AN: Alright guys, there isn't much here again. Sorry! I'm in between semesters so I'm trying to come up with some stuff but I seem to be having this intense writer's block. Feel free to throw out some ideas! Anyway, I'm going to be across the country in California (I'm from Massachusetts) for the next week so send me some reviews, thoughts, and whatever else you feel like saying, and I'll try to update by the weekend after next.

Again, thanks for reading. Hope I'm not boring you too much!

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Chapter Eight

"Woohooo! Go, JJ!" Emily cheered from the bleachers as JJ scored the team's third goal of the first half. Spencer eagerly clapped alongside his friend.

"When's Derek getting here?" He asked, once the crowd had died down.

"JJ said he'd be here by halftime at the latest." Emily shrugged. "He had practice this morning. She's making a break for the goal again!" She jumped to her feet as JJ dribbled the ball down the field towards the goal for the second time in only five minutes.

"Um, Em?" Spencer tapped her elbow. "I don't know much as much about this sport, but does she not see the girl coming up on her left side?"

Emily shook her head. "I hope so. C'mon JJ!"

Unfortunately Spencer was right and JJ had no idea there was an opponent of hers coming up on her left side. Just as she brought her leg back to send the ball towards the goal, the girl threw her leg out. Instead of hitting the ball, though, she caught the underside of JJ's cleat and sent her tumbling towards the ground. Unable to steady herself, the other girl followed JJ to the ground, landing partially on top of her.

Emily shook her head and fell back onto the bleachers. "They're going to pull her now. At least 'til after the half."

Spencer suddenly jumped to his feet, startling Emily. "Em, she's not getting up."

"What?" Emily quickly joined Spencer, watching intently as the girl from the opposing team climbed to her feet but JJ didn't.

"Is that blood?" Spencer squinted his eyes, trying to make out what was happening.

"Oh shit. C'mon, Spence. They're bringing the medic out to the field. I gotta get down there." She grabbed his hand and dragged him down the stairs towards the field. "Cam!" She called to one of JJ's teammates as they ran towards the field. "Cam! Is she alright?"

"I don't know. She's out cold. I think she got it in the head." The young blonde girl replied nervously. "They're bringing her off the field."

"Spence, call Derek, now." Emily told him, watching the medics lift JJ onto the stretcher. "Where are they going to take her?"

"She's not waking up so they'll take her to Pittsburgh Medical. It's the closest hospital." Cameron replied.

"Alright, thanks." Emily nodded and ran off after the medics; Spencer following close behind. "Did you get a hold of Derek?"

"Yeah, he was on his way over here. I told him to meet us in the resident lot near my car." He replied. "He'll be there in five minutes."

Emily nodded again and they continued their sprint towards the parking lot.

"Em, what happened?" Derek cried from his spot next to Spencer's blue Ford Focus.

"She was just about to shoot and another girl took her down, and then went down with her. Cam thinks she got one to the head. I didn't get a close enough look. Coach Robbins was already on the field. They're taking her to Pitts Medical." She explained.

"Alright. Let's go, kid." Derek snatched the keys from Spencer's hand and they all jumped into the car.

"I'm really hoping it's only a concussion, but she didn't get up, Derek. She stayed down, like, out cold. And there was blood." Emily stated nervously.

"It's alright, Em. Let's just focus on getting there." Derek replied, taking a deep breath before pulling out onto the highway. "She's going to be fine."

Not even ten minutes later, Derek slammed the car into park and they ran into the emergency room.

"Coach Robbins!" Emily called as they headed towards the middle-aged brunette clad in jeans and a polo shirt, pacing the waiting room. "Is she okay? What happened?"

Robbins shook her head. "They haven't said anything yet. They took her back for a CT."

"A CT?" Derek questioned.

"When Taylor tried for the ball, she caught the bottom of Jareau's cleat, taking her to the ground. Unfortunately, when Taylor went down with her, she kicked Jareau… in, in the side of the f-face." Robbins explained. "Also, I think she blew her wrist when she tried to catch herself, but they didn't mention anything about that yet."

"But, she's going to be okay, right? I mean, it's probably just a concussion, right?" Emily asked, blinking rapidly to keep the unshed tears at bay.

"I hope so, Prentiss." Robbins sighed. "I hope so.