On the the piece of paper, Drake wrote,
Launchpad, Something is wrong with Gosalyn and I had to get her to the hospital. If you get the chance meet me there later.
Then he hurried out to the ambulance where the paramedics had strapped Gosalyn onto a stretcher. She was breathing through an oxygen mask and her eyes were closed. She was still sweating and the paramedic explained to Drake that her temperature had gone up. Drake knealed down next to his daughter as the ambulance pulled away froom their house. "Listen to Daddy, honey. Be strong and spirited like you always are. We'll get through this. We have before" he said softly and stroked her hair. The only answer from Gosalyn was a moan. Her eyes opened a little bit. She couldn't really see because her vision was blurry. Her father saw her. "Hang in there, sweetheart. You're gonna be OK" he said softly. Gosalyn's eyes closed.
Once at the hospital, Drake was told to wait in the waiting room while his little girl was rushed to the ICU. There she was connected to a number of wires and tubes. Some were for oxygen and some were for medicine. Her fever went up one more degree than it was before. The doctors figured that if they don't find out what was wrong with Gosalyn soon, she would die from an unknown illness. A tube was put down her throat to help her breathe. Through the whole thing, Gosalyn's eyes stayed closed and she didn't move an inch. "Don't you worry Gosalyn. We're gonna take good care of you" said Dr. Jamison. After a few more minutes, they left Gosalyn alone to rest.