"Well do they know what happened?"

"Yeah, stress. Nothing more. I was just completely shocked that Morgan... that she would.... that..." Emma began to bawl. She wrapped her knees up to her chest and was shaking. Jason watched as his daughter, the love of his life, shut herself off from him. His baby, crying these heart wrenching sobs, her little body trembling.... he sat on the edge of the bed and rubbed her back until she finally gave in and collapsed into him. Emma grabbed her dad around the middle and held on as tight as she could. Never wanting him to let go again. Jason didnt really know how to offer her any comfort, so he held her for a while. Told her that he loved her, he always would. She was the best thing that ever happened to him... and eventually her sobbing slowed, and Emma lifted her head and stared into her father's eyes.

And at that exact same moment... Jason saw his wife, out of the corner of his eye, looking in through the window, her face blotchy and red, she was hysterical....

And right then. It clicked for Jason Morgan.

He stared back at his little girl, his little teenager. And as she looked him square in the eye... Jason recieved the worst news he had ever gotten in his life.

Jason's POV

"Dad..." Emma began again as tears filled her eyes.

"What? Emma... what's going on? You're scaring me..." I asked as I smoothed her hair and wiped away her tears. My wife was still at the door, staring at me and our daughter, and I could tell that she was sniffling and sobbing, and when Emma touched the side of my face and I let my tears fall, I watched Courtney slide down the door, her emotions over coming her.

"I'm sick," and that was all it took to send me over the edge. I understood why my wife was hysterical. I understood what it felt like to feel pain beyond any stretch of the imagination. I now realized how I took my life for granted. But I needed specifics. I needed to know what to do in order to save my daughter's life.

So, I forced myself to calm down. Forced myself to wipe away my tears. Forced myself to look my daughter in the eyes, and ask what was happening.

"What do you mean sick?" I asked, with all the courage and strength I could muster. I willed myself not to cry.

"I have cancer Daddy," Emma told me as I began to get angry. I wanted to throw something. I wanted so badly for it to be me. Not her. Not my baby girl. Cancer? How could she have cancer? Was it her heart condition? No, that couldn't be it. She was okay now. She had the transplant... ever since then she had always been so healthy...

"What kind of cancer? They're treating it right?" I managed to choke out.

"Leukeimia," Emma whispered, probably for my benefit, because I was so full of undeniable rage...

"Leu- Leukiemia?" I whispered to myself. And I put my head down and cried, not knowing what else to do.

Courtneys POV

I watched as my husband came to terms with our daughter's illness. It wasn't the first time that we had discovered bad news regarding her health. Her heart when she was little was an obstacle that we had to overcome, the odds were against her then. And they were now too. Jason looked like he wanted to throw something. He was angry. He doesn't seem to know how to handle all of his grief. Terrible things had been happening in such rapid succession lately. It was too much for me as well. And then my husband looked at me through the door in the small window, the one separating us. And right then, I believe that a bond formed. We knew what it felt like to lose a child. We knew that feeling. He also knows, I couldn't handle losing our Emma. And right at that moment, time froze for me. Time froze for him. And time was moving way too fast, all at the same time.

A/N: Sorry that its so short!!! My apologies!!! But I hope that you enjoyed it. Stay tuned for some heartbreak in the next chapter! I promise that I'll have one up before the weekend is up! Reviews are so greatly appreciated!!!!!!!