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Author's Note: This is my first The Day After Tomorrow story, and I hope you like it. Please review and let me know how you felt about it. I have several other stories written, and I need to know if I should post them or not! Thanks and enjoy!

Summary: Sam, Brian and JD had been running from the freezing cold of the eye of the super cell. But, instead of them all making it back just fine, Sam breathes in the incredibly cold air, and gets very sick. Laura wakes up to see him dying, but awake, and they share their feelings while the others rest. Will Jack make it to them in time to save his son? PG-13 for mild language and tense scenes

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Taryn- Thanks so much for the review. Don't get comfortable yet…it's not quite over for our crew.

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All- I am sorry this took so long to come, but it's here now…please forgive me. I had intended to get it out sooner, but I've been incredibly busy with school and the musical. And no, I have nothing against homosexuals, it's just not my style of writing, and I didn't want anyone to get confused. Hope you like this next chapter. If not, maybe you'll like the next few chapters coming after that! (4 or 5 to go…I think I'm going to cry when its all over…but it has to end somewhere, right…I promise I'll write another one!)

CHAPTER 13: Stormy Nights

LAURA

A loud crash shattered my dreams, and jerked me awake. I winced against a sharp pain in my hand, and, looking down, I remembered where I was. The IV needle was sticking at an odd angle into the back of my hand. I groaned. Since the morphine bag was empty, I pulled it out carefully, clenching my jaw slightly.

"Morning, Laura," Brian yawned. I looked up at him from my wheelchair, and smiled halfheartedly. "How did you sleep?"

"Other than being at an odd angle, and finishing up my morphine bag…okay. How about you?" Brian sighed, and nudged JD awake next to him.

"I'm up…I'm up." I giggled a little bit, but then was calm only a few minutes later. Mr. and Mrs. Hall were both asleep at Sam's side, who was still as pale and weak as ever. A sigh fought to escape my lips, and succeeded.

"Come on, Laura, let's get you to that doctor and get you a new morphine bag," Brian suggested. I looked up at him, and shook my head. "You are going to this doctor, whether you like it or not. You need painkillers."

JD stood, shook off the sleep still in his eyes, and moved behind me. Brian led us out to Dr. Ellis' office, and knocked softly on her door. She looked up, and smiled warmly. "Come in, come in. Laura, right?" I nodded to her without a word. "You seem to be a little better. Would you like more painkillers?"

I shook my head. "No, thank you, Dr. Ellis. I think I can deal with it from here on out. I just came to let you know that this bag was finished, that's all. Thank you so much for your help."

Dr. Ellis nodded. "Of course. Come see me if you need anything else at all, okay?" I nodded, and then looked around when the lights flickered. "Oh dear…this storm just keeps getting worse and worse. Not like the one we had before was bad enough. This is just rain and some thunder and lightning, but the lights have been flickering on and off for the past hour. We just have to pray they stay on, or we'll be in some real trouble."

I nodded, shivering despite the warmth from the blanket around my shoulders. This storm had the potential of knocking out the electricity, and killing people hooked to machines…like Sam. I prayed fervently for the electricity to stay on.

The three of us slowly made our way back to the room, and I saw Mr. and Mrs. Hall sleeping near Sam. I rolled my wheelchair over next to them, and just watched Sam. His skin was slightly darker than it had been before…he was no longer as pale as a ghost. Maybe he was finally getting better…the thought made me smile.

"He'll be okay, Laura…he's strong. He's made it this far…he can't have saved you for nothing," Brian whispered, a teasing tone in his voice at the last sentence. I looked up and smacked his arm lightheartedly. "Oh, you know what I mean. Of course he saved you so you would survive…but I mean for him. He saved you because he loved you. He has to be able to have something to show for it…"

I nodded my understanding, when the electricity went out completely. I have a jump of surprise, and stared at Sam. He was still breathing…but just barely. Without the different machines keeping him breathing properly, he could die soon!

"Sam…Sam, baby, if you can hear me, please hold on, ok?" Mrs. Hall pleaded, her hands shaking.

The tense silence was broken by a nurse running in, and flipping a switch beneath Sam's bed. Brian, who had jumped up to stand next to me, breathed a sigh of relief, as did I when the machines lit up again. "A generator," I breathed.

Mr. Hall hugged his wife tightly, and then turned to the nurse. "Will he be okay?"

The nurse checked his vitals quickly. "I think he'll be fine. He's starting to get a little stronger every day, and thankfully, this little outage didn't hurt him too bad. It's just going to delay the healing process. But I am pleased to say he looks to be on the road to recovery," she informed with a grin. "Once he's stable enough, we'll move him to a more open room."

The Halls smiled gratefully. "Thank you so much," Mrs. Hall sobbed, tears slipping down her cheeks. Brian placed a hand on my shoulder, and I covered it with my own. He was going to be okay!

Okay, again, I am soooo sooo soo sorry that this was so late! But thank you all soooo much for your patience…I will try to update faster next time!