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Ginny, sitting outside the scan and operation room, played peekaboo with Sydney while trying to keep calm. But Sydney would not play peekaboo, she just kept tugging at Ginny's hair.
"Ow... stop, Sydney!"
Bill came over to talk to her about the letter.
"Which letter?"
"The one I read to you."
Her eyes got big, the way they did before when he told her that it was signed "me."
"Who do you think wrote it, Bill?"
He bit his lip."I have a hunch."
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Heather Applebee stood next to Rob and the highest rated surgeon in Vancouver. They were discussing what they should do. They didn't have much time, or many options.
Heather shivered. She hated the fact that Ron was so close to life or death. And she had taken care of him for so many days and nights that she believed he should have a chance. She silently prayed while the surgeon discussed the one and only option they had.
"I'll go get my people, and we'll begin."
Heather ran out of the room, about to be sick. No, he could die during that. Ginny was sitting there, and she told her they were going to do surgery on his brain, asking if Bill was around to sign the release form. She nodded and pointed at Bill across the hall. Sydney was napping on Ginny's lap. Bill hesitated.
"If I sign this, don't I sign my brother's life away? I don't like the sound of that."
Heather nodded. "But you do realize how much everyone cares for your brother around here. They won't make a stupid mistake."
He understood. He took the pen and began to sign his name.
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Jack led the way, even though he'd only been there once. He seemed as though he'd known all this time it would happen, Des sensed. He was very careful about getting to know new people. But she was afraid. She grabbed his hand and he comforted her as they ran up to surgery room 5. Ginny was sitting outside with a little girl, Bill was talking to a nurse, and Percy, Fred and George had just arrived.
But as Jack and Des stepped into their presence, they all looked their way in confusion. As if it say, "Why are you here?" From behind them she heard more running, and it was Mike. He saw her and looked confused too, as if it was weird she was alive or something. But then his eyes left her and he went over to comfort Ginny.
Jack turned to her. "They're going to operate, and he's in danger. But they're not hurrying. I need to speak to the surgeon." He kissed her quickly, and walked over to Doctor Rob.
"Hullo, I'm Doctor Rob." He looked calm. Too calm. Jack wanted to scream, "Why aren't you working on him!? Why?! He's in danger!"
"Hullo, my name is Jack, and I'm good at seeing the future. I believe that if you do not act now, Ron could be in danger."
"Yeah, and I'm the president. Look, I know his condition is serious. We're working on it right away."
Des looked over and hesitated. She knew the doctor sounded too calm.
Jack's face went red. "You don't understand, DO YOU? He's going to die, and it's going to be YOUR FAULT! Go in there and save him!"
With that, Mike and every single Weasley present, except Ron, looked at him. Some in disbelief, one in fear, another in admiration. But Percy was royally pissed.
"Get out of here. You don't even know Ron." He pushed Jack back into the middle of the hall.
"No," said Des, stepping out behind Jack, "but I do."
Percy looked at her in disbelief."Why are YOU here? You look awful."
Des disagreed with that. She had dyed her hair back to a bleach blonde that it was originally, she was in shape, and she was wearing jeans and a t-shirt.
"You'll regret every word you've threatened at me and Jack when he's dead. Let's go, Jack."
And with that, Jack and Des left.
Ginny, sitting outside the scan and operation room, played peekaboo with Sydney while trying to keep calm. But Sydney would not play peekaboo, she just kept tugging at Ginny's hair.
"Ow... stop, Sydney!"
Bill came over to talk to her about the letter.
"Which letter?"
"The one I read to you."
Her eyes got big, the way they did before when he told her that it was signed "me."
"Who do you think wrote it, Bill?"
He bit his lip."I have a hunch."
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Heather Applebee stood next to Rob and the highest rated surgeon in Vancouver. They were discussing what they should do. They didn't have much time, or many options.
Heather shivered. She hated the fact that Ron was so close to life or death. And she had taken care of him for so many days and nights that she believed he should have a chance. She silently prayed while the surgeon discussed the one and only option they had.
"I'll go get my people, and we'll begin."
Heather ran out of the room, about to be sick. No, he could die during that. Ginny was sitting there, and she told her they were going to do surgery on his brain, asking if Bill was around to sign the release form. She nodded and pointed at Bill across the hall. Sydney was napping on Ginny's lap. Bill hesitated.
"If I sign this, don't I sign my brother's life away? I don't like the sound of that."
Heather nodded. "But you do realize how much everyone cares for your brother around here. They won't make a stupid mistake."
He understood. He took the pen and began to sign his name.
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Jack led the way, even though he'd only been there once. He seemed as though he'd known all this time it would happen, Des sensed. He was very careful about getting to know new people. But she was afraid. She grabbed his hand and he comforted her as they ran up to surgery room 5. Ginny was sitting outside with a little girl, Bill was talking to a nurse, and Percy, Fred and George had just arrived.
But as Jack and Des stepped into their presence, they all looked their way in confusion. As if it say, "Why are you here?" From behind them she heard more running, and it was Mike. He saw her and looked confused too, as if it was weird she was alive or something. But then his eyes left her and he went over to comfort Ginny.
Jack turned to her. "They're going to operate, and he's in danger. But they're not hurrying. I need to speak to the surgeon." He kissed her quickly, and walked over to Doctor Rob.
"Hullo, I'm Doctor Rob." He looked calm. Too calm. Jack wanted to scream, "Why aren't you working on him!? Why?! He's in danger!"
"Hullo, my name is Jack, and I'm good at seeing the future. I believe that if you do not act now, Ron could be in danger."
"Yeah, and I'm the president. Look, I know his condition is serious. We're working on it right away."
Des looked over and hesitated. She knew the doctor sounded too calm.
Jack's face went red. "You don't understand, DO YOU? He's going to die, and it's going to be YOUR FAULT! Go in there and save him!"
With that, Mike and every single Weasley present, except Ron, looked at him. Some in disbelief, one in fear, another in admiration. But Percy was royally pissed.
"Get out of here. You don't even know Ron." He pushed Jack back into the middle of the hall.
"No," said Des, stepping out behind Jack, "but I do."
Percy looked at her in disbelief."Why are YOU here? You look awful."
Des disagreed with that. She had dyed her hair back to a bleach blonde that it was originally, she was in shape, and she was wearing jeans and a t-shirt.
"You'll regret every word you've threatened at me and Jack when he's dead. Let's go, Jack."
And with that, Jack and Des left.