Hi im not a Surgeon or a doctor, in fact Holby City makes me go wobbly so im sorry if My medical happenings arent correct. But do tell me if im wrong!

"Jack…Jack…Speak to me" Kerry cried,

But it was no use, the toddler was in a comatose state and it looked as if he wouldn't be coming out of it anytime soon.

Smithy stopped and looked for a millisecond then dashed to the closest phone to ring an ambulance.

As he was explaining to the switchboard what happened blood poured out of his mouth,

"Smithy, he's bringing up blood, help me. Please!"

Laying him on his side Kerry put her first aid skills into practice, he felt hot so she stripped him of his pyjamas. By now Smithy had given the ambulance crew all the information they needed, but he didn't know what to do, he just towered over them watching everything unfold.

"Smithy help him, Please Smithy," She pleaded.

Jack fell out of the fit but lay there, motionless. Smithy had to act. He knew he had to.

Manoeuvring around them he crouched down beside the two of them and felt his temperature, he was still burning up but his temperature should slowly come down.

"Jack, I don't know if you can hear me but im Dale Smith im your mums friend. Don't worry mate its gonna be alright were gonna get ya to hospital."

He looked at her and saw an expression that he had never seen on her face before, she must have so much love for this boy he'd never seen her so worried.

Kerry

Please, Please wake up baby. What do I do he looks so helpless, I cant bear it, I just cant cope with it all. If I lose him I cant bear to think what would happen, I just couldn't go on.

Smithy

Is this what its like, to love your flesh and blood this much that it hurts inside and you just cant bear for them to come to any harm. Maybe Kerry is right and im not like my dad, im such a hypocrite, accusing him of being a bad father when I haven't even spent time with my son.

Outside blue lights flashed through the curtains, upon seeing them Smithy ran and opened the door. While the paramedics helped the lifeless little boy Smithy held Kerry tight, she was shaking from the shock and the vibrations rippled through Smithy's stiff body.

"Hey, everything's going to be ok ill be here for the both of you whenever ya need me" He said smiling at her even though he was consumed with pain and grief.

Lifting Jack onto the stretcher they carted him in the direction of the ambulance, entwined in Smithy's arms she wriggled free wiping her crimson eyes. Walking out she looked behind her to find Smithy staring at photos of his son, which filled the room.

"Hey, there's plenty of time to catch up on his life, the main thing is getting him on the road to recovery" Taking his hand the led him into the ambulance.

On the way to St. Hugh's Kerry held Jacks hand tightly, Smithy also resting his hand over theirs. He was so young he didn't deserve this. The only sounds to be heard apart from the constant sound of a siren were the small boys breathing patterns.

Arriving at the hospital they were whisked of to Intensive care where he was treated. Looking at the commotion unfolding in front of them Kerry turned to Smithy and said,

"Thanks"

"Thanks for what, I only did what anyone else would have done in that situation"

"No, you didn't Smithy you took care of him and proved that you can be a good dad to him, anyone else would have walked away but you stayed when he needed you, when I needed you, you stayed."

Thank you another chapter done another chapter done without sticking to the plan lol! Please R+R as i feel this story is lacking something