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Emma rubbed her sleepy eyes and stared at her mother, standing at the foot of her bed. "What is it?" she asked, her voice raspy from lack of sleep.

"Honey, it's Jay. He's just taken Jase to the hospital," Spike told Emma, concern evident all over her face.

Emma was out of bed, flying like a madwoman about the small space. She pulled on clothes in record time, stopping to use the washroom, splash some water on her face, and tie her hair back in a sloppy ponytail. She grabbed her coat, purse, and keys and flew up the stairs.

Snake was standing by the door, fully clothed, although a little dishevelled. "I'll drive," he said, offering a slight smile.

"I'll call my mom and see if she can come watch Jack. Em? I'll be there as soon as I can, okay?"

Emma didn't even bother to respond to her mother. She was too busy rushing to the car, opening the door and waiting for Snake to drive her to the hospital. She hated this waiting, not knowing what was happening with her baby. She stared out the window, suddenly realizing that it was raining. She touched the top of her head and felt the dampness resting there.

Chewing on the corner of her thumb nail, Emma said, "I should never have let him go with Jay. I knew this whole thing was a mistake."

Snake knew better, but kept it to himself. Jay had been nothing but the picture of a perfect father since Jase came into his life. And what meant more was that Jase adored Jay. Snake concentrated, instead, on the road ahead, on getting Emma to her son, and on praying to God that Jase would be okay.

Snake pulled up to the front entrance, opening his mouth to tell Emma he'd park the car and find her later, but Emma had already left the car, leaving the door open as she ran through the glass doors of the main entrance.

Rushing up to the nurses' station, Emma asked the receptionist, "My son. His name is Jase Nelson. He's been admitted."

"Emma?"

Emma turned around to see Jay, his face looking older than usual, coming toward her. She narrowed her eyes. "I swear to God, if you've done anything to hurt my son...I'll kill you myself."

Jay nodded his head, understanding Emma's fear. He'd been almost frantic when Jase had come into his room, complaining of a sore stomach and "hot head". Jay wouldn't have believed it himself, but he'd actually known just what to do. He'd taken Jase's temperature, with the ear thermometer Spike had given him, and when it registered 104, he'd called the hospital. Given his condition, they wanted him in right away. Jay wouldn't have been so worried, except Jase had become lethargic, moaning uncontrollably on the drive over. Now, he was desperate.

"What do you know?" Emma finally asked, regaining some composure.

"He had a fever. He got all limp and he was moaning. They brought him into the emergency room and I haven't found anything out since. I swear, Emma, I took good care of him," Jay vowed.

Emma turned away from him, pacing the small waiting area, not bothering to stop when Snake came in. Things were supposed to be getting better for Jase. The bone marrow transplant had worked and he was flying through every doctor's appointment in the last few weeks. Why was thing happening now?

Jay tried to sit, but found he was too restless for the inactivity. Instead, he walked the halls of the hospital, going over the events of the past few hours he'd spent with his son. No red flags appeared. Jay continued to walk.

That's when he found himself standing in the entrance of the small hospital chapel. He looked around and realized that he was alone. There was no one else there, so Jay decided to enter.

To say that he was not a religious person would be a huge understatement. Jay had attended his mother's funeral and that was the first and only time he entered a church. His wedding took place at some cheesy place in Vegas. None of his other friends had taken the leap. But regardless of all that, Jay walked through the entrance, approaching the alter. He walked into one of the pews, kneeling and crossing his hands.

He lowered his head and whispered, "God? I guess you probably have no idea who I am. I'm Jay. I don't exactly follow your teachings, or whatever. I probably live against everything you stand for. But all that doesn't matter. Where I go in the end, that doesn't matter either. All I care about is my son. He's just a little kid. He has a whole life to lead, so please don't take that away from him. And to sweeten the deal, I'll promise to leave him alone. If you make him better, I'll let him go back with his mother. I'll back down from this whole custody issue and I'll have nothing more to do with him. I won't ruin his life or make him like me. I'll let him be raised by his mother, because she's a good and decent person. She'll raise him right and make him a good human being. Just make him better. Please."

When Jay finished, he lowered his head to his hands and cried.

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