Simon's condition was not getting any better, though his temperature had went down a couple of degrees. This gave the nurses a chance to get some blood samples. Simon didn't feel a thing. He was still in a deep coma. His breathing was still slow and irregular. His heart had stopped a couple times and he had to be resuscitated. The first time they were lucky. The second time, Simon was very close to losing his life.

Today would mark the third day of Simon's coma. Sweat drenched his pillow, which had to be changed almost every two hours. Then for some reason, his temperature shot up two degrees after the blood samples were taken. Now it was back where it was before. The nurses left Simon alone for a while so he could rest.


The last bell of the day rang. It was time to go home. Alvin and Theodore were following the rest of their classmates out of the classroom when Mrs. Bruno stopped them.

"Can I talk to you two for a minute?" Mrs. Bruno asked. Her voice was gentle, as always.

Alvin and Theodore exchanged looks. Then took a seat back at their desks.

"Have you guys seen Simon? He's been gone for three days now" said Mrs. Bruno.

The boys were quiet for a moment.

"Is there something you boys need to tell me?" Mrs. Bruno asked.

"Well..." Alvin started.

Mrs. Bruno patiently waited.

"You see Mrs. Bruno, Simon's in the hospital" said Alvin.

"Well is he all right?" Mrs. Bruno asked.

"Remember the day he got sick?" Theodore said.

Mrs. Bruno thought for a minute. Then she remembered. "Has his condition gotten worse?" she asked.

"If you mean worse as in he may die within the next few days then yes" said Alvin.

Die? Mrs. Bruno didn't want to lose one of her straight A students.

"Well, that explains why you two weren't focused today" said Mrs. Bruno.

Alvin and Theodore exchanged looks.

"Tell you what; I'll buy a 'Get Well Soon' card and tomorrow I'll have the whole class sign it" said Mrs. Bruno.

"Do you think it'll help?" asked Theodore.

"It's worth a shot" Mrs. Bruno said.

Alvin and Theodore looked at each other again. She was right. It was worth a try.


After finishing their homework, Alvin and Theodore sat in the den next to the phone. Why hasn't it rang? What was taking so long?

Dave came into the den. "What are you guys doing?" he asked.

"Waiting for the phone to ring. They should have called by now" said Alvin.

Dave looked concerned. He took a seat next to them. "Look fellas, I'm just as worried about Simon as you are, but I'm afraid there's nothing we can do" he said.

"Simon's been asleep too long. When is he going to wake up?" asked Theodore.

Dave didn't know how to answer.


Dave had finally gotten his two sons down for a nap and was talking on the phone with Miss Miller.

"So how are they now?" Miss Miller asked.

"I finally got them to sleep. How about the girls?" said Dave.

"They're making 'Get Well' cards. By the way, have you heard anything yet?" said Miss Miller.

"Nothing. Alvin and Theodore were sitting next to the phone waiting for it to ring" Dave said.

"I know how they feel, but there's nothing we can do but wait" Miss Miller said.

Dave sighed. If only waiting was easy.


As the evening hours came around, Simon's temperature amazingly dropped to 101 degrees. His breathing was finally returning to normal and he was trying to open his eyes. So far he hasn't succeeded, but at least his coma wasn't as deep as it was two days ago. He had began to regain feeling and he could finally hear. The doctors had been able to get a few more blood tests done too. He was also taken off life support.

Hollie came in to check on Simon. "Simon? Are you feeling OK?" she asked, her voice soft.

The only answer from Simon was soft breathing.

Hollie gently placed a hand on Simon's forehead. He was still a little warm, but his sweat had finally started to subside. Hollie then left the room to let Simon rest.


Dave quietly poked his head into the boys' room. There were Alvin and Theodore, sound asleep. Dave smiled. They had been asleep all afternoon. No doubt, they needed it. Dave gently closed the door and went downstairs to prepare dinner.

As Dave was preparing the ingredients for dinner, the phone rang. Dave hurried to answer it.

"Hello?" Dave said.

"Mr. Seville? This is Hollie, Simon's nurse" Hollie was on the other line.

"How's Simon doing?" asked Dave.

"It's the most amazing thing. Simon's temperature dropped to 101. If this keeps up, Simon should be feeling better by tomorrow" said Hollie.

Dave couldn't believe his ears. "Well, did you figure out what was making him so sick?" he asked.

"The tests haven't returned yet, but we'll let you know" Hollie said.

"Thank you so much" Dave said. After hanging up with Hollie, Dave called the Miller's and told them the news. They all agreed that they would go see Simon after the kids got out of school tomorrow.


Alvin and Theodore could hardly wait for school to be over. They wanted to see Simon. The girls felt the same, including Brittany. Finally the last bell of the day rang. The kids ran out, finding Dave waiting for them in the front of the school.

"What did you guys do today?" Dave asked when they got in the car.

"We signed a 'Get Well Soon' card for Simon" said Jeanette.

"Mrs. Bruno suggested it" Alvin said.

"I'm sure Simon would love that" Dave said.

"So did they figure out what was wrong?" Eleanor asked as Dave drove off.

"His nurse said that the tests haven't returned yet, but I'm pretty sure they should have by now" said Dave.


Dave pulled into the hospital parking lot.

"Looks like Miss Miller beat us here" said Brittany.

"What makes you say that?" asked Alvin.

Brittany pointed. "There's her car" she said.

"I wouldn't be surprised, as fast as she drives" Dave said as everyone stepped out of the car.


As soon as everyone was inside, Hollie came to meet them.

"How's Simon?" Dave asked.

"He's doing fine. He managed to open his eyes late last night" said Hollie.

"Did you find out what's wrong?" asked Miss Miller.

"Turns out he had a severe case of pneumonia" said Hollie.

"Otherwise he's OK?" Dave asked.

"As long as his temperature isn't higher than 106, he's fine" Hollie said.

"Can we see him?" asked Alvin.

Hollie smiled "Come with me" she said.


Simon was fast asleep, breathing softly. He was so deep in dreamland that he didn't hear the door open.

"Simon, your family and friends are here to see you" Hollie said softly.

The only answer from Simon was soft breathing.

"Can we talk to him?" Dave asked.

"Sure, but we want him to sleep, so don't talk long" Hollie said. Then she left the room.


AN: Hey everyone. I'm sorry for the tiring wait. A lot of things were interfering. Did you like this chapter. Review and tell me what you think, but please nothing negative.