Chapter Six

A/N: I think my writer's block for this story may be lifting! I need to hurry and write before I lose the ideas. LOL! Sorry it takes me so long to up-date. I wish I had a beta reader! Hint, hint, hint.

There was a small knock on Ephrams door, it had been an hour since Amy had left and Ephram had been forced to eat hospital food with the help of a male nurse of all people. If someone was going to feed him, couldn't it at least be a good looking FEMALE nurse?!?

"Come in." Ephram said in as loud a voice he could muster. This whole dependent thing was really getting on his nerves. The door opened slowly, and a young ten-year-old girl stepped in whom Ephram recognized as his sister.

"Hey Delia." Ephram smiled trying to cheer up his frightened looking sister.

"Hi Ephram. How are you feeling?" She took a step closer to his bed.

"Not that bad, you?" Ephram asked.

"Don't joke about this! You almost died like mom did! You promised not to leave me, you promised! Y-your not going to leave me are you?" Delia had tears running down her face.

"No I'm not going to leave you. Come here." Delia slowly walked up to her brother, who motioned for her to get on the bed. After a moment of consideration she carefully got onto the bed. Ephram made sure none of the tubing would get tangled up or worse come out, before he had Delia lay down in his arms.

"You see, I'm still breathing, and I intend to keep breathing." Ephram grinned. Delia nodded and looked up at the monitors.

"Ephram, what do all these machines do?" She asked.

"Well, that one with the lines that keep going up and down is monitoring my heart. That smaller screen with the squiggly lines is monitoring my brain waves."

"What's it doing that for?" She asked.

"Do you know what a seizure is?" Ephram asked, Delia nodded.

"Yes, Amber Marie used to have them all the time when I went to school in New York. Mrs. Knight my teacher said that she had a form of.Epsy or something like that. Is that what you have?" Delia asked looking worried once again.

"Yep, and it's nothing to worry about. I will take medication and it will help keep me from having seizures, oh and it's called Epilepsy."

"Epilepsy. What happens if you have a seizure and I'm alone with you?" Delia asked.

"Well, from what I learned in first aid training, you would make sure everything around me is cleared away so that I don't hit anything. Then you might want to put something soft under my head to keep me my head from hitting the ground. If the seizure last more then five minutes call nine- one-one. Other wise I can just go to the doctor later. Let's see, you should not try to hold me down, and you should not put anything in my mouth."

"That sounds easy enough." Delia said in a small voice before a yawn came out. Before Ephram could say anything else she was asleep. Ephram looked down at his little sister before he felt his own eyes droop, and he too fell asleep.

Andy Brown was a little worried, he had told his daughter five minutes, and it had now been twenty. She had promised to come back and help him carry all these bags of mail to his son, and now he was faced with doing it himself. One of the nurses from Ephrams floor who had just gotten off smiled at him as she brought down a cart for him to use. Saying thank you, he loaded the tray and pushed the heavy cart into the hospital, up the elevator and into Ephrams floor.

"Did my daughter come out?" Andy asked the nurse coming out of Ephrams room. The nurse smiled and shook her head saying no. She then put her finger over her mouth and shhed him before walking off. Andy looked after the nurse confused before opening the door, pulling the cart in and turned around to face Ephrams bed. He could not help but smile at what he saw, a tear formed in his eye as an idea came. Reaching into his over night bag he found Ephrams digital camera in which he promptly took three picture from both sides and the end of the bed. With a gin, Andy sat in the uncomfortable chair and fell asleep himself.