Tony, Lucas and Martha stormed down the corridor, searching for a passing doctor to ask for information, when a nurse walked up to them, immediately recognizing their familiar faces.
"You're here because of Jack?" She asked. Tony spun around at the sound of his sons' name. He put his hands on her shoulders.
"Yes. Please tell me what on earth is going on!" He begged.
"If you come with me to the family and friends waiting room, then I'm sure Sergeant McGrath will inform you of what occurred." Nurse Julie explained, leading them to the room.
"But is he okay?" Martha asked, the Nurse turned around with a look of sympathy, increasing Tony, Martha and Lucas' worry.
"I'm sorry but I cannot tell you. He is in surgery at the moment, but I'll keep you updated when I have information. But I have to prepare you for the worst, as this operation is very complicated, and due to the extent of Jack's injuries, he has been given a 30 chance of survival." Nurse Julie explained. Martha let out a loud cry as she lifted her hand to her open mouth.
"Oh no! Jack!" She shouted. Tony and Lucas stood rigid with shock, until Tony put his arm around Martha. He had to stay strong for Lucas and Martha.
"Thanks Julie." He mumbled, leading Martha and Lucas into the room that they were outside. Inside the room, they each took a seat on one of the many cream, fabric chairs facing Jack's boss, waiting for an explanation.
Hours had gone by since they had first entered the room, and the detailed explanation of the event that may have cost Jack his life. Silence had accompanied the 4 miserable souls in the room, making it more uncomfortable and difficult for each of them. Each one was occupied by their own thoughts, thoughts of the last moments that they'd shared with Jack. Their last conversation together, their last joke, and for Martha, their last kiss. Martha couldn't bear sitting in the room, thinking through the large possibility of her losing Jack, so she stood up and grabbed her bag.
"I've got to go for a walk. I can't stand staying in this room for a second longer." Martha explained. "Will someone please phone me when he comes out, if I'm not here." She said, Tony and Lucas nodded and watched as she exited the room.
She aimlessly walked around the hospital grounds, the light from the moon and the occasional outdoor lamp guiding her way. Thoughts of Jack flooded her mind, 'what will I do if I lose him?' she asked herself. She didn't want to think like this, but she had no option. She could see in Nurse Julie's face that she felt Jack probably wouldn't pull through, and Martha also had to face facts. The chance that Jack would survive was very slim. Martha collapsed in tears onto a bench outside one of the many entrances. She didn't know what to do with herself, she was being suffocated with this sadness, and had to let it out of her, else she'd end up suffering more. So she curled her legs up onto the cold metal bench, and laid down looking at the stars, trying to come to terms with the horrific event that had happened, and what she had to now prepare herself for.
The doctor who had taken Jack away strolled down the corridor and into the family and friends waiting room, ready to share the good news. He swung the door open.
"Are you awaiting news for Jack Holden?" He asked Tony and Lucas. The sergeant had now left, leaving his number so that Tony could keep him informed. Tony and Lucas both jumped up.
"Yes! How is he doctor?" Tony asked. The doctor smiled.
"He's fine. He should make a full recovery." The doctor smiled. "I couldn't have hoped for a smoother operation." Tony and Lucas gave huge sighs of relief and smiles waved over their faces.
"Thank you so much doctor…?" Tony said, stretching his hand out towards the young male doctor, who took his hand and shook it.
"Dr Smith." He smiled.
"Thanks." Lucas beamed.
"Can we see him now?" Tony asked.
"Sure, this way." Dr Smith said, leading them to Jack's private cubicle. "He's still unconscious, but he should wake up in the next 10 minutes, he'll be a bit drowsy at first, because of the anaesthetic, but he will soon get back to his normal self. After that, could you please inform myself or Nurse Julie so that we can run some tests?" He asked.
"Sure thing." Tony smiled, quickly stepping into the room where his son lay motionless on the bed, attached to numerous machines. Tony was so relieved that Jack was okay, he'd feared for the worst when he was sat in that room, he almost dreaded the time where the doctor came through to tell them the outcome of the operation, as he didn't want it to be bad news. Tony sat in the chair next to him, holding his sons hand.
"Jack?" He asked, gently squeezing his hand, but Jack still lay there peacefully asleep. Lucas walked over to his ill brother. He leant over him, checking out the nasty scratches and damage.
"That's gotta hurt" he commented. Just then Martha walked in.
"Nurse Julie told me the news!" She said excitedly as she walked in. Her eyes landed onto Jack's body, covered with wires and bandages. She rushed quickly towards the other side of the bed and held his other hand.
"Oh my God Jack thank god you're alive." She said, tears rolling down her cheeks. "I thought I'd lost you." She cried, comforting his hand.
"You're not getting away that easily." Jack chuckled, slowly opening his eyes. Martha, Tony and Lucas all looked up at his smiling face. They had never been happier to hear his voice.
"I love you so much." Martha smiled, gazing up at her handsome man. Jack pulled her by the hand, closer to him, clearly wanting a kiss. They both leant in, not really considering the awkward situation they were putting Tony and Lucas in. As Martha neared Jack's lips she caught eye of a familiar face, causing her to make a detour from Jack's lips to the man's attention. She stood up, staring at him for a moment, leaving Jack very confused.
"What's up?" He asked, "Don't you want to kiss a sick person-" Jack began to tease, but he had turned to see what Martha was looking at, a doctor stood at the door. His body filled with anger as memories rushed back to his mind.
"What are you doing here?" Jack demanded, gritting his teeth. The doctor sighed.
"He saved your life Jack." Tony stood up, patting Dr Smith on the back. "This man can perform miracles! I think it's due to him that you're alive right now Jack, from what I've heard not many doctors could have saved your life." Tony explained happily, but he soon saw that Jack wasn't as grateful.
"Martha?" Dr Smith said, knocking her out of her daydream. "I guess we need to talk. Would you please come outside with me?" He asked her. She slowly nodded.
"Sure Callum." She followed him out the door. Jack watched as she left with him, the anger and hatred he'd had for Callum from day one was still existing, and he wasn't too keen on letting Martha be alone with him.