyes wide, sobbing hysterically.
"Mommy fell Fox," he cried.
Dylan and Jason ran in.
"Is she alright?" Jason asked.
"Someone get him out of here," Fox said motioning to little Ethan.
Dylan ran up the stairs and grabbed his hand, leading him to one of the bedrooms.
Jason fell beside Fox on the floor.
"Is she breathing?"
Fox stroked her hair.
"Resa, please…open your eyes."
Paloma ran in behind them.
"An ambulance is on the way…what happened?"
"IT looks like she fell," Jason said. "Jesus, that's a long fall."
Fox's tears were slowly falling onto her body as he hovered over her.
"Oh god."
It was then he noticed the blood.
"She's bleeding," he said. "Where is she bleeding from?"
Jason helped him look.
"This is too much blood," Jason whispered to himself.
"Where's the damn ambulance!" Fox yelled.
"They're coming," Paloma said.
Fox stroked her hair.
"Just hang on," he whispered into her hair. "You're going to be alright…you have to be alright."
A few moments later, the parmedics arrived. They gently moved Teresa onto a stretcher, and placed her in the ambulance. Fox rode with them to the hospital.
When they arrived, they were rushed to the emergency room. Jason and Paloma were right behind them.
The three of them stood in the waiting room. After what seemed like an eternity later, a doctor finally came out to speak to them.
"How is she?" Fox asked.
"She's stable right now," the doctor said. "The good news is she didn't break any bones."
He sighed.
"There is a problem however. She's lost a lot of blood. She needs more of it."
"Ok, then give her some more," Fox said not following along.
"It's not that simple. Teresa has a rare blood type. We don't have it here at the hospital. With our budget cuts recently, we've lost a lot of our supplies we had stored."
"I don't understand," Jason said. "How can you be a hospital, and not have blood stored somewhere?"
"I'm sorry," the doctor said. "We need a donor with her type of blood. It's the only way. Does she have any family in the area?"
Fox and Jason looked at Paloma.
"I'm her sister."
"Well then, we're in luck…as long as you don't mind to donate, we an go ahead and begin. Follow me."
Paloma gave Jason a glance, and then followed the doctor behind closed doors.
"This is bad Fox…real bad."
"What are you talking about? It's a miracle that her sister is here Jason…without her, she'd probably be dying right now."
"Fox don't you get it? This is going to get back to people. The FBI, Alistair…they're all going to hear about this…this could ruin our whole operation. Paloma is going to be kicked off the force once the FBI hears she has family involved. And if Alistair finds out the connection, he's going to put two and two together and dind out we aren't who we appear to be."
Fox wasn't listening to Jason. HE didn't care about the police, or the FBI, or his grandfather.
The only thing he cared about was fighting for her life down the hall from him.
He wiped the stray tears that had fallen onto his cheek.
"Fox…did you hear what I just said?"
He looked at Jason.
Jason sighed.
"Everything will be ok," he told himself. "It has to be."
Paloma walked back out a few minutes later.
"How are you?' Jason asked stroking her hair.
"How's Teresa?" Fox asked.
"She's going to be fine," Paloma smiled. She turned to Jason. "This could ruin everything. What are we going to do?"
Jason said nothing, not sure how to answer.
"This is all too weird," she continued. "A Hosptial without blood supply? This makes no sense."
"What are you thinking?" Jason asked.
She sighed.
"I dont know...i have a feeling this is all some kind of setup.
He grabbed her hand.
"We'll take care of it."
The three of them went and sat down in the waiting room.
The doctor watched them from his office. He silently closed his door and went to his phone. He dialed the number.
"Yes?"
"Sir it's me."
"What did you find out?"
"The woman who came with Miss Lopez-Fitzgerald was her sister sir. She was able to donate blood."
The man pounded his fist on his desk.
"I knew something wasn't right about all of this."
"What shall I do sir?"
"Don't do anything…I'm going to take matters into my own hands."
"Very well Mr. Crane. Goodbye."
Alistair sat at his desk and laughed.
"Those fools…thinking they could really fool Alistair Crane."
He took a puff of his cigar.
"Looks like I'm going to have to pay them a little unannounced visit."
He looked out his window.
"They're going down…and they don't even know it."
"Teresa."
He ran into the room, terrified to see her lying motionless on the floor.
He ran to her, dropping to his knees beside her unmoving body.
"Teresa, open your eyes."
Frantically, he looked around the room. He heard a noise coming from above. He looked up and saw little Ethan, his eyes wide, sobbing hysterically.
"Mommy fell Fox," he cried.
Dylan and Jason ran in.
"Is she alright?" Jason asked.
"Someone get him out of here," Fox said motioning to little Ethan.
Dylan ran up the stairs and grabbed his hand, leading him to one of the bedrooms.
Jason fell beside Fox on the floor.
"Is she breathing?"
Fox stroked her hair.
"Resa, please…open your eyes."
Paloma ran in behind them.
"An ambulance is on the way…what happened?"
"IT looks like she fell," Jason said. "Jesus, that's a long fall."
Fox's tears were slowly falling onto her body as he hovered over her.
"Oh god."
It was then he noticed the blood.
"She's bleeding," he said. "Where is she bleeding from?"
Jason helped him look.
"This is too much blood," Jason whispered to himself.
"Where's the damn ambulance!" Fox yelled.
"They're coming," Paloma said.
Fox stroked her hair.
"Just hang on," he whispered into her hair. "You're going to be alright…you have to be alright."
A few moments later, the parmedics arrived. They gently moved Teresa onto a stretcher, and placed her in the ambulance. Fox rode with them to the hospital.
When they arrived, they were rushed to the emergency room. Jason and Paloma were right behind them.
The three of them stood in the waiting room. After what seemed like an eternity later, a doctor finally came out to speak to them.
"How is she?" Fox asked.
"She's stable right now," the doctor said. "The good news is she didn't break any bones."
He sighed.
"There is a problem however. She's lost a lot of blood. She needs more of it."
"Ok, then give her some more," Fox said not following along.
"It's not that simple. Teresa has a rare blood type. We don't have it here at the hospital. With our budget cuts recently, we've lost a lot of our supplies we had stored."
"I don't understand," Jason said. "How can you be a hospital, and not have blood stored somewhere?"
"I'm sorry," the doctor said. "We need a donor with her type of blood. It's the only way. Does she have any family in the area?"
Fox and Jason looked at Paloma.
"I'm her sister."
"Well then, we're in luck…as long as you don't mind to donate, we an go ahead and begin. Follow me."
Paloma gave Jason a glance, and then followed the doctor behind closed doors.
"This is bad Fox…real bad."
"What are you talking about? It's a miracle that her sister is here Jason…without her, she'd probably be dying right now."
"Fox don't you get it? This is going to get back to people. The FBI, Alistair…they're all going to hear about this…this could ruin our whole operation. Paloma is going to be kicked off the force once the FBI hears she has family involved. And if Alistair finds out the connection, he's going to put two and two together and dind out we aren't who we appear to be."
Fox wasn't listening to Jason. HE didn't care about the police, or the FBI, or his grandfather.
The only thing he cared about was fighting for her life down the hall from him.
He wiped the stray tears that had fallen onto his cheek.
"Fox…did you hear what I just said?"
He looked at Jason.
Jason sighed.
"Everything will be ok," he told himself. "It has to be."
Paloma walked back out a few minutes later.
"How are you?' Jason asked stroking her hair.
"How's Teresa?" Fox asked.
"She's going to be fine," Paloma smiled. She turned to Jason. "This could ruin everything. What are we going to do?"
Jason said nothing, not sure how to answer.
"This is all too weird," she continued. "A Hosptial without blood supply? This makes no sense."
"What are you thinking?" Jason asked.
She sighed.
"I dont know...i have a feeling this is all some kind of setup.
He grabbed her hand.
"We'll take care of it."
The three of them went and sat down in the waiting room.
The doctor watched them from his office. He silently closed his door and went to his phone. He dialed the number.
"Yes?"
"Sir it's me."
"What did you find out?"
"The woman who came with Miss Lopez-Fitzgerald was her sister sir. She was able to donate blood."
The man pounded his fist on his desk.
"I knew something wasn't right about all of this."
"What shall I do sir?"
"Don't do anything…I'm going to take matters into my own hands."
"Very well Mr. Crane. Goodbye."
Alistair sat at his desk and laughed.
"Those fools…thinking they could really fool Alistair Crane."
He took a puff of his cigar.
"Looks like I'm going to have to pay them a little unannounced visit."
He looked out his window.
"They're going down…and they don't even know it."