A new face after the race
Chapter 57
Author's note: No, I'm not a doctor nor nurse or one of those medical professions nor do I have really any real knowledge of the stuff. So if I'm medically wrong…
The next twenty four hours were indeed crucial. It was a matter of life and death, with all the events happening between the couple.
Sonny was in Emily's room when it happened. He was sitting at the side, in a chair, speaking to his daughter in hopes she could hear him and wake up.
"Emily, you can't leave just yet. What of Morgan, Melissa and Michael? They are going to need their big sister as they grow up, especially Michael. He's always wanted a big sister or brother, but he was the oldest until lately.
"He loves it so, and he finds you probably the best sister in the world. He's going to be a pre teen in a few years; he's going to need someone to help him through it. I'm going to be there of course, but I have no real late experience in the matter.
"I'm going to need a babysitter for Morgan and I know he loves having you around. He's always full of smiles when he's around you and you are so good with children. He loves that doll Lucky gave you; it's practically always at his side since I've given it to him for comfort since you couldn't be there. It's a magic worker, he always knows your there, don't disappoint him when he grows up, you have to live.
"Then there's Melissa. I don't know much of her, but she cares for you deeply. She's probably hoping you and Lucky will get married so that could make her and Lulu official sisters. She's a lot like you, she looks up to you. Between her and Lulu, they look up to their big sister and brothers.
"There's Lucky too, you can't leave him here. Without you he'd go mad, and will never be the same." Sonny didn't mention that Lucky was in serious condition as well.
Then he had nothing to say so he sat and waited and waited, and waited until something happened in a silent vigil. Then the machines started making a faint constant beeping noise.
He looked up suddenly and checked the machines, but he couldn't place the problem, as Emily's breathing grew even shallower. When it continued for a few moments more he decided to get the doctor and ran out of the room.
It didn't go unnoticed in the other room either. Luke watched as his son struggle, moving slightly, but nothing was wrong. All the vital signs were good it was just Lucky who seemed restless even though he was still unconscious. He couldn't find an explanation to this odd discovery.
It lasted a few minutes before the restlessness stopped again, still and silent. He frowned in confusion, what had happened? He left the room to find out and confront the doctor.
"Doc, what the heck happened?" He asked him, hands on his hips impatiently.
"Could you be more specific Mr. Spencer? I don't quite get what you're asking me." The doctor asked, just as confused.
"My son, he was restless more than a few moments ago, as if he was panicking slightly." Luke demanded an answer, but it didn't come from the doctor, but from Sonny who was standing around the doctor wanting answers all the same.
"Panicking? About what?" Sonny asked him.
"That's what I'm trying to find out." Luke slightly snapped at Sonny but it didn't seem like it mattered what anyone did anymore. It had been a very long day.
"I don't know about your son, Mr. Spencer. It's never happened before, medical wise anyway there is no answer." The doctor told Luke.
"No medical answer, what does that mean?" He asked.
"It isn't a medical question, Luke." Sonny told Luke, catching on now. "It's psychological and mental."
Luke still couldn't get it. "Mental? How can it be mental? I saw it physically." He disagreed.
The doctor cut in. "Mr. Spencer, could you say your son and Emily had a special bond?" He asked Luke.
Luke didn't really have to think about it. He knew there was. "Yes, of course there is. Those two always had that special bond others never did." He still didn't see the relevance to the situation though.
"A minute ago, Emily had some real trouble breathing. For some reason, enough oxygen wasn't getting through her lungs, just as I suspected. I believe now that that special bond told Lucky there was trouble on her end and panicked as if to try and be there." The doctor theorized.
Luke supposed it was possible. "Emily is all right now though?" He asked.
"It's still hard to say, Emily is on oxygen. I thought she could take breathing on her own; apparently she needed more than I thought." The doctor explained and his beeper went off. "Excuse me." He skipped away, leaving Sonny and Luke without another word.
"Emily's on oxygen and Lucky knew it when he settled down. He knows Emily's not so good either." Luke commented, having a little trouble believing it himself.
"Luke, do you think it possible that they may be two separate people with interconnecting lives and feelings?" Sonny asked a thought came into his head.
"If Lucky knew about Emily's problem even though he wasn't even conscious, I wouldn't doubt it." Luke answered truthfully though he couldn't really understand it. It was just too supernatural, not that he was an expert on human behavior and relationships.
"Then the answer is right there, you said when we worried that they were under that rumble, that if one would be found, the other would as well." Sonny started his explanation.
"Yeah, what about it?" Luke asked, wishing for a cigar or two.
"Don't you think it possible that their recoveries connect? I mean, this doesn't sound logical, but lucky panicking isn't either but maybe when one wakes up the other will. It seems like Emily and Lucky are dependent upon each other's recovery." Sonny said, probably sounding a little bit crazy.
"I wouldn't doubt it at this point, but how can we help with that? It's up to one of them to make the first move so the other can make the second." Luke told Sonny.
Sonny sighed, knowing that was the truth. "I know, so once again all we can do is wait." He said.
Luke nodded solemnly when something hit him. "Hey, where did Jason go?" He looked around, they didn't see him leave but then again, they were preoccupied too.
"He told me he was going to call Laura because we all knew you wouldn't, given the present circumstances. I think he wanted to talk to Liz for support too." Sonny told him, shrugging on that last part.
"Laura, I was supposed to do that, huh?" Luke frowned, thank goodness for Jason he thought mentally. Jason didn't really have blood ties like this so it wasn't that personal in this area.
"Yeah, you were." Sonny checked out his watch. "The kids will be up soon and will want to know what is going on. We can't protect them too much more." He murmured.
Luke had to agree but said nothing out loud, just nodded his head silently. He got up to go back to Lucky's room, when the doctor stepped out and went into Emily's and got the constant vibe of danger that followed him for years.
He looked back at Sonny and felt much the same vibe as Luke. When it came to their children, they were both in the same predicament despite having lived different lives.
"What was that about?" Sonny asked, paling slightly in worry.
Luke bit his lip. "I don't know, but I'm going to find out." He told Sonny and walked towards the doors and stood guard until the doctor came out of Emily's room, then ambushed him.
Sonny came along just as Luke asked the question of the day, "What's wrong?" Luke asked pointedly.
The doctor visibly sighed. "Lucky's tests came back fine. His head injury wasn't as bad as I thought it might be. I predict he'll make a full recovery." The doctor wasn't happy as he said this though, despite it being good news on Luke's side.
"Then what's wrong?" Sonny demanded when he saw that it was good news but the doctor was highly disappointed when he said it. Something was definitely up.
"I had hoped that both would take so well." The doctor replied, sighing again.
Sonny paled now. "What's wrong with Emily?" He asked, more worried than ever. He had half a mind to shake the doctor to get the information, but refrained. It would help none; more keeping the information hid longer, something he couldn't handle.
"Even with the oxygen mask there isn't enough oxygen for her heart. I don't believe it's going through her lungs as much as I had hoped again. It's working too hard to get that oxygen." The doctor reported to them.
"So, Emily's on her way to a heart attack?" Sonny asked, not exactly understanding what he was saying, and had a hard time truly understanding it.
"That's one of my worst fears, yes." The doctor verified for him, nodding slightly.
Luke and Sonny shared a scared look. Lucky would be fine, physically anyway, but without Emily…he just couldn't do it, wouldn't do it mentally.
"Is there anything that can be done? Open her lungs more for the heart to receive the oxygen you're giving her?" Sonny threw out some senseless ideas. So call him desperate, he was.
"I'm afraid not. I tried the drugs and I tried the oxygen, there is nothing more that I could do medically. It's all up to time and faith." The doctor left them again, solemnly.
Nothing had to be said, Luke knew what had to be done. He turned swiftly and went to Lucky's room without a word. He sat on the stool on the side of the bed. "Lucky?" Luke called him, hoping for a reaction. Preferably a quick and painless one, but pickers couldn't be choosers, so he would take whatever he got, as long as he got one.
Luke heard a small groan of misery, and saw some slight motion of Lucky's head, but then stopped, still again. "Lucky?" Luke called again. "I hate to wake you, knowing you need sleep more than ever, but you need to. Emily needs you. I wouldn't be doing this unless it was absolutely necessary, you know that." Luke insisted, but refrained from shaking Lucky awake, amazingly enough.
Lucky's head turned Luke's way and under his lids his eyes moved rapidly, but he still didn't wake. Luke didn't say anything more, knowing that Lucky's confused and confounded mind needed time to process all he said.
And indeed, Lucky did. He heard it all, especially the "Emily needs you." But he couldn't make any movement to go to her. His head was pounding, everything hurt and all he wanted to do was sleep it off. But there was a constant feeling that Emily truly needed him, was calling out for him.
There had always been a connection like that between them, but he had trouble believing it until it actually popped up and happened. It was like that every time and he could remember when he felt it, but this time it was stronger than usual.
Emily truly needed him, now more than ever but yet he couldn't go to her still. He wished he could say he was better off than her, but he felt that scare earlier within him but it had went and he had thought she was better. Apparently it was only a temporary thing.
Outside, Sonny was telling the doctor to move each other in the same room that they gained support and strength from each other, always had. But the doctor was sticking with the hospital rules that sexes weren't to be mixed, no matter what.
Or was until, Bobbie came to where they were arguing. She marched up to the doctor, brushing past Sonny in the process, and stuck a finger in his chest.
"Listen to me, my nephew and his girlfriend has a strong connection and with the separate rooms its killing it, killing her. She needs him next to her, and I don't care about the hospital rules, they're meant to be broke anyway. What is more important, the rules or the rate of your living and dead patients?" Bobbie reasoned with the doctor roughly, determined to help Sonny, her nephew and Emily. She was too valued to lose just because of some stupid rules considering rules were bent before anyway, and many times at that.
The doctor was considering it when one of the two rooms they were in front of made a loud noise signaling the dead lining of one of the patients.