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"What do you mean 'can't bring her back', where has she gone?" Phil quizzed, his voice rising. Phil didn't notice the doctor standing at the back of the room, behind his grieving family.

"Keely had a lot of internal and external bleeding, luckily the paramedics came soon, or else she may not have made it." The doctor said, "Could I please speak to Philip alone" The doctor made this question out to his family. They nodded and slowly left the room, leaving Phil with the doctor.

"Hello, Philip, I'm Doctor Shepherd," The woman told Phil, "Now, I'm afraid you are going to go into surgery on yours arms, is that O.k?" Why was she asking him? Phil wondered. He nodded,

"Um…Doctor, do you know how Keely is?" Phil asked, uneasily.

"Miss Teslow? I'm afraid I don't know how she is; she's been in the OR since the two of you arrived"

"And when was that?"

"5 hours ago"

"FIVE HOURS! They've been working on her for that long" tears filled his eyes, if they'd been working on her for 5 hours already, how much longer would it be before they gave up on her?

"If it wasn't for you, Philip, Miss Teslow would have died in an instance." Phil looked bemused, he looked at his doctor for answers and she told him,

"When you jumped in front of her, you put your arms in front of you. A lot of the car's impact went to your arms but you still got hit and henceforth flew onto the bonnet. Keely was knocked down and hit her head badly, causing lots of internal and external bleeding. This made sound bad, but if you hadn't put her life in front of yours, she would have died. You are stronger and slightly shorter then her, if it had hit her first, then she would have been hit heavily in her stomach and then flow up through the cars windshield. Young miss Teslow would have died on impact." Dr. Shepherd spoke solemnly. Phil had a look of anguish on his face. Tears fell into his recently stitched up scar. He'd saved Keely's life, but to what cost, a couple more hours of anguish for her friends and family. Her family…

"Excuse, but where is Keely's mum?"

"We haven't been able to reach Mrs Teslow quite yet." Of course, Phil thought, Keely's mum had gone away for 3 weeks, Phil's family were her supervisors. Phil told this to the doctor.

"Thank you for informing me, Philip, now, your going into surgery soon, so I'm gonna have to give you Morphine (A/n- O.k, so that isn't the knock-out thing, lets just pretend it is) to help you relax." Dr. Shepherd picked up a needle on the tray to the left of her. Phil winced when she put into his arm, but soon he felt himself drift off to sleep.

xXx

Phil fluttered his eyes. His arms felt heavier. Looking down, he saw a thick cast on one arm and a smaller cast covering the wrist and hand on his other arm. Phil's bed was positioned so he could see clearly though the window on his door. In the room opposite, he could see lots of doctors and nurses gathering round a patient, carrying all sorts of items. One nurse, a rather large one, moved out of view and he saw the patient. Keely. All tubes and wires were connected to her and a doctor was trying desperately to resuscitate her. Phil couldn't bare it, his best friend was on the verge of death and the last thing he'd said to her was- he couldn't remember, something about her shoes. Why could he have said something meaningful like, 'Keely, you're the best friend anyone could ever have' or 'Keely, you bring so much into my life, I don't know what it would be like if you weren't around' or 'I love you'. Phil tried to shut the last thought from his brain, Keely was his best friend, nothing more…although he had hoped that she wasn't. Fresh tears filled his eyes. Getting out of his bed, he shuffled to the door, still too weak to go any faster. For a while, he just stood outside the door, watching, but soon he had the urge to go in there and hold her hand, even though he knew he couldn't and his hand wouldn't probably hurt like Hell if he tried. Suddenly, mass panic formed.

"She's crashing!" one of the doctors yelled. Another one brought deffibulator pads and desperately charged her. Her body shuddered and her heart monitor went rapid and then slowed again. It went like this for, what felt like to Phil, ages. Phil ran in, why? He had no idea; he just hoped that his presence may change Keely. There was light beeping and then a long flat beep…

The end- nah just messing ya, I've got more. PLEASE review, I like getting emails that aren't crap or from myself. Hope you liked this chapter. Now, off to play The Sims.