Chapter Two: Out Of Touch

At the Hospital

"We have an OD!" the EMT yelled as he wheeled Spencer's gurney into the ER bay doors, pushing her into the hands of the doctors. Ashley jumped out of the back of the ambulance and ran up to the side of the gurney, taking Spencer's hand in her own.

The doctors began speaking to each other, but Ashley had no idea what they were saying. When they arrived at the OR doors, they stopped Ashley from moving any further, assuring her that Spencer was in capable hands.

She walked off into the waiting room. She stared around at all the anxious waiting families and loved ones waiting for the decision on a friend's fate. She decided she wanted to sit alone for a bit, and walked outside to sit on a bench. Without knowing what she was doing, she promptly broke down, and began to sob uncontrollably.

What happened to her love? Where did she go, and who was this new person that didn't seem to want to live any longer? This wasn't her Spencer. No, her Spencer would be smiling brightly and laughing at nothing in particular. Not this-this monster who slept all of the time not caring about what the consequences would be.

"Ms. Davies?" she heard a voice behind her call.

Ashley swiped the tears from her face, and turned around to face who had called her name.

"Ms. Davies?" Ashley nodded, and followed the nurse back into the hospital.

"We had to pump her stomach to attain all of the pills she ingested. Luckily, you caught her before they all dissolved, so we were able to get most of them out. Some of the medicine is still in her bloodstream, but very little of it is left," the nurse said as they turned a corner, "she will be tired for a while, and when she wakes up she'll be very hungry."

The nurse held open the door to Spencer's room, indicating that Ashley could walk in to see her now.

"Thank you." Ashley said softly. The nurse nodded slightly and shut the door to give the girls some privacy.

"What happened to you?" she asked the sleeping blonde as she tucked some hair behind her ear. A lone tear slid down her cheek as she stared at the girl. She was so frail, so weak. She was skinny, and had bags under her eyes from the lack of sleep she seemed to get.

Ashley knew that she hardly slept, waking in the middle of the night yelling Glen's name and thrashing, only calming down when Ashley rolled over and whispered that everything was going to be just fine.

This wasn't fair for Spencer. It shouldn't be happening to her at all, but it was and there was no easy way to stop it.

Deciding that she could wait until morning to pester her girlfriend with questions about how stupid she was, she pulled the lone chair up to the side of the bed. She kissed Spencer on the forehead, and clutched her hand before sitting in the chair and drifting off to sleep.

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"Ash?" a soft male voice asked from the doorjamb. Ashley stirred, and her eyes slowly slid open to reveal the person who had spoken to her.

"Hey Aiden." She said groggily, while wiping the sleep from her eyes unsuccessfully. He smiled and walked over to the bedside to check Spencer's face.

"She's not doing so well, is she?" he asked unnecessarily, already knowing the answer.

Ashley looked sorrowfully toward Spencer's pale face. She remembered when there used to be a smile there. She remembered when the happiness showed in a glow through her eyes, and spread to every possible fiber of her being as well as Ashley's in the process.

"Where did you go?" she whispered, on the last thread of her hope.

Spencer stirred slightly, but did not wake up from her slumber. Aiden ran a hand through his hair, and then found another chair hidden behind the door to the bathroom. He dragged it out, and placed it on the other side of the hospital bed, taking hold of Spencer's other hand.

"She'll get through this, Ash." He said, determined to make it true. A tear trickled down his cheek as he squeezed Spencer's hand tightly.

"I really hope so, Aiden. I really do." She told him sadly.

He nodded, and folded his arms and rested his chin on them. Ashley layed her head on the back of her chair, and both drifted off into a frightful and hopeful sleep.

Yeah, I'm trying to bring Aiden into the storyline a little more in this particular story. So, click that little button and gimme a review! 3