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Fantasy3: Well, now you can read and find out! Um, I know I haven't updated "A Race Against Time" yet, but just to let you know, I am
working on it!
Rose Morningstar: Yes, it was short. Oh well, this chapter is a little longer! Enjoy!
ss3dj: Yay! An update! Thanks for reviewing!
KPKrazy400: K. Good. lol. Thanx for reviewing!
Hermione-Potter-McTaggart: I'm glad you love it! :) Here's an update!
Wow! 11 reviews! You guys love me! Yeah, yeah, I know: shutup and get on with the fic!
Without further ado, Chapter 2!
(hey, rhyme! I'm getting good at that!)
Chapter 2: Finding Out
"Come on Kim."
The voice was familiar, yet it sounded distant. The voice was Ron's - she'd know it anywhere, yet she couldn't force her eyes open to look at him.
What's going on? Where am I? What happened?
The questions swirled through her brain awaiting answers that she could not yet supply.
"KP?"
Ron! If she could just open her eyes . . .
. . . again no luck.
What's wrong with me? Why won't my body listen to my mind?
She felt like she was trapped in a shell - one she couldn't seem to escape from underneath.
Kim wanted to break out of the bleak prison she was being held in, but the "chains" were holding her back from breaking free.
Then a startling question popped into her mind.
Am I dead?
Was this what it was like to be dead?
"Come on KP, wake up."
If she was dead, then how come Ron was urging her to wake up?
I can't be dead!
Then what was she? Unconscious? Maybe. In a coma? Perhaps.
"Any change?"
A new voice.
Mom?
"No."
Ron's voice again.
Arg! What's happened to me?
All of a sudden, the events of the car crash made their way back into Kim's mind.
Dad! Jim! Tim! Are they ok?
Kim groaned - and actually heard herself do it.
"Kimmie?"
Kim's mom and Ron must have heard her groan.
Unexpectedly, her ears seem to open up. She could hear noises that she hadn't heard before: Ron's breathing, her mother's
worried muttering; and . . . a really annoying beeping sound.
A faint odor slowly started to invade her nose. It smelled . . .clean.
I'm in the hospital!
It was as if her body finally gave up it's struggle against her mind - she found herself slowly being able to move a finger - then a hand. Now if she could just open her eyes . . .
"Kim?"
"Ron?" her voice was shaky as she said his name.
"Kimmie! Oh thank goodness!" her mother exclaimed. Kim could hear the relief in her voice and feel it as well as her mother hugged her and kissed her on the head many times. After about ten minutes of the touching scene, Kim's mother drew herself away from her daughter. "I'm going to get the doctor." With that said, she rushed out of the room.
"How ya feelin' KP?" Ron asked her.
"Like I just woke up from a really long nap." Kim replied. "How long have I been out?"
"A couple of days." Ron replied.
"A couple of days?!" Kim repeated, hardly believing it.
Ron nodded and Kim slightly shook her head. Then she remembered something.
"Ron, how are Jim and Tim and Dad doing?" she asked.
Hesitation flashed through Ron's brown eyes. "Well Jim's still out, be he's in the best shape of all of you guys."
"And my dad and Tim?" Kim pressured, an uneasy feeling growing in the pit of her stomach ever second he didn't say anything and every second that look was in his eyes.
"Well . . .uh . . ."
"Ron . . ." Kim warned.
Before he could say anything else, Kim's mother and a doctor come through the door. Kim could see Ron breath a sigh of relief - she not only got suspicious, but worried as well. Why wouldn't he tell her how her Dad and Tim were doing?
As the doctor started to run some tests, Mrs. Dr. Possible walked over to her daughter and embraced her again - not seeming to want to ever let her go ever again.
"Mom?" Kim asked.
"Yes?" her mom replied, still holding her.
"How are dad and Tim doing?" Kim asked and at the same time wondering what the doctor was doing at the end of her bed by her feet.
Her mother's face suddenly became gloomy and Kim could see her try to hide grief that appeared there.
"Uh, well honey . . ." her mother started, but the doctor interrupted her with a tap on the shoulders.
"Can I talk to you outside for a moment?" he asked.
Mrs. Dr. Possible nodded and the two quickly left the room.
Kim sighed angrily, then looked up at Ron. "Why are you and my mom not telling me about what happened to dad and Tim?!" Kim demanded weakly.
"Well, Kim, I should wait and let your mom tell you." Ron replied.
Kim felt like someone punched her in the stomach. If Ron wouldn't tell her what happened, then something was definitely wrong.
Before she could open her mouth to say another word, Kim's mother walked in - her face more full of sadness and gloom than before.
"Um, Ronald, could you excuse us for a moment. I'd like to have a word with my daughter in private." her mother said to Ron.
"Sure thing, Mrs. Dr. P." Ron replied and left the room.
"Mom, what's wrong?" Kim asked as soon as Ron closed the door behind him.
Kim's mom took in a deep breath, almost as if she was about to tell Kim something that pained her to even think about.
Kim gulped and became even more worried when she saw her mother's eyes brim with tears.
"Honey, sometimes bad things happen to good people," her mother started.
"Mom, you're worrying me. What's wrong?" Kim interrupted.
Her mother sighed sadly as a single tear escaped from her eye. "Kim, your father and Tim didn't survive the accident."
"What?!" Kim exclaimed, her eyes wide open in shock.
This isn't true! "No! It can't be!"
Her mother hugged her. "I know it's hard . . ."
Kim didn't know if she believed her mother or not - but her mother would never lie to her - especially about something like this.
"Kimmie, that's not all." her mother said.
Kim pulled out of the embrace. "There's more?!" Wasn't the death of two family members enough?
Mrs. Possible nodded sadly. "The doctor said that because you were thrown from the vehicle and you landed on your back, you injured it severely."
"How severely?" Kim asked.
Mrs. Possible shook her head. "You're paralyzed from the waist down."
No!
Kim thought that she was going to faint. This was all too much!
She tried to move her legs, feet, and toes, but no matter how much she struggled, she couldn't move them.
This isn't fair! It can't be like this!
Then Kim did something she hadn't done in a long time:
She cried.
Dun Dun DUUUUUUUN!
Aw! Poor Kim! I'm so mean! ::evil smile::
Ok, anyway, I updated so please review!
Until my next update . . .
Thanks to:
Ace Lannigan: I'm glad you think so! :)
cheerleader4life: Shesh! You reviewed quick enough! lol.
Bonnie's groupie 22: I like cliffies too! :)
Fantasy3: Well, now you can read and find out! Um, I know I haven't updated "A Race Against Time" yet, but just to let you know, I am
working on it!
Rose Morningstar: Yes, it was short. Oh well, this chapter is a little longer! Enjoy!
ss3dj: Yay! An update! Thanks for reviewing!
KPKrazy400: K. Good. lol. Thanx for reviewing!
Hermione-Potter-McTaggart: I'm glad you love it! :) Here's an update!
Wow! 11 reviews! You guys love me! Yeah, yeah, I know: shutup and get on with the fic!
Without further ado, Chapter 2!
(hey, rhyme! I'm getting good at that!)
Chapter 2: Finding Out
"Come on Kim."
The voice was familiar, yet it sounded distant. The voice was Ron's - she'd know it anywhere, yet she couldn't force her eyes open to look at him.
What's going on? Where am I? What happened?
The questions swirled through her brain awaiting answers that she could not yet supply.
"KP?"
Ron! If she could just open her eyes . . .
. . . again no luck.
What's wrong with me? Why won't my body listen to my mind?
She felt like she was trapped in a shell - one she couldn't seem to escape from underneath.
Kim wanted to break out of the bleak prison she was being held in, but the "chains" were holding her back from breaking free.
Then a startling question popped into her mind.
Am I dead?
Was this what it was like to be dead?
"Come on KP, wake up."
If she was dead, then how come Ron was urging her to wake up?
I can't be dead!
Then what was she? Unconscious? Maybe. In a coma? Perhaps.
"Any change?"
A new voice.
Mom?
"No."
Ron's voice again.
Arg! What's happened to me?
All of a sudden, the events of the car crash made their way back into Kim's mind.
Dad! Jim! Tim! Are they ok?
Kim groaned - and actually heard herself do it.
"Kimmie?"
Kim's mom and Ron must have heard her groan.
Unexpectedly, her ears seem to open up. She could hear noises that she hadn't heard before: Ron's breathing, her mother's
worried muttering; and . . . a really annoying beeping sound.
A faint odor slowly started to invade her nose. It smelled . . .clean.
I'm in the hospital!
It was as if her body finally gave up it's struggle against her mind - she found herself slowly being able to move a finger - then a hand. Now if she could just open her eyes . . .
"Kim?"
"Ron?" her voice was shaky as she said his name.
"Kimmie! Oh thank goodness!" her mother exclaimed. Kim could hear the relief in her voice and feel it as well as her mother hugged her and kissed her on the head many times. After about ten minutes of the touching scene, Kim's mother drew herself away from her daughter. "I'm going to get the doctor." With that said, she rushed out of the room.
"How ya feelin' KP?" Ron asked her.
"Like I just woke up from a really long nap." Kim replied. "How long have I been out?"
"A couple of days." Ron replied.
"A couple of days?!" Kim repeated, hardly believing it.
Ron nodded and Kim slightly shook her head. Then she remembered something.
"Ron, how are Jim and Tim and Dad doing?" she asked.
Hesitation flashed through Ron's brown eyes. "Well Jim's still out, be he's in the best shape of all of you guys."
"And my dad and Tim?" Kim pressured, an uneasy feeling growing in the pit of her stomach ever second he didn't say anything and every second that look was in his eyes.
"Well . . .uh . . ."
"Ron . . ." Kim warned.
Before he could say anything else, Kim's mother and a doctor come through the door. Kim could see Ron breath a sigh of relief - she not only got suspicious, but worried as well. Why wouldn't he tell her how her Dad and Tim were doing?
As the doctor started to run some tests, Mrs. Dr. Possible walked over to her daughter and embraced her again - not seeming to want to ever let her go ever again.
"Mom?" Kim asked.
"Yes?" her mom replied, still holding her.
"How are dad and Tim doing?" Kim asked and at the same time wondering what the doctor was doing at the end of her bed by her feet.
Her mother's face suddenly became gloomy and Kim could see her try to hide grief that appeared there.
"Uh, well honey . . ." her mother started, but the doctor interrupted her with a tap on the shoulders.
"Can I talk to you outside for a moment?" he asked.
Mrs. Dr. Possible nodded and the two quickly left the room.
Kim sighed angrily, then looked up at Ron. "Why are you and my mom not telling me about what happened to dad and Tim?!" Kim demanded weakly.
"Well, Kim, I should wait and let your mom tell you." Ron replied.
Kim felt like someone punched her in the stomach. If Ron wouldn't tell her what happened, then something was definitely wrong.
Before she could open her mouth to say another word, Kim's mother walked in - her face more full of sadness and gloom than before.
"Um, Ronald, could you excuse us for a moment. I'd like to have a word with my daughter in private." her mother said to Ron.
"Sure thing, Mrs. Dr. P." Ron replied and left the room.
"Mom, what's wrong?" Kim asked as soon as Ron closed the door behind him.
Kim's mom took in a deep breath, almost as if she was about to tell Kim something that pained her to even think about.
Kim gulped and became even more worried when she saw her mother's eyes brim with tears.
"Honey, sometimes bad things happen to good people," her mother started.
"Mom, you're worrying me. What's wrong?" Kim interrupted.
Her mother sighed sadly as a single tear escaped from her eye. "Kim, your father and Tim didn't survive the accident."
"What?!" Kim exclaimed, her eyes wide open in shock.
This isn't true! "No! It can't be!"
Her mother hugged her. "I know it's hard . . ."
Kim didn't know if she believed her mother or not - but her mother would never lie to her - especially about something like this.
"Kimmie, that's not all." her mother said.
Kim pulled out of the embrace. "There's more?!" Wasn't the death of two family members enough?
Mrs. Possible nodded sadly. "The doctor said that because you were thrown from the vehicle and you landed on your back, you injured it severely."
"How severely?" Kim asked.
Mrs. Possible shook her head. "You're paralyzed from the waist down."
No!
Kim thought that she was going to faint. This was all too much!
She tried to move her legs, feet, and toes, but no matter how much she struggled, she couldn't move them.
This isn't fair! It can't be like this!
Then Kim did something she hadn't done in a long time:
She cried.
Dun Dun DUUUUUUUN!
Aw! Poor Kim! I'm so mean! ::evil smile::
Ok, anyway, I updated so please review!
Until my next update . . .