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"I don't feel so hot," Kirsten Cohen remarked, poking at her dinner, "I think I'm going to go lie down."

"You're never sick? Just call if you need anything!" her husband Sandy yelled as she dragged herself up the stairs. All week she had felt useless, but she was a strong woman. No one needed to know that she was sick, until now.

"See Ryan, Kirsten is NEVER sick," he explained to him, as Seth laughed to himself, reading a comic book.

"Yeah she hasn't looked alive all week," Ryan noted. Ever since he had moved in with the Cohen's he had felt that Kirsten had always had some special enthusiasm in her face, and the look had been replaced with a pale face, bags under her eyes, and shaking limbs. Ryan knew better than to say anything, she was powerful, and he didn't need to worry her.

"I'm going to go check up on her really quick," Sandy told the boys, retreating to the stairs.

"Kirsten?" he called, not noticing her in the bedroom, "Holy shit Kirsten, wake up!" Sandy found Kirsten curled up on the bathroom floor, sweating in a panic.

"RYAN! SETH! NOW!" he yelled, trying to stay as calm as possible, "Don't worry Kirsten, I wont let you go." Sandy held her limp body in his arms as she shook uncontrollably.

"Yes father," Seth asked in his dramatic voice, before entering the room, "Uhh…"

"What happened up…..Kirsten??" Ryan's happy face immediately turned into a shocked face, and the expression wasn't going away.

"I…I…found her on the bathroom floor," he nervously explained, "She's got a pulse and and her breathing is n…normal." Sandy was worried, the look on his face could put tears to your eyes, and Seth looked on the verge of tears.

"Hospital…get in car now," Sandy mumbled, not making any sense with his wording. As everyone went out to the car, there seemed to be a lot of confusion. The Cohen's were picture perfect, according to everyone around them, but Sandy knew that this symbolized a change.

The ride to the hospital seemed to take ages, and the Cohen's were catching every light red. "How is she back there?" Ryan asked, since he had been asked to drive.

"Uhh…I don't think to swift, she's shaking uncontrollably," Sandy gasped, trying to hide his genuine concern for his wife.

"It is OK to be scared dad," Seth reminded his dad from the front seat.

"Finally!" Ryan exclaimed, pulling up to the doors.

"Go park and meet me in the lobby," he told Seth and Ryan. The two were silent; they were amazed that something so dramatic had happened so suddenly. Ryan pulled into the nearest parking space and the two hopped out of the car, instinctively running towards the hospital doors.

Ryan caught a piece of what the nurse was saying to Mr. Cohen, "She is on her way to seeing a doctor, many tests will definitely have to be done."

"Where's mom?" Seth questioned his dad.

"She was rushed in because she was an emergency that couldn't wait, they are going to revive her and run some tests. Something could seriously be wrong with her," Sandy gulped as he said the words, "The only thing we can do is wait…and call Caleb." Sandy glared down at the screen of his cell phone, not wanting to dial the dreaded numbers.

"I'll do it," Seth told his dad, grabbing the phone from his hands.

"OK." Seth dialed the number into the phone and hit the send button. To his surprise Julie Cooper picked up, he had to play it cool in front of her.

"Can I talk to my gramps?" he asked, trying to sound worry-free.

"Nice to talk to you too Seth, let me go get him," she responded.

"Hello?" his grandpa's uptight voice picked up the phone.

"Gramps, please don't tell the witch, mom fainted, pretty bad, she's really sick, in the hospital," Seth tried to stay calm, but the nervousness was starting to get to his head.

"Seth? Explain." His grandfather was known to be harsh, but a hint of worry was in his voice. Sandy quietly told Seth to tell him not to come, that they had it under control.

"Don't come, we will call you later," he said, feeling bad for hanging up, "Bye gramps."

Seth and Ryan knew that it would be a while before Kirsten was out of surgery and testing, so they decided to rest their heads on the two shoulders of Sandy; they knew they needed it.

"Wake up," Sandy gently tapped the heads of Seth and Ryan, "We are going in to see your mom now." Seth shot up at the words and jumped out of his seat. His mom was the most compassionate and understanding woman he knew, and he just had to see her.

"Are they going to tell us what's wrong?" Ryan groaned, sitting up in the chair.

"We are going to have a family conference with Kirsten, supposedly they found something, and they went into surgery," Sandy explained, "She is in room 303, lets go find her."

The boys were silent as they rode the elevator up to level three. There was nothing to say, the boys were all worried, and even though they always acted tough at home, they could barely keep it together today. Once they reached the room, Sandy lightly knocked on the door, and entered the room. Kirsten half-heartedly smiled up at them.

"Mom!" Seth cried, running over to give her a light hug.

"Kirsten!" Sandy and Ryan sang in unison.

"Hey guys," Kirsten said weakly, still hanging on to her smile.

"How are you?" Sandy asked compassionately.

"I feel awful, my stitches hurt, but other than that I am so glad to see you guys; and I am so thankful that you came to check on me Sandy, or something bad could have happened to me," she smiled, sitting up in the bed, "Seth, Ryan, its late, and tomorrow is a school day…"

"For everyone else," Seth grinned back at his mom, she gave him the look.

knockknock

The doctor stepped into the room, happy to see his patient with a smile on her face.

"Hello there Kirsten, did you have a nice nap?" he asked, chuckling as though he thought it was funny.

"Hey Ed, I was just talking to my family," she smiled, giving him the look when he turned his back.

"Well I thought it was time that I told you guys what's wrong with Kirsten over there," his smile had long since left his face, and he looked nervous, "I'm afraid that she has been diagnosed….with….a rare form of….leukemia."

The room went silent, everyone had a blank face on.

"Nooo you got the wrong patient sorry there must be another Cohen," Seth babbled, it was the only thing he knew to do when he was worried.

"Seth, I believe him," Kirsten silently told him, "What can I do?"

"Well we recommend chemotherapy, the side-effects are harsh," Dr. Jennings told her, handing her a pamphlet on it, "But if you decide to go with chemo, we would like to have you in on Monday, for your first day. You will come in twice a week for four weeks, and that will conclude your first session of treatment."

The room was silent for a minute, until Kirsten cried, "I'll do it. I'll be here on Monday morning at 10."

"That will be fine, and have a family member pick you up around 2," he told her, "Sign these forms Sandy and she will be released until Monday."

The family quietly helped Kirsten into a wheelchair, as demanded by doctors, and took her out to the car. The look on everyone's faces where awful, they looked like someone had died.

"I'm scared about telling my dad," Kirsten blurted out on the way to the car, "He hasn't been in control since he lost my mom, of cancer."

"Tell Julie first," Sandy tried to give a suggestion, "and call for a family meeting with Caleb and Julie, also invite Jimmy and Marissa, invite everyone, we will sit on the patio and talk."

"OK," Kirsten looked at Sandy, trying to hold her tears back.

The ride home was awkward. No one said anything, and you could hear the silent sobs of Kirsten, holding onto Seth in the backseat of the Range Rover.

"Kirsten, everything is going to be OK," Ryan reassured her, looking into her cold eyes.

"Ryan, I love you, I am glad you are living with us, and I think I should be telling you that, I am going to be OK," she let a smile spread across her face. She was determined to live.

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