Chapter Three: A Bit of Loss

Bobby ran towards the cars, leaving Jack behind on the front porch dialling 911 oh his cell. Moments after he placed the call, Jack ran over to help Bobby. The car had been t-boned, the drivers side caved in from the orange car, and the passengers side becoming a part of the telephone pole. The only door that you could get open was the back passenger's side. Bobby practically ripped it open with all his might and slid into the car with haste. Alex seemed to be knocked unconscious. She still had a strong pulse which let Bobby breath a sigh of relief.

He reached over and checked Derrick. No pulse. He kept on searching; he must've checked the wrong place. He checked all over his friends' neck but there was still no pulse.

"Fucking hell." Was all Bobby could think. "Fuck, no – you gotta be alive – for Alex!" He said the last part aloud and Jack heard. Suddenly scared. 'Who was dead?'

Bobby had given up on Derrick for the moment, he turned to Mike hoping- praying he'd find a pulse. Once again, he found nothing.

"What the fuck!" Bobby yelled out.

"Bobby," Jack called "get Alex out of there." He could hear the sirens now coming closer and Jack somehow knew that if Alex woke up in a crashed care having paramedics poking at her, she'd freak out completely.

"Alright." Bobby said "Help me out here."

Jack took off his sweater and placed it on the grass as Bobby took the limp girl in his arms. Jack took her from Bobby with a reassuring look and Bobby went to go check on the other driver. Moments passed where Lexie was propped up against Jacks chest, while Jack just stroked her hair, trying his hardest to be soothing. Bobby could be heard from the other car talking to the guy. Clearly he was alive.

Alex stirred a little in Jacks arms bringing his attention back to her. She looked at Jack with her big brown eyes and a small grin on her face and quietly said "You have beautiful green eyes." Jack smiled and held her a little closer, as she closed her eyes and once again become unconscious.

The hospital was no picnic. Bobby and Jack had gone to the hospital with Alex and had to lie and say they were family. Alex had slept for two hours after they admitted her and she was immediately curious where her cousins were when she woke up. She was getting slightly frustrated when she asked Jack "why isn't Derrick here? He's alright isn't he?" Jack honestly had no idea how to answer – or even if he should – and since Bobby was getting coffee he couldn't just pass the question off to anyone else.

"Fine then! Don't tell me anything!" Alex screamed at Jacks silence. "Keep me out of the loop! I'll find them anyways! I don't even know why it's this huge secret."

Just at that point Bobby walked in with the Doctor. Alex turned her head to them and suddenly you could see the exhaustion in her eyes. Bobby felt for her. She had just moved back to Detroit after two and half years of a shitty lifestyle, according to Michael, and now her cousins had left her. After only maybe ten hours of being together. Bobby couldn't stand if any longer. This girl needed to know.

"Lexie," Now that he started he didn't know how he was going to go on.

"Lexie, the car, well it t-boned you guys. It pinned the car into a telephone pole." He took a deep breath; he could feel Alex's stare bore into him.

"Well," he went on "Mike and Der. They – they, uh."

"They didn't make it." Jack cut off. Bobby looked at Jack, stunned and proud at what he had done.

Alex's mouth gapped at them. They had to be mental. This had to have been a joke. But as she looked from Jack to Bobby, to the Doctor, she realized they weren't kidding. And as this realization sunk in, tears started to well up in Alex's eyes. This couldn't be. Her two favourite people were dead. Now what was going to happen? She couldn't go back to her parents'. She just couldn't. That life was too horrible. As her mind reeled with thoughts, she didn't even realize that Jack was holding her hand and stroking her hair back while silent tears escaped both of their eyes.