Okay here's Chapter 5! I know it's not completely accurate. Hell, it's probably not accurate at all, because of my limited knowledge of science-y stuff, so sorry if it's unrealistic. But I hope you like it!
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Will's heart sped and he could hear the pounding in his ears. Emma was lying in bed, still unchanged, as pale and silent as ever. But every single machine in the room seemed to be beeping and shrilling wildly.
"Emma," he cried again, running back to her side and brushing her hair off of her face, cupping her cheek with his palm. Nothing happened.
All of a sudden, Dr. Carter came rushing in, followed by three or four nurses and doctors. Or maybe five. Will was too distressed to count. They banged the door behind them, quickly surrounding the bed, gently pushing Will out of the way throughout low chatter and serious discussion.
"What could it be?"
"Not sure."
"It has to be a physical wiring issue, right?"
"...breathing isn't functioning properly."
"...cardiac arrest..."
Will put his hands on his head, letting out a moan of frustration and worry. He couldn't make out everything the doctors were saying, but he could tell something was terribly wrong.
The hurried doctors were taking out their professional tools and equipment, testing different things on Emma, opening her eyes and shining a light in them, checking her pulse, and various other administrations. Will watched them, fearful tears forming in his eyes.
The doctors all looked at each other and nodded. There was no doubt about it. Emma Pillsbury was going into cardiac arrest.
Quickly, the professionals went into action.
"We have a Code Blue, I repeat, Code Blue!"
"Code Blue!"
"Bring in a crash cart."
"We need to shock her, and soon."
"Let's go, let's go, let's move it! There's not much time!"
Another nurse came rushing in with a crash cart and placed it on the left side of Emma's unmoving body, then left the room as quickly as she had come. Dr. Carter rapidly set up the apparatus on Emma's body as the other doctors prepared for a shock. He looked at the screen on the cart.
"And… Clear!"
Emma's little body convulsed and shuddered as the strong shock traveled throughout her small frame. After the shock left her body, it went limp again and her face showed no signs of reaction.
"Again!" Dr. Carter shouted. "And… clear!"
Another shock infused through Emma's body, again to no avail.
And Will couldn't take it anymore. He had to be close to his Emma. He squeezed in beside the doctors and grabbed Emma's lifeless hand. He squeezed it in both of his own and knelt down at her bedside.
"Emma," he whispered, amidst the shouting and ordering of the doctors above his head. "Emma. Don't leave me." A tear ran down his cheek.
"Emma, don't leave me, love. You can't leave me."
"Come on, sweetheart, work through it. You can do it."
"Don't give up, Em, keep trying. Keep working. Don't leave me."
"Emma, you can't leave me. Em, I love you so much."
"I love you, Emma. I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry. Please don't leave me. Please."
"Clear!" Another shock. Again, no response. More tears.
Will closed his eyes and looked up to the heavens.
"Please," he whispered.
Voices floated through his mind. Both his own, and Emma's soft, musical voice.
"Some things are worth fighting for!"
"This thing isn't over between us."
"I can't see you without feeling heartbroken."
"I think this is just the beginning of you repeating the same patterns."
"We've been in this position a hundred times, only this time, I can just lean over and kiss you if I want to."
"Just come, Will. For me."
"Emma, you are the one. You always have been. Truth is, I feel like I've had to stop myself from doing this from the second I first saw you."
Everything moved in slow motion. The doctors' shouts became louder and more panicked, and their faces showed traces of worry and desperation.
"The first time I held this hand, I felt like I'd held it a million times before. Like somehow… it's always been here."
The machines continued to beep faster and faster. The squiggly lines slowed.
"Life is messy. It just is. And I know that's hard for you, but that's why you have me. To balance things out. But you have to realize, you do that for me too. Every day."
"One more! We're losing her!" One last shock. Another convulsion. Another empty response.
"Loving you and being loved by you makes everything better. I love you with everything I am, and everything I ever hope to be."
The beeping slowed into one long beep. The screen on the crash cart had one long red line traveling across it. The doctors looked up at the machine, dejection written all over their faces. Dr. Carter relaxed his grip on the equipment he was holding to Emma's chest.
Three words. Three words to change Will's life forever. To ruin everything.
"We lost her."
The world spun and everything went blurry. He shook his head. This wasn't happening. Looking out the window into the bright sunlight of the outside world, he squinted his eyes in confusion. Emma was outside, glowing in the beautiful beams of light, her hair blowing gently in the calm wind. She was smiling. He had never seen her look so beautiful.
Will's eyes widened in amazement and he slowly walked to the window, putting his hands on the cold glass. She began to sing.
My moon, my man
So changeable and
Such a lovable lamb to me.
He shook his head in confusion, not understanding. She continued to sing, never losing that dazzling, confident smile.
Take it slow
Take it easy on me
And shed some light
Shed some light on me please
Take it slow, take it easy on me
And shed some light
Shed some light on me please.
She approached the window, getting closer and closer to Will. Her arms outstretched, she touched her fingertips to the glass. Just as her fingers made contact with the window, she faded away into the bright sunlight.
"You took it slow Will. You waited for me" her voice floated away and echoed boundlessly inside Will's head. He let out a wondrous breath, fogging up the window.
Beep.
Will immediately turned around. Was it his imagination?
Beep.
There it was again.
Beep.
And again.
Dr. Carter, who had been despondently putting away the equipment, looked up quickly. The other doctors followed him back to Emma's bed. He looked at the machine, then put his hand on Emma's thin wrist. He looked at the other doctors.
"We have a pulse… we have a pulse!" He began shouting orders, not able to keep the smile off his face.
"Emma," Will cried, grabbing her hand and kissing it. "It will be alright. Everything will be okay. You're back with me. And you're not leaving. I won't let you leave me."
Tears of immense joy flooded down Will's face and he thanked the heavens as he squeezed Emma's hand lovingly.
And she squeezed back.
A couple hours later, Emma was fully awake, sitting up in bed, blinking her eyes from the bright lights inside the hospital room.
Will grinned wider than the Mississippi River. "Hi beautiful."
Emma continued blinking slowly. The room was so bright, so bright. She looked curiously at the smiling man sitting next to her. He looked so familiar. She knew that man. Was that...
"Will," she breathed, putting a hand on his cheek and bringing his face in for a tender kiss. She looked at her surroundings and her current situation. "What... what happened? Where am I?"
Will chuckled, relishing the feel of her warm, soft lips on his. He had definitely missed it. That was for sure. It took all the self-control in the world to not tackle her and hug her to his chest, never letting go. "Em, I've missed you so much." Explanations could wait.
She furrowed her brow. "How long have I been asleep?"
Will exhaled. "A while," he admitted.
She was confused, very confused. "What happened?" she repeated. She racked her brains, but she couldn't remember anything. She couldn't even think of the last thing she remembered.
Will sighed. "Well... we got into a car accident. I um... I ran a red light..." Emma's eyes widened. She could hear the screeching brakes and the horrible crunching of the cars clearly in her mind. She remembered the forceful impact and her total fear.
"You were singing and I was so distracted by your... by your everything." Will looked down in shame.
"My Moon, my Man," she whispered, her eyes wide. She looked into her fiancé's honest, loving blue eyes.
"So changeable and so lovable to me..." she breathed."...you waited."
"Oh Emma," he said, his voice breaking off as tears fell from his eyes. She held out her thin arms and Will gladly fell into them, embracing her tightly and stroking the back of her head. He squeezed his eyes shut, so unbearably happy to have his one true love in his
arms again.
Emma invitingly patted the blanket, wiping tears from her eyes. Smiling happily, Will climbed into the bed next to Emma and put his arms around her.
"I love you so much," he murmured into her ear.
"I love you too," she sighed blissfully. The two held each other peacefully, until Dr. Carter entered the room after gently knocking. He smiled slightly at the sight of the couple cuddling in bed together. When the doctor came in, Will and Emma sat up in the bed, slightly embarrassed, but not removing any of the space between them.
"Hi," Emma said shyly.
"Hi guys, how are we doing? Emma, I'm Dr. Carter."
"Dr. Carter's been taking care of you this whole time," Will explained. "He also saved your life."
"Wow. Thank you... so much."
The doctor smiled. "It's my job!" He continued to talk to the happy couple, discussing how Emma was feeling and explaining different things. Emma had to stay at the hospital for a couple more days, depending on how well she felt. She was going to have to undergo a few more tests as well.
"But uh, everything else is fine?" Dr. Carter asked. "Any new bruises or sore spots we should know about?"
"Well... My head hurts..." Dr. Carter nodded. "But no new injuries to report."
"And your memory... is fine?"
Emma shrugged and looked at Will. "Seems like it. I mean, I guess we'll find out as we go along."
The doctor nodded again. "Good, good, that's fantastic. That's great, Emma. And it's great to have you back with us." He smiled and wrote a few notes on his clipboard.
"And your head is probably going to hurt for a little while; it shouldn't be more than a couple weeks, though. You can just take over the counter painkillers for that. Unless you're taking any other medication that might counteract that."
Emma looked over at Will again. Oh yes. The OCD medication. Will nodded.
"She takes medication for her OCD, diagnosed by a therapist," Will explained. "I don't know if that would..."
"Oh, that should be fine," the doctor nodded and smiled.
When Dr. Carter had left, Will and Emma sank back down into the pillows and shared another tender kiss.
"Wait, what am I doing!" Emma suddenly exclaimed. "You're all dirty. You look like you haven't had a shower in forever!" Will looked at his fiancée with an amused look.
"Oh my god... I haven't had a shower either!" The realization of it hit her and her mouth gaped open, then after a moment she slid back into the pillows, giggling softly and giving Will another kiss on the lips.
"It all just seems so insignificant, you know? After everything that happened." Emma fingered one of Will's bouncy curls, something she had always found comfort in.
Emma's brazen attitude shocked Will, and he was a little speechless. She hadn't had her medication the whole time she was comatose, and she was in a dirty hospital bed. But it was amazing, and Will hoped it stayed.
That night, Will stayed overnight at the hospital. They brought in a cot for Will to sleep in, but he never touched it. Will and Emma were completely happy being squished together in the cozy hospital bed. Their hands remained interlocked the entire night.
What do you think? Are you glad Emma woke up? :) Oh and it's not over yet! There will be one more chapter I think. So prepare for some lovely Wemma fluff. And I just want to thank everyone for the amazing reviews and compliments. I've gotten many private messages and reviews! They mean so much to me, more than you know, so thank you! Even criticism is really appreciated!