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He woke with a start, the sweat beaded on his forehead. He couldn't figure out where he was until he saw the face in front of him. He sighed as he realized who stood in front of him, then saw the worried expression on her face.
"What's wrong?" He asked her. He felt a sense of panic and asked her, "What's the matter?"
He saw the sadness in her her eyes and realized what happened. He looked at her in shock and said, "Is she gone?"
She nodded and said, "They just pronounced her about five minutes ago."
Nora moved to sit next to him in the waiting room and said, "I am so sorry Bo. I know you loved her so much."
Bo let her words sink in and couldn't stop the tears from flowing. Nora reached for him and held him in her arms, her own silent tears falling from her eyes, as he grieved for the woman he had just lost.
Al eyes slowly fluttered open to see darkness. He panicked at first, then calmed down when he realized that it was only night time and the lights in his hospital room were turned off. "When did I fall asleep? Where's Marcie?" he thought to himself looking around in the darkness, looking for some sign of life in his hospital room.
All of a sudden, he felt something move against his hand. Squinting in the dark light, Al smiled when he realized Marcie was asleep, her head resting next to his hand on the bed. Careful not to wake her, he smoothed the hair away from her face and watched as she slept soundly.
Before long, he felt himself fading away again, and within a few minutes, he had fallen asleep again.
"Why did this happen?" Bo asked out loud as he sobbed. All Nora could do was sit there and hold his hand as the tears flowed down his cheeks.
"All I can say, Bo, is that it must have just been her time," Nora stated, giving his hand a squeeze. Although she said it, she didn't really believe the words that came out of her mouth.
"Gabrielle was healthy, there was no reason for her to die." She thought to herself as she continued to comfort Bo.
Al was instantly blinded by bright white light. He squeezed his eyes shut to try and block it out. After a few moments, he opened his eyes again and saw that they had adjusted to the bright fluorescent lights in his hospital room.
He looked around for Marcie and saw her just outside his door, talking to Max. Al studied their faces and wondered why they looked so upset. Marcie glanced in the room and noticed that Al was watching them. She said something to Max, and the two of them turned and moved into Al's room.
"Hey, Gorgeous," Al said as Marcie moved over to stand next to his bed. She smiled and said, "Hey yourself," as she bent down to give him a kiss.
"Hey, dad," Al said as he and Marcie moved apart. Max nodded, and said, "How are you feeling, Al?"
"Like a magician sawed me in half," Al stated simply as he took Marcie's hand in his and brought it to his lips, staring into her eyes. Marcie smiled at him, but it quickly faded and was replaced with a sad expression.
Al noticed it right away, and said, "What is it sweetie?" Marcie's eyes left his and looked at Max, who expression matched Marcie's exactly. All of a sudden, Al felt a knot form in the pit of his stomach.
"Al," Max began. "Yesterday there wer some complications with your mom's surgery."
Marcie brought the hand Al wasn't holding up to his hairline and laced her fingers into his hair. Max continued, "Apparently, after they closed her up, they realized that she had some internal bleeding, so they had to open her up again to try and stop it. By the time they opened her back up, she had lost too much blood. She...she..." Max couldn't find the words to say to him as the tears welled up in his eyes.
Marcie pulled his face to meet hers with her hand and looked in his eyes. "Al, your mom died last night," she said, as the tears fell from her eyes and down her cheeks.
All Al could do at first was just stare at Marcie, jaw dropped open. He felt like someone had hit him with a ton of bricks. The knot in his stomach grew bigger and bigger, and for a second, he thought that he was going to be sick.
He tried to make sense of it in his mind, but it wouldn't register. "This can't be happening," he said. "I just saw her yesterday, and she was fine. She was happy, she...she is supposed to get married. I am supposed to walk her down the aisle." The grief in Al's voice grew with every word that he said.
The tears began to pour out of his eyes, and Marice wiped them away with her thumb. She moved forward and kissed his brow, and hugged him as best as she could, without hurting him or getting tangled in the IV tubes. Al began to shake as he sobbed, and he wrapped his arms tightly around Marcie as if holding on for dear life.
All Max could do was stand there, silent tears falling down his face, as he watched his son break down in Marcie's arms.
"Bo, let's get out of here." Nora said, after Bo's sobs had subsided.
Bo shook his head, "No way, I am not leaving here."
"Well, then you should go in there and see her. The doctor's said that you could hours ago." Nora said to him.
"I..I can't," Bo said, his eyes filling with tears again. "I don't want to believe that she is gone, and if I go in there, I will have to face the facts and realize that she is gone. I just can't do that yet, Nora."
"Well, lets go and get something to eat then," Nora said to him. "You haven't has anything but coffee in your stomach for over 24 hours. We can go to the cafeteria in the hospital.
Bo looked up at Nora and saw the worry in her eyes. He knew that she was right, even if he didn't want to admit it to her. Silently, he nodded weakly and the two of them stood and walked down the hall of the hospital together.
Marcie looked down at Al as he slept. Max had left hours ago, stating that he needed to be alone and think, leaving Marcie and Al alone together. She continued to hold Al as he cried, her own tears falling and mixing with his.
He tugged at her shirt, trying to pull her even closer to him, and she obliged by laying down next to him on the bed, just like they had done two days before. Except this time, she cradled him in her arms. Al continued to cry until he fell asleep, his head resting on her chest.
They had remained in this position for the past hour, and even though Marcie's back was killing her, she refused to move, for fear of waking Al.
She knew he needed his sleep, and she didn't want to keep him from getting it.
She tried to tame the unruly hair along his brow line and kissed the crown of his head. She whispered to him, "We are going to make it through this, Al. I promise I will help you through this, no matter what. You have my word on that."
She kissed his head one more time, then leaned her head against his and closed her eyes as she fell into a light sleep, one more tear sliding down her cheek.
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