A/N: Thanks so much for all the replies I have received so far. It is great knowing that this isn't a bad fic. I hope you all continue to like it, and keep replying.

CHAPTER FOUR

SHE'S GONE

"What did you just say?" Paloma questioned as tears rolled down her cheeks.

"She's gone!" Eve repeated the words that saddened her every time she had to speak them, but this was different, and she knew that.

"No, no she's not!" Gwen spoke up.

"I am so, so sorry for what has happened, but there's nothing left to do! She's already gone!" Eve replied, trying desperately to make them understand, and believe what she was saying.....even if she wouldn't herself.

Eve knew that if she was told that one of her daughter's was dead, she would never in a million years believe it.

"Eve, please, I'm begging you, do something to bring her back, anything!" Fox pleaded to the experienced doctor.

"Like I said, there's nothing more I can do! There is no way to bring her back again! Please except my condolences to all of you!" She replied unable to utter another word, as she was blinded by her tears.

Sorrow appeared to be inflicted on each individual life in a different way. Each person desperately wished the young twenty-two year old woman would somehow magically open her eyes, and life would be as it has been for the past years.

"Hey, you okay?" Whitney asked placing her hand on Fox's shoulder.

"Whit.....she can't be gone, she can't! What am I supposed to do without her, huh?" The sobs racked his body as he cried for the woman he had befriended ever since he had known her.

"I'm sorry you feel that way, but things will get better, just you wait and see!"

"How can you say that Whitney? She was your best friend, and you don't even look like you shed one single tear."

Where had this come from? Why had he lashed out at her? She didn't really know what to think at this point, but she knew that she was going to receive the love and respect she so deeply deserved.

"How can you stand there and say that? She was my best friend, and the nerve of you to act like you care for her more then me! Not happening buddy!" She raged, knowing she had hurt him with her words.

"I'm sorry Whitney, I never meant to act like such a big jerk! Will you forgive me?"

"Of course!" She smiled, and so did he.

Luis and Miguel looked at their mother who had been wheeled out in a wheel chair.

"Mama, what are you doing out of bed? You just had a relapse, you should be resting!"

"I can't rest knowing that my baby girl is in the hospital, and.....Paloma?" She questioned.

"Yeah, it's me! I wanted to see how my big sister was doing, but I see that was probably a huge mistake!"

"No, Theresita will be just fine!" Pilar reassured her youngest daughter.

"No Mama, it's too late for Theresa!" Paloma replied.

"What.....what are you talking about?"

"Mama, Eve just declared Theresa dead!"

"NO, My Theresita is NOT dead!" Pilar would not believe in such a thing.

"Mama, she's right!" Luis stepped in, seeing that Paloma was about to break down. "Why don't you go over with Miguel for now?" He replied, watching her walk away.

"She looks great, doesn't she?" Luis tried to change the subject, but his mother wasn't having it.

"She wasn't serious, was she?" She was afraid of the answer, but she had to know if her daughter would live.

"Yeah, she was!" He answered.

"NO, NO, Not my Theresita too! First I lost my oldest son, and now I lose my oldest daughter! This cannot be happening!" She cried in agony.

A/N: So, what did you all think? Please let me know!