Redemption

Chapter Two

"My name is Sawyer Brooke Scott, I look just like my mommy."

I held Sawyer close to me. I don't think she grasped the concept of mommy not being around. She asked to go see Lucas. I told her we would see him tomorrow, it was getting late and Lucas was still in a coma.

"Grab your monkey." I told her as we left the waiting room.

"I got her." She answered quietly, another tear rolling down her cheek as we walked to my car. I opened the back seat door and she hesitantly got in.

"Aunt Brooke?" She asked/

"Yes sweetie." I answered as I got in the drivers seat.

"Will you drive slow? I don't want god to have you too."

"Of course." I answered, my heart breaking a little more as we drove the rest of the wawy home. I pulled into the driveway and shut off the engine. I looked through the rear view mirror and grinned as Sawyer slept like a baby.

Eventually I got her inside and changed into one of my tee shirts to sleep in. It happened to be a 'Friends with Benefit' concert tee. She laid down in my bed and quickly fell asleep. I knew I wasn't going to sleep. I sat next to her and stroked her hair.

I did eventually sleep because the next morning I was awoken by a soft crying coming from the next room. I got up, dragging the blanket with me. I entered my office with a worried feeling. I saw Sawyer standing in the middle of the room, staring up at a picture on the wall. I looked at the picture, the picture was one Peyton had sketched of me and Sawyer when Sawyer was born.

"Momma drew that?" She asked me, her eyes glue to the portrait.

"Yeah she did, when you were born." I answered picking her up.

"She's coming back right?"

"No sweetie, you'll see her in heaven though."

"When do I get to go to Heaven?"

"When God says its time to stay with Him. Daddy is still here though."

"You promised." she stated simply.

"What?"

"You promised she wouldnt leave me. You promised she would be okay."

"Baby, I didn't know she was in that bad of shape, God wanted her. It's okay to be sad."

"I want Mommy!!" she ran into the corner and sat down, crying hysterically. My eyes began to tear and I sat down and began to cry with her.

We made our way to the hospital to see Lucas. He was 'still sleeping' as Sawyer put it. He had a broken arm, three fractured ribs, and a puntured lung. He was breathing on his own, just not conscience. Sawyer sat on the bed and cuddled with him.

"Hi Daddy, I miss you. You should wake up soon, Mommy's with God because he wanted her. And I want you back. But all her hurting and booboos are gone now. I don't want you to leave me too. Aunt Brooke misses Mommy too, she said that Mommy will see me when I go to see God. I want to go see him soon." She smiled and kissed his cheek. "I love you Daddy."

My phone began to ring, I got up from the chair I was in and answered it in the doorway. It was Haley.

"Hey Hales, he's still out, his vitals are good but he's not responding to the medicine."

"I know the doctor called me this morning."

"Okay."

"How are you doing with Sawyer?" She asked.

"I'm trying to stay strong for her, she's four and lost her mother and on the brink of losing her father. That's not right." I answered.

The doctor came in and I hung up with Haley.

"Brooke?" He asked.

"Yeah. Hi Dr. Tarver."

"Hi, we just got off the phone with Lucas' cardiologist. We had no idea about is HCM, when he came in when gave him meds right away."

"Is there something wrong?"

"Yes actually, Lucas' had a heart attack last night."

"What?!"

"His line went dead for just a second but he pulled through."

"Is he gonna be okay?"

"We think so, we stopped the drugs and put him on a different one."

"Will you call me if anything changes?"

"Of course." He smiled and left, I felt a tug on my pants. I looked down and Sawyer stood there.

"Aunt Brooke I have to go potty." She bounced up and down.

"Alright baby, let's go." I smiled as I took her hand, and for a split second I forgot about all the drama that was involved with that little girl.

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