Here's the next chapter! Sorry for leaving some of you hanging last time. Hope you enjoy!

Chapter 30

Sirens.

I can hear sirens.

I try to open my eyes but they are too heavy. Everything hurts. It's fuzzy. I have no idea what's going on. I can't even hear my friends anymore. Are they still here with me? What happened to them?

I'm about to try to open my again when I feel someone shaking on my shoulder. Then there's a voice I don't recognize asking me questions that I can't really understand. Do I have water in my ears? It sounds like I do but I don't feel wet.

I let out a groan. It's all I can do. I'm so tired but I know I need to say something. Pulling up all the energy I can muster. I need to find Tweek. Maybe this person knows.

"Whe…re's…Tweek…?"

I can feel myself losing consciousness, being pulled back into the black.

"Craig!" Tweek shrieks in horror.

Arms grab his shoulders trying to restrain him, "Son, you need to be calm. We are trying to get the other two out safely. It's going to take a second for the jaws to pull the doors off that side. Please remain calm." An older man tries to reassure as another EMT holds Tweek in place.

"But he's my boyfriend! He's dying you have to hurry!" The shaking blonde cries again.

"Sir, please, remain calm. We will save him. Don't worry."

A woman comes out of the back of the ambulance. "This one is conscious. He's a little shaken but nothing seems wrong or broken. He isn't showing any signs of concussion either."

Butters gets out of the back of the ambulance now, wide-eyed and staring at the crushed vehicle in front of them. A lifted truck moved out of the way. The two boys still trapped inside.

The firemen at the scene removed the back driver side door before pulling a semi-conscious Kenny out and put him on a stretcher to get checked out but by the looks of it his leg was definitely hurt. His foot sticking in the wrong direction.

"Kenny!" Butters yells before running along side the stretcher. Kenny reaches out a hand weakly to the smaller boy. Butters grabs his hand still moving along with the EMTs.

The driver's door was hard to pry off but after two failed attempts the firemen were able to pull Craig's limp body from the wreckage.

"Get this one in the back immediately! Still alive but hardly breathing."

Tweek runs to them trying to get closer to Craig, "Craig! Craig!"

The medics push him back before loading Craig in the back. Tweek tries to get in with them but is pulled back by a set of sturdy arms. "Son, you can't go in there. He's in critical care, he needs to get to the hospital."

"Let me go with them! I need to be with him!" Tweek flails trying to escape.

"Grab the tube! He's stopped breathing! Give me the bag!" The doors slammed shut.

Tweek pulled away from his capture and sprinted after the ambulance, "Craig!"

Tears streaming down his face he falls to the ground. All he can do is sit in the middle of the street and cry. His boyfriend was dying right in front of him. He was separated from him. What if he died on the way to the hospital and Tweek wasn't there with him?

"Son, if you want to see your boyfriend you need to listen. We are taking the rest of you to the hospital in that ambulance right there. The one your other friend is in. If you want to see him you're going to have to get in the back of this one ok?

Tweek got to his feet and followed the man. He just needed to get to Craig.

Once they arrived to the ER Kenny was rolled inside and taken into one of the patient rooms. Butters going in with him. The medics on the ambulance having deemed his injuries as minor.

Tweek didn't know where Craig was. He was probably already in a room somewhere. Hoping to get some answers by walking up to the service desk. "I'm looking for patient Craig Tucker. He was brought here maybe a couple minutes ago." Tweek said trying to keep his voice even.

The woman didn't look up from the her computer, "I'm sorry sir. He's been taken to the ICU and can't see anyone yet. Once the doctors get him stable family will be able to make visits."

Tweek sat alone in the corner of the waiting room. Kenny and Butters still in the examination room. After about half an hour Thomas Tucker and Stephen Stotch rush into the hospital.

"Tweek! What's going on?" Thomas says as they come up to the boy.

Tweek doesn't look up at them when he answers, "Kenny has a messed up leg, Butters is getting checked out too, and I'm fine…Craig he…they took him to ICU…I don't know what's wrong with him!" He began to sob, "He stopped breathing before they took him away…"

"He what?" Thomas asked shocked but Tweek shook his head repeatedly, not being able to speak anymore.

Mr. Stotch puts a hand on Thomas's shoulder, "I'm sorry Thomas. I'm sure the doctors can help him though. Don't worry."

The three sat in the waiting room for another hour before Kenny and Butters walked out. Kenny on a set of crutches and orange cast going up the length of his leg.

"Son! What happened are you ok? You were in there a long time."

"Gee I'm sorry dad. I'm ok. They say I may have some minor whiplash but I'm just gonna be sore. I was done a while ago but I didn't want to leave Kenny when they had to put his cast on him. It looked pretty nasty." Butters said.

"I'm just glad you're ok. Craig's been put in the ICU."

"Wait what?" Kenny asked in disbelief.

"I'm sorry boys but Tweek said he stopped breathing on the way here and they won't let anyone go see him yet. They have to wait until he's stable. We don't really know what's going on. Nobody has been sent to inform Thomas of anything yet."

The group sits in the waiting room another 2 hours before Stephen has decided to take Kenny and his son home. "It's late boys. You won't be able to see Craig for a while still. I think we should head home and get you boys some rest. If anything happens I'm sure Tweek will update you."

Stephen leads the reluctant boys out of the hospital.

Another hour goes by when a nurse and a police officer come to talk to Thomas. The nurse goes first to report on his son's condition.

"Mr. Tucker, your son is still in critical care. We were able to set his ribs back in place and get him on a breathing tube. One of his ribs punctured his lung and unfortunately on the way here his lungs decided to collapse. Your son is not out of the woods yet though. His breathing has been very erratic. You may go back to see him."

Thomas follows the nurse to the back but doesn't stay long. Looking paler than when he went in.

"Sir, I know this is a bad time but I have been sent by the police department to inform you of the situation. A truck ran a red light going 50 miles an hour. He struck the vehicle your son was driving on his side and pinned him and one other boy inside the vehicle. We were able to pull the license plate information and track down information for the owner of the truck. He fled the seen on foot. We will keep you informed."

Thomas doesn't seem to even notice the officer as he sits down. Tweek is noticeably on edge by his behavior.

"Tweek…they had to use the paddles on him during my visit. He…doesn't look good son. The next time someone is allowed to visit him, I want you to go. You should say goodbye just in case."