Chapter Eight
A/N: MWAHAHA! I finally know where this story is going! HEHE! It is nowhere near where I had planned it, of course I had not planned it to go past the Avalanche either. G Anyways expect this story to get better, cause right now I think it's boring. LOL!
Ephram smiled as he felt his eyes start to drift shut, he had replied to seven letters, and read over thirty, this was kind of fun. Ephram fell asleep only to be awoken by his father three hours later. A tray of food sat covered in front of his, and glancing at the window told him it was morning.
"Good morning sunshine!" Andy exclaimed a big smile on his face. Ephram only growled. He hated mornings and it always unnerved him how his father was always up bright and cheery. Immediately Ephram could tell this was going to be a bad day, upon looking at the food on his tray, he new he was right.
"Dad? You wouldn't happen to feel like going to get me real food? I won't tell if you won't tell." Yeah right, his father just HAD to be a doctor himself, he was stuck eating what looked to be salt-less eggs, along with cold sausage and toast without butter.
"Oh come on, I do not need to diet, I was wounded not sick." Ephram complained. It got him no where, and Ephram ate very little of it meaning he was hungry. Then his father sprang the news on him.
"Ephram, I talked to your doctor. Since you had that seizure, they are postponing your operation until they can make sure you're under the right dose of medicine."
"So what your saying is that I'll be in here longer?" Ephram practically yelled. Andy merely nodded. Ephram cussed in his head. He lay back in his bed determined to try and make this day better and was relieved when he felt sleepy. Right before he fell asleep again the though that is was weird he was sleepy when he only just woke up an hour before
Andy frowned as he watched Ephram fall back to sleep having only eaten a little. Shrugging it off, Andy walked out of the room to check on his daughter currently sleeping in the waiting room. He surprised himself when he too fell asleep. Andy woke up with a start as a voice over the intercom was speaking urgently. The only thing he caught was 'code blue.' Andy sat up and watched a large team of doctors and nurses run out from where ever they happened to be and run in to one of the rooms. Andy rubbed his eyes, and yawned before everything clicked, that was Ephram's room they were running into. Andy sprang to life and ran full speed to the room where he slipped in unnoticed by the emergency staff.
Ephram lay on the bed a blue tint around his lips and face. How could this happen? He was fine this morning, talking, wanting real food. Now a mere hour later he lay in his bed not breathing, alarms going off from several different monitors. Time seemed to stop, a doctor had just hooked his son to a respirator another one was doing CPR, a nurse was pumping medicines in to Ephram's body while another one was getting the paddles on the crash cart ready. Andy took a deep breath, tears running unconsciously down his face. This wasn't happening!
"Clear!" Ephram jerked, the lines on the monitor jerked as well then went back to how it was going.
"No..." Andy groaned.
"Clear!" It happened again, then again. Andy sunk to his knees.
"Please don't let this be happening." Andy sobbed,
"Clear!" Everything went black.
A/N: MWAHAHA! I finally know where this story is going! HEHE! It is nowhere near where I had planned it, of course I had not planned it to go past the Avalanche either. G Anyways expect this story to get better, cause right now I think it's boring. LOL!
Ephram smiled as he felt his eyes start to drift shut, he had replied to seven letters, and read over thirty, this was kind of fun. Ephram fell asleep only to be awoken by his father three hours later. A tray of food sat covered in front of his, and glancing at the window told him it was morning.
"Good morning sunshine!" Andy exclaimed a big smile on his face. Ephram only growled. He hated mornings and it always unnerved him how his father was always up bright and cheery. Immediately Ephram could tell this was going to be a bad day, upon looking at the food on his tray, he new he was right.
"Dad? You wouldn't happen to feel like going to get me real food? I won't tell if you won't tell." Yeah right, his father just HAD to be a doctor himself, he was stuck eating what looked to be salt-less eggs, along with cold sausage and toast without butter.
"Oh come on, I do not need to diet, I was wounded not sick." Ephram complained. It got him no where, and Ephram ate very little of it meaning he was hungry. Then his father sprang the news on him.
"Ephram, I talked to your doctor. Since you had that seizure, they are postponing your operation until they can make sure you're under the right dose of medicine."
"So what your saying is that I'll be in here longer?" Ephram practically yelled. Andy merely nodded. Ephram cussed in his head. He lay back in his bed determined to try and make this day better and was relieved when he felt sleepy. Right before he fell asleep again the though that is was weird he was sleepy when he only just woke up an hour before
Andy frowned as he watched Ephram fall back to sleep having only eaten a little. Shrugging it off, Andy walked out of the room to check on his daughter currently sleeping in the waiting room. He surprised himself when he too fell asleep. Andy woke up with a start as a voice over the intercom was speaking urgently. The only thing he caught was 'code blue.' Andy sat up and watched a large team of doctors and nurses run out from where ever they happened to be and run in to one of the rooms. Andy rubbed his eyes, and yawned before everything clicked, that was Ephram's room they were running into. Andy sprang to life and ran full speed to the room where he slipped in unnoticed by the emergency staff.
Ephram lay on the bed a blue tint around his lips and face. How could this happen? He was fine this morning, talking, wanting real food. Now a mere hour later he lay in his bed not breathing, alarms going off from several different monitors. Time seemed to stop, a doctor had just hooked his son to a respirator another one was doing CPR, a nurse was pumping medicines in to Ephram's body while another one was getting the paddles on the crash cart ready. Andy took a deep breath, tears running unconsciously down his face. This wasn't happening!
"Clear!" Ephram jerked, the lines on the monitor jerked as well then went back to how it was going.
"No..." Andy groaned.
"Clear!" It happened again, then again. Andy sunk to his knees.
"Please don't let this be happening." Andy sobbed,
"Clear!" Everything went black.