A/N: Again unbetaed so I apologize for the grammer. If you have a problem with it just email me and I'll fix it.


"Sandy? What's wrong?" I ask into the phone. I'm not supposed to be on the phone for another, I'm not even sure how many hours.I was in the middle of group when Dr. Woodrift came in and said that my husband was on the phone and it was an emergency.

"Kirsten, how are you doing so far?" Sandy inquires through the phone in an obviously fake cheerful tone.

"Sandy they wouldn't let me talk to you if something wasn't wrong, just tell me," I say back.

"Something's happen," He states but then pauses. I press him on, and he continues, "Seth and Ryan are in the hospital," Was not expecting that, and was silent for a moment before Sandy feeling the need to fill the silence, like always, went on, "They were at Trey's… there was a gun," Oh my god a gun, "Seth is awake and the prognosis is good but Ryan… He lost a lot of blood and they… they aren't sure if he'll make it through the night."

"I'm on my way," I say, but as I went to hang up the phone Sandy protests, "No Kirsten, I don't want you to worry about it. I just felt you should know. You have to get yourself better."

"You just said that my sons are in the hospital and one is facing the possibility of death and you expect me not to worry and not to come," I raise my voice at this. I know Sandy only wants to help but I need to be there for Seth and for Ryan.

"But if you're not better than it won't help," he replies.

"I promise I'll come back once the boys are okay. I just need to be there right now Sandy. I need to see them," I declare.

"Okay talk to the doctor then let me talk to him," Sandy says agreeing to my leaving, and I head over to Dr. Woodrift.

"I need to go home my sons are in danger," I articulate.

"We don't recommend that patients leave but since you came on your own free will, you can leave when you want," the doctor says.

"I plan on coming back once my sons are okay. Is that fine?" I ask.

"We will hold your bed until then, and I hope you do come back," The doctor says as he takes the phone from me. I'm already halfway to my room by the time he says hello.

"I'm here to see my sons," I say to the receptionist. She's asking me the names when I see Sandy down the hall. "Sandy!" I exclaim as I run towards him. He pulls me into an embrace.

As he backs away he starts talking, "Seth's awake if you want to see him," Sandy utters, obviously relieved that I'm here, "but I better warn you."

I'm not listening to him at this point, all I can think about is if my son is okay. I walk past him into Seth's room. The first thing I see is Summer sitting next to Seth, who is lying in the hospital bed, stiff as a board hooked up to a respirator. I glance back at Sandy, who has followed me in, with a look that can only be described as horror. Tears begin to fill my eyes as Sandy mutters, "It's okay, he's going to be okay."

I turn back around and my motherly instincts have kicked in. All I want to do is make him feel better, so as his eyes open I walk over. I hold back my tears as I brush his hair back, "Hi, sweetie," I whisper. Confusion crosses his face when he sees me, obviously not expecting to. "I'm here honey. I'm always here for you." I know he can see the tears in my eyes. I just grab his hand and am surprised to find that he doesn't grab back. Is he mad at me? No, he is upset about something though, I can see it in his eyes. I look back at Sandy but he just looks at me. Summer has the same look on her face and I decide that I have to find out what exactly is wrong. "I'm going to go see Ryan then I'll be back." I say as another look crosses his face. He obviously knows Ryan's in danger and is scared for him also.

When Sandy and I are out of the room I ask, "What exactly is wrong with Seth?"

Sandy looks down. He's trying to think of the right words, I guess he has them because he looks back up at me. I see tears in his eyes now too. He then explains, "Seth is facing paralysis."

"What?" I reply but am still extremely confused, "Sandy what happened at Trey's?"

"The short version," Sandy replies, "Trey tried to rape Marissa while the boys and I were in Miami. She got away but she didn't tell Ryan. She didn't tell anyone until Summer. Summer told Seth and Seth told Ryan."

"Let me guess Ryan went to take care of it," I say knowing Ryan all too well.

"Yes, He went over there and Seth, Summer and Marissa tried to stop him. When Marissa got there I guess Trey had the upper hand in the fight. And from what I gathered from Summer, Marissa shot Trey."

"Oh my god," I say, not know what else to do I sit. In the middle of the hallway my knees give and I sit on the ground. Sandy comes down to my level and puts his arms around me.

"The first officer to arrive at the scene said that six shots were fired. They know now that one went into Trey, and Seth, while two each went into Ryan and Marissa. The one that hit Trey hit his aorta and he was pronounced dead at the scene, but it's presumed that before this he grabbed the gun and started firing. The bullet in Seth went into his spine, they removed it but don't know how much it will help. There is swelling around the cord at the moment, but even once that goes down the doctor is still expecting him to be paralyzed. The two that went into Ryan hit him in the leg and the heart. He was already weak from his fight but they were able to remove the bullets. The amount of blood he lost was enormous. The doctor said his body is in a comatose state because of the stress. Marissa… The two that hit her were both in her heart and she… was also pronounced dead at the scene." Sandy stops now done explaining all he knows, he looks relieved that he could share this with someone, but the tears that we threatening to fall earlier have decided that they wanted to make a river. I'm sobbing into his arms not caring that I look like shit, not caring that everyone is staring; all I care about is the health of my sons. As the sobs slow, I get up. I need to see Ryan.

I walk in to find him lying in the hospital bed in the same position as Seth was; he is also hooked up to a respirator. The only difference between Seth and Ryan is that Ryan's eyes aren't open. I walk over to him immediately saying more to myself, "It's okay, everything's going to be okay." The tears that haven't stopped speed up now. I have to be strong for my sons but I can't. I just can't be strong enough. I fall into Sandy's open arms again as I fear losing my sons forever.