"Enough"

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The Discovery

The next morning, Kira had awoken later than usual. She figured it was just because of all the stress of everything that had happened the past evening. Going about her day as usual, she grabbed a quick shower and got dressed in an outfit consisting of a yellow spaghetti strap tank top which read in black glittery letters Angel and plain tight blue jeans with black and white sneakers. Picking up her guitar, Kira sat down on her bed. Leaning back, she soon discovered that she'd sat too close to the headboard and as she leaned back, she hit her head on it. "Ouch! Shit!" She said aloud to the otherwise empty room. Ignoring the twinge of pain in her head, Kira just continued strumming on her guitar. About an hour later, when the pain had grown into a bad headache, Kira went downstairs to get something for it. On her way down, she ran into her mother.

"Morning, sweetheart." Misti greeted her daughter. Slightly annoyed from her headache, Kira simply replied "Morning, mom." as she headed down to the kitchen. Concerned slightly by her daughter's annoyed reply, Misti asked "You okay, honey?" Turning back to face her mom, she replied "Yeah, I'm fine. I just have a killer headache." Nodding her understanding, Misti added "Well, you know where the Advil is." Nodding, Kira added "Yeah, I know." As she turned to go into the kitchen to get some Advil for her headache, she heard her mom call from the stairs. "I'm gonna go ahead and get ready for work." Nodding as she searched for the Advil, Kira replied "Okay, mom." Finally finding the Advil, Kira looked in the fridge for something to take them with. Figures...She thought when all she found was beer and wine coolers. Deciding it was better than nothing, Kira grabbed a couple of wine coolers and the Advil and went back up into her room.

Sitting down on her bed, Kira opened the Advil and poured two out into her hand and opened one of the wine coolers and took the Advil as she washed it down with the wine cooler. Hmm...not bad...She thought to herself as she enjoyed the taste of the wine cooler. Noticing that the two Advil weren't helping her headache any, she kept taking more until the bottle was empty and she'd finished the last of the wine coolers. Feeling a little strange, Kira noticed herself getting tired and suddenly just fell back on the bed unconscious.

As she finished readying herself for work, Misti remained unaware of what had happened to Kira. Hearing the doorbell ring, she called out "I'll get it!" Arriving downstairs, Misti opened the door to reveal Tommy standing there. "Hey, Tommy. This is a pleasant surprise." Smiling to her, Tommy replied "I just thought I'd make sure Kira was okay. She seemed pretty shaken up yesterday." Nodding her understanding, Misti lead Tommy inside as she replied "Yeah, that she was. She's upstairs in her room. I'm actually just on my way to work. You can go ahead and go on in there. It's upstairs, second door on your right." Smiling, Tommy replied "Thanks, Mrs. Ford." Chuckling, Misti added "Please, call me Misti...See ya later, Tommy." Nodding, Tommy added "See ya later, Misti." With that, Misti shut the door behind her as Tommy made his way up to Kira's room. Arriving at her bedroom door, Tommy knocked gently.

"Kira? It's Tommy." He called to her. After not getting a response, Tommy thought to himself Somethin's not right...She should've responded. Trying the door knob, Tommy found that the door was unlocked. Well, atleast if something is wrong, I can get to her easily... He thought to himself not really knowing what to make of the situation. What he saw when he entered made Tommy stop dead in his tracks, Kira appeared as if she'd collapsed on the bed and fallen to the floor. Whatever the case, she was unconscious. Quickly, Tommy hurried to her side. Moving her on to her back, Tommy checked to see that she was breathing-which she was-and that she had a pulse-which she did. Knowing how bad the situation could get, Tommy thought to himself. There's no time for an ambulance...Shit!...Tommy thought to himself as he picked Kira gently up off the floor. Turning to leave and take her to the Emergency Room himself, Tommy noticed the empty bottle of Advil and the empty wine coolers. Damn it, Kira, why?...He thought to himself as he carried her out to his jeep. Minutes later, Tommy finally found himself in the waiting room of the hospital awaiting news on Kira's condition. He'd done everything he could-he'd notified the others and her mother-now all he could do was wait. Soon, he saw Misti hurrying in with a terrified look on her face. Approaching him, she asked worriedly and terrified simultaneously "How is she! How's Kira!" A solemn look replacing the usual livliness and care free expression which usually consumed his face, Tommy replied "I don't know. The doctors haven't said anything yet." Sitting down next to Tommy, Misti just replied "God!...I can't believe this...I'm just glad you were there to find her...If you hadn't been there...God only knows what might've happened..." Knowing she was right, it scared Tommy to think what could have happened. Yeah...she might've...why can't I atleast say it...And why does it scare me this much...I mean, yeah, Kira's my friend but the way this whole mess has me scared out of my mind, you'd swear she was my wife or something...Come on Tommy, pull it together...If for no other reason, for Kira's sake...Snapping out of his trance, Tommy watched as the others filed in-Conner, Trent, Hayley, and Ethan.

"How is she? Is she okay?" Conner asked when they reached Misti and Tommy. Looking up at him, Tommy told Conner the same thing he'd told Misti. "We don't know. They haven't told us anything yet..." Sitting down amongst the others, Trent spoke up. "Man, I can't believe something would happen...Especially to Kira..." Just then, the doctor entered and approached the teens and Tommy, Hayley, and Misti. Getting up simultaneously, Tommy and Misti approached the doctor. Before anybody could say anything, the doctor introduced herself. "I'm Dr. Michelle Brice. I'm Kira's physician." Almost completely ignoring Dr. Brice's introduction, Misti asked "How is she! How's my daughter!" Tommy simply stood there next to her with an expression upon his face which mirrored her question. Calmly, Dr. Brice explained Kira's condition to Tommy and Misti while the others just listened. "All we really know for sure is that Kira's suffered an extreme drug/alcohol overdose. The toxicology results showed that there were sky rocketed amounts of pain killers in her blood stream. And her blood aclohol level was astronomical compared to the legal limit. Aside from that we won't know much until she wakes up...If she does..." Seeing how upset Misti was, Tommy looked from her back to Dr. Brice. "What are you saying?" he asked. Scared of what the answer might be. Still calmly, Dr. Brice added "I'm saying she's in a coma." Suddenly, Misti broke into a sob and quietly muttered "Oh my God!" Knowing what Misti had to be wondering, Tommy asked "Can we see her?" Nodding unemotionally, Dr. Brice added "Yes...but, one at a time, please." Turning to Misti, Tommy added "You go on ahead and go in there first...She's your daughter, she needs you..." Facing Tommy with her tear-stained face, Misti quietly added "Okay..." as she followed Dr. Brice back to Kira's room. Upon entering, Misti nearly broke down on the spot. Unable to take the sight of her daughter in this condition-a ventilator tube protruding from her mouth while she was hooked up to several different machines-Misti didn't stay long. Oh God, Kira...why? Why'd you have to do this?...She asked herself just before she left a couple of minutes after she had arrived. Walking back out into the waiting room, Misti didn't say a word to anybody. Instead she just left the hospital silently and went home.

Watching her leave the hospital, Tommy sighed as he went down the hall and back to Kira's room. Walking in and taking in the initial sight of Kira's condition, Tommy stopped dead in his tracks. Inside, it was killing him to see her like that. Oh my God!...Tommy why are you so upset over this...You shouldn't be this scared just for a friend...Yeah you should be upset but it shouldn't be killing you like this...God, what I wouldn't give to take her place-To take all her pain away from her and absorb it myself...God, Tommy, what are you saying!...It's not like you're in love with her... Tommy debated within himself. As he stared down into Kira's blank face, it hit him. He was in love with her. He always had been. It just took this to make him realize it. Well, I guess it's true what they say...Ya really never do know what you've got until you've lost it...Wait a minute, you haven't lost her yet, Tommy...Kira's a fighter...If anyone can get through this, it's Kira Ford... He thought to himself when he finally figured out why it hurt him so much to see Kira like this. Knowing that the others were waiting to visit Kira as well, Tommy stayed just long enough to take her hand as he stroked some loose hair out of her face as he gently told her "We wish you the best..." Leaning forward he gently whispered in her ear "Please don't leave me...I couldn't stand to lose you..." With that, Tommy turned and left the hospital as silently as Misti had earlier. While the others spent the rest of the day visiting with her, Tommy went home and spent the day thinking about Kira and how big of an idiot he had to have been for it to take something like this to make him realize how he felt about Kira. Finally, night fell and Tommy got ready for bed. Lying in bed, he lay awake scared for Kira. For the first time in a long time, Tommy found himself crying. The great Tommy Oliver was actually crying. He was crying himself to sleep longing to be able to take Kira in his arms again, this time never letting her go. He longed to feel the warmth of her body pressed close to his. He even found himself calling out her name. Finally an hour later, Tommy finally cried himself to sleep.