Thresa's made it to the airport in record time. Time was still seeming to stand still and she never thought that she was going to make it back home in time enough, to be with Little Ethan. Thresa's didn't know what was going on, but her heart was telling her that it wasn't going to be good. Ofcourse being sick is never good, but she thought that it was going to be very bad. The flight announcement finally came across the loud speaker."This is your captain speaking. Would you please buckle your seatbelts? Your flight to Harmony, Maine is now ending. Thank you and have a nice trip." Thresa buckled her seatbelt and waited for her landing. She was soon going to see her son. She thought, how on earth did she become so lucky as to see Little Ethan. She never thought that she would be able to see him again. Gwen and Ethan , she thought for sure that they would keep her away from her son , for as long as they thought that they could. Now they were inviting her here to be with him while he was sick. Has Gwen grown a heart? Or is it really that bad? There was only one way to find out.
Thersa was brought out of her thoughts , by the jerking of the plane hitting blacktop. She was waiting for her time and exited the plane in a hurry. She ran through the airport , like an olympic runner. She came to the car rental desk and rented a car. Within minutes, she was outside getting into her temporary car. She speed into town and through the lights , until she come to the sign that said Harmony hospital. She pulled into the parking lot and made her way inside to the front desk. The nurse looked at her and asked. "Miss , do you need to see a doctor?" Thresa looked at the lady dumbfounded.
"NO! I am looking for my son Ethan Winthorp." Thresa was seething. All she wanted to do was see Little Ethan.
"Well Miss I am sorry but, by the bruises that I see, it looks like you are the one that is needed to be seen. Were you in a accident?" The woman looked at Thresa expecting her to say yes.
"No, I wasn't, I just want to see my son. Are you going to tell me or what?" Thresa just stood there waiting for a reply. Then she felt a warm touch to her shoulder. Then a voice spilled out. A comforting one, one she loved so much, but one she hated as well.
"Thresa, are you ok , Little Ethan is this way, he is waiting for you." Thresa spun around to see Ethan standing there , just as shocked to see her there as she was him.
"Hell no, I am not ok. What is wrong with Little Ethan?" Ethan grabbed her hand, and sit her down for a second.
"Look Thresa he is very sick, I guess they really don't know what is wrong with him. He was outside playing and then he came in with some leasions and a high fever."
"Oh my God! I have to see him."
"Look Thresa they have him in isolation, I don't know if they will let you in to see him anytime soon. They have the Infectious Disease in there with him." Thresa tried to stand up , but there was no use, she fell to the ground. Body racking sobb's was taking over her. All that Ethan could do what put his strong, loving arms around here and pick her up. Then the nurse spoke.
"Mr. Winthorp, does this lady need to see a doctor?" Ethan looked back at the nurse and shook his head.
"NO she will be ok in a few minutes, it needs some time to sink in." Ethan pulled Thresa up off his lap and said. "Thresa you can go to his window and he can see you from there. That is the best that you can do right now. Atleast until all the labs come back in." Thresa gave him a weak smile and walked in the direction of where her son was. Life was hard right now, and things would never be the same.