"Marcie, Honey. Can you hear me?" Ron yelled. He blotted her face with the ice cold cloth, sighing when there was still no movement from his sister. "Has anyone called the hospital?"
"Jen did." Riley said.
"She's really dehydrated, Man." Ron said, trying desperately to get Marcie to respond to the fluids. "The paramedics need to get here soon."
Jen watched, trembling with fear. "God, what is taking Michael so long to call back?" Unable to take it anymore, she began to sob.
Riley looked helplessly at Ron, who nodded in understanding. Riley took Jen in his arms, rocking her gently while she cried.
"What if she..."
"Shhh... Don't even think it." Riley said, stroking her hair. "Marcie will be fine. Ron is gonna call Michael on his cell phone. Jen, I promise, everything will be okay. Ron won't let anything happen to Marcie, and neither will I."
Ron walked over to them, causing Jen to pull away from Riley. "Did she-."
Ron nodded sadly. "I'm not gonna lie to you. She's in bad shape. I think we should take her to the hospital ourselves."
Riley sighed. "All right, let's get going."
"What about Roxy?" Jen asked.
"Forget about them. Right now, all I care about is taking care of Marcie. We'll suffer the consequences of bailing on our assignment later."