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Charlie'sPunkDrugAngel - hey dude! you kno i wouldnt kill Charlie...would I? hmmmm. LOL keep reading and thanx so much!
October Sky - yeah i love writing the dream thing cause u can make like anything happen and it still sounds good. LOL! thanx for the review!
Lillywriter - yeah im glad to see Claire to. To tell you the truth im bummed now that i killed her!
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Jack and Kate walked hand and hand down the sidewalk, keeping their eyes open for any sign of Charlie.
"It's a nice thing your doing Jack," Kate said to her husband.
Jack looked puzzled and Kate giggled.
"For Charlie. He's been through hell and even given you hell but your still sticking by his side," Kate explained.
Jack stopped walking. Kate stopped at turned to Jack.
"What's wrong," she asked.
Jack smiled. He leaned in and kissed Kate. It was a Kodak moment for the couple until they heard someone yelling.
"Somebody help, there's a guy over here and I think he's dead," a teenage boy yelled.
Kate and Jack rushed over to the scene. What they saw made their hearts drop. An unconscious, ragged breathing Charlie lay in a dirty alley way. Jack pushed back all the people.
"Everybody stay back, give him some room," he yelled. "Kate, call an ambulance."
Kate was unresponsive. She stared at Charlie's body in shock.
"KATE CALL AN AMBULANCE," Jack yelled furiously.
Kate broke out of her trance and nodded. She turned back towards the club and ran as fast as she could.
Jack knelt down next to Charlie. He felt his cold clammy hands.
"Hang on Charlie, help is gonna be here soon," Jack whispered in his friend's ear.
Jack slowly moved Charlie to lean on his lap. He pushed open his eyelids to see his blue-green eyes staring into space. Jack studied Charlie's body. Sweat poured down his forehead and he was shaking horribly. His body was ice-cold. Jack took his thin jacket off and put it around the younger man's shoulder's. Kate came speeding back down to the alley way. She bent down next to Jack and Charlie.
"Help should be here any minute," she panted, stroking Charlie's hair. Jack nodded to his wife.
"Kate, why don't you head home, I don't think its good for you to be here. Go home to Lilah," Jack said.
"The baby-sitter is watching her and I'm not leaving you or Charlie," Kate said firmly.
Jack looked at his wife with pleading eyes but than caved-in.
"Fine," Jack said.
The sound of the siren of an ambulance could be heard in the distance. Jack felt relived for though the wait was only minutes it felt like hours. The ambulance stopped in front of the alley and much of the crowd scattered. Three paramedics with a stretcher came bursting through. The rushed over to Jack and Kate. Few words were exchanged as Jack helped them put Charlie on the stretcher. Jack jumped into the back of the truck and pulled Kate up behind him. The doors shut and they rushed towards the hospital.
"Do you know what happened to him sir," one of the paramedics asked.
"I think I may have a clue," Jack said sadly.
"And," the woman paramedic said impatiently.
Jack gulped. "Drug overdose."
The paramedics turned back to work on Charlie. A teary eyed Kate sat down next to Jack. Jack put his arm around her as they watched the medics hook all sorts of machines up to Charlie.
"He'll be all right Kate," Jack whispered loudly into her ear, trying to talk over the loud siren.
Kate sat alone in the waiting room. She toyed with a thread that hung off the bottom of her light purple T-shirt. She felt exhausted. She wanted to just go to sleep as she sat in the chair but refused to close her eyes until she knew Charlie would be all right. She was about to reach over for magazine when she heard that cocky, southern accent.
"Well, what brings you here freckles."
Kate looked up and saw Sawyer. She would have smiled and even jumped up and hug him, but she was far to depressed and tired.
"Hi," she replied.
Sawyer took a seat next to Kate. "That's all I get. Hi," Sawyer asked. Kate gave him a sharp look.
"I'm not in the mood Sawyer," she sighed.
"What's wrong. Hero's on his death bed," Sawyer grinned.
Kate glared at Sawyer. "No, he isn't. It's Charlie," she said, pissed off.
Sawyer nodded his head. "Oh I see now. What is he here for?"
"Were not sure yet but we have a pretty clear idea," Kate frowned.
"And that would be," Sayer said, waiting.
"Drug overdose," she whispered.
Sawyer sat back in his chair taking in all the information.
"Can't blame him," Sawyer said, staring down the corridor.
Kate just sighed. "So what are you here for," she asked.
"I know a girl who works at the desk. She's a hottie," Sawyer smirked.
Kate rolled her eyes. "Of course," she whispered to herself.
Suddenly the door to where Charlie was opened. An overwhelmed Jack emerged from the room. Kate got up from her chair and ran over to him, Sawyer not far behind her.
"Well," she asked.
"We were right," Jack said gloomily. "But he'll make it."
Kate wrapped her arms around Jack.
"Well, that's good news," she said softly.
Jack looked up over Kate's shoulder to see Sawyer standing there.
"Sawyer," Jack asked.
"Nah, I'm just an apparition," he joked.
Kate playfully smacked his arm. Jack and Sawyer casually shook hands.
"Why don't you get home to Lilah, Kate. I'm sure you need some rest too. It's been a long day and you shouldn't be doing all this when your pregnant," Jack said.
Kate nodded and turned to a shocked looking Sawyer.
"Aw now isn't that cute. Another Shepard is coming to town," Sawyer smiled.
Kate smiled. "Yeah. Well, it was good to see you Sawyer," she said, giving him a friendly hug.
"So long Freckles," Sawyer said, waving good-bye to Kate. She smiled and headed out the door. It had been a long, hard day, full of happiness over the new baby to come, and sadness over the troubled Charlie. But like everything else, things always come together for the better in the end. Kate smiled as she held onto that thought, walking out to the car.
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