I'm baaack!

Here is the next chapter… but before I start, I'd just like to say a few things.

To my reviewers, thanks heaps.

moovalous3:

1. I'm really, really, really sorry that my chapters have been so short, I promise to try and write more!

2. I don't know what exactly is wrong with Suze just yet, it will probably be all sorted out it this chapter though.

3. Yes, Anamarie & Audrey are twins… Ana is the older one, and Audrey is the younger one (only by a matter of a few hours though), and yes, I do believe they are identical.

soin2jesse:

No… I don't believe I will kill Suze off… yet. Lol, no I was actually thinking about it, but then I decided against it. It just doesn't seem right

And also thanks to Strawburi-Shortkake01 for your review also! You all inspire me to keep writing!

So… here's the next chapter!

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(Suze POV)

(A/N: this first part is like Suze in a dream-state…)

I opened my eyes to see a blinding light, and promptly shut them again. I tried to reach up and hold my aching head, but found that I couldn't move…at all. Pain ripped through my whole body, there was no place safe from it's wrath. It was all I could do to stop myself from crying.

I wanted to scream, but couldn't. I felt paralyzed, unable to move, barley able to breathe. Blackness consumed me and I knew no more…

(Jesse POV)

I ran beside the stretcher as the paramedics raced Susannah down the hall, but had to stop when they passed through some swing door into an Employees Only area. Don't think I didn't try though. I continued following for a good 30 seconds before several nurses approached me and asked me to return to the waiting area. So that's what I did… and this is where I have been for the last 3 & ½ hours.

I looked at my watch, one which Susannah had given to me, and saw that it was 8:49. I could still remember, as clear as ever the scene that had unfolded this morning. I closed my eyes trying to block out the memory, but it wouldn't go away.

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I turned restlessly in my bed trying to get back to sleep. All the time knowing my efforts were in vein. I looked over at my clock radio and saw that it was only 5:42. why couldn't I just get back to sleep?

There was still a good three hours before I had to take the girls to crèche, and I didn't have to be in work until 10:30 today. I turned around once again hoping to find a more comfortable position, but to no avail.

I heard Susannah take a deep, jolting breath, and snuggled myself closer to her, trying to provide some comfort. Her body was shaking gently, and I just assumed it was because she was cold. So I got her to turn around, and tried to warm her up. But the sight of her sickly pale face was enough to scare anyone.

I quickly pulled my hand up to her forehead, to be met with a searing heat. She was burning up.

"Susannah?" I whispered as I gently tried to rouse her. But she just continued to breathe in short shallow gasps. I noticed also that the shaking had gotten worse, her frail body was now noticeably moving against my grip on her shoulders.

I wasted no more time and got out of bed to run to the phone. I dialed 000 (A/N: or is it 911?… I don't know!! I'll just use 000, for convenience) and called an ambulance, then my mother-in-law.

(A/N: do we even know Suze's mum's name… this is so confusing! Can someone help me with a name? I don't like not having a name to refer to people with)

"Hello" Andy answered the phone groggily

"Hi Andy, it's Jesse here, I apologise for ringing you at this early hour, but I need to ask a favor." I quickly said into the receiver.

At my worried tone, Andy was suddenly a lot more awake.

"Yes, sure Jesse… is everything ok, what can we do for you?"

"Actually, no, I have had to call an ambulance for Susannah, she isn't well… and I was wondering if you might be able to come over and watch the kids?

"Absolutely Jesse, we will be there in 5"

And with that I hung up the phone and returned to Susannah. As it happened, the ambulance arrived only minutes before Andy did and I was able to ride with Susannah in the ambulance.

The ride was horrifying; I have never been so scared in my life. Watching all the paramedics working on my wife, sticking needles here and there, attaching a drip and talking in medical talk to each other. (Ever noticed how medical terms make everything seem so much worse?) I was relieved when we finally got to the hospital and was able to get out of the van. I watched the professionals lower Susannah's stretcher to the ground and begin rushing it in at strong pace… I did all I could think to do, I followed…

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I was brought back to my senses when a short man in a white coat approached me.

"Mr De Silva?" he inquired.

I promptly stood up and moved closer to him, "yes?"

"I'm Dr Heights, your wife, Susannah, is now in a stable condition, we finally have her heart rate back to normal, and she is breathing on her own again."

"What happened doctor… what was wrong?"

"It's more of a case of what IS wrong, when she first arrived we had no idea what was causing her illness, but we suspected it was to do with her pregnancy. And it seems we were right."

"So…what is it?" I asked lightly, afraid of what the answer might be.

"There have been some, well… complications, with your wife and her baby, and we had to perform a caesarian to get the baby out before they both got worse. The thing is that, the baby is really sick. You see, I assume this happened late last night, but the baby somehow managed to get all tangled up in the umbilical cord. Causing stress on Susannah's body and on the baby's survival."

My breath caught in my throat… why had I not taken her here sooner. I felt so stupid! Why had I ignored all the warning signs?! I turned to face the floor, tears burning in my eyes.

"Mr De Silva, are you alright…" Dr Heights asked and motioned towards a chair "do you need to sit down?"

"No, I'm alright" I replied and I wiped at my eyes and turned back to face the doctor.

"Ok then, well as I was saying… there were many complications, and now the baby is in intensive care under constant supervision. But I've been informed that I must tell you… it doesn't look good for her."

"So, it's a girl?" I asked suddenly changing the subject.

"Yes, it's a girl, you can go see her in IT, but that's only if you want to…"

"Of course I want to!" I exclaimed, "Can you please show me the way doctor?"

"Certainly." and with that he led the way to the IT nursery.

When we arrived at the nursery, the attendants handed me a hospital robe that they told me to put on over my clothes… it was a bright yellow one. I put it on and followed the doctor in (who had also just been handed a robe to put on). He lead me through the maze of babies all hooked up to computers and drips, with bandages and casts on some. The sight of it all brought tears to my eyes.

"Here she is" Dr Heights informed me as we arrived at yet another little baby. This one though, was beautiful.

She had tiny little wisps of brown hair and beautiful green eyes… like the sort of green you would see on a tree during the middle of spring. Her tiny hands were waving around trying to grasp something, and her little feet were all bandaged up. She had a tube connected through her nose and a tiny drip in her arm.

But she was so tiny, if you had two of her, she still wouldn't have been the same size as either Audrey or Ana when they were born.

"Can I touch her?" I asked the doctor. To which he just nodded in reply.

I stroked my hand gently down her cheek and touched her tiny fingers with my own. I watched as she grasped my finger and cooed gently at my touch.

"Mr De Silva, we still need to talk to you about your options though" The doctor told me, taking my attention away from the little form below me back to reality.

"And what would those choices be?" I asked him.

"Well, your baby has some internal complications, there is a hole in one of her lungs, a couple of her ribs are broken and there is a slight nip in the side of her esophagus. These things, if left untreated would be fatal, but there is a chance that surgery could fix them… but as always, there are risks involved. We need you to make a decision on whether to operate or not."

Wow…this is huge, I thought… how could this baby, so beautiful and innocent be dying right now? I looked back down at her, and then back to the doctor.

"Can I talk about this with Susannah first doctor?"

"Susannah, I am afraid to say will be unable to talk to you for some days, as she is also not well… and with every minute we wait, your baby's chance of recovery grow slimmer, we really need a decision now."

That was all I could take, I took one last look at my baby before I tore out of the room and into a bathroom, where I threw-up, what felt like all I had eaten for a week. This was all just too much, so I decided to take a walk, and think about things… that always used to fix my problems…why not now?

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Ok! That's it for this time! I'm so tired…and I only woke up 3 ½ hours ago! I hope you like it… and if its bad, please tell me, because if there anything I should change or fix, I really need to be told, cause its only me and my comp in this together, no one else who can sit with me and say, "Gee Meg, that sucks!" So, can't you see why I need reviews!!

Till next time,

Meg