Chapter 8:

Ezra groaned as his eyes slowly fluttered open. He felt like his head had been smashed by a hammer. Reaching his hand up, he gingerly touched his head, and felt a bandage on it. Confused, he looked around to see he was in a hospital room and it all started coming back to him. Going to meet his mother and Wes, The pickup truck swerving-

"Ezra!" cried a voice that Ezra would recognize even in his sleep. Looking in the direction the voice came, he saw Aria rushing into the room. She came to his side and sat down on the edge of the bed, cupping his cheek in her hand. There were tears in her eyes, and a bandage on her right temple.

"You're okay!" she said, as if trying to reassure herself just as much as him.

"I'm fine." Ezra said, sitting up slowly. He felt some soreness in his ribcage, but he tried not to wince as he felt Aria's gaze on him. Once he'd accomplished sitting up, he reached his arm out and Aria sat closer to him, resting her head against his chest.

"Are you okay?" he asked her, looking closely at the bandage.

"Yeah, it's just a little sore, nothing to worry about." she assured him.

"What about Daisy?" Ezra asked and he saw tears fill Aria's eyes. "Aria, what's wrong? Is Daisy okay?" He asked, immediately panicking.

"The doctors won't say anything. All I know is that she's still unconscious, but they won't let me see her." Aria said, sobbing.

"Hey, it's going to be okay. Daisy's going to be okay, I'll talk to the doctors right now." Ezra soothed.

"Talk to the doctors about what" said a young man, looking to be in his early thirties, entering the room, wearing a white lab coat. He looked at Ezra expectantly, waiting for an answer.

"I wanted to know about our daughter, Daisy Fitz? How is she?" Ezra asked.

The smile left the young man's face. "She's...in bad condition. She's still unconscious, and...we fear that she may need a transplant."

"What kind of transplant?" Ezra asked.

"A liver transplant." the doctor replied. Aria and Ezra looked at each other, a sickening feeling growing in both of their stomachs. "This is a good thing, under the circumstances," he said when he saw the looks on their faces. "You see, if it were any other organ she would have to have an exact match but because it is her liver we can actually take part of an adults liver, living or dead, and cut a small part off. If the donor is a living person then the liver will actually grow back its missing piece and your daughter gets her liver."

The doctor stopped and sighed while putting his clipboard on the bedside table. "However, livers are in high demand so unless you have someone in your family with the same blood type as Daisy then she might be on the waiting list for a while."

"How long is a while?" Aria questioned, taking Ezra's hand in her own.

"Could be months. could be days."

After a little more conversation the doctor left the room so Aria and Ezra could be alone. "You're not a match," Aria said, "and I can't donate because I'm pregnant." she sighed and sank down on the bed. Ezra wrapped his arms around her and whispered in her ear.

"Then I guess we'll just have to pray something comes along."

Uh-oh, poor Daisy! Don't forget to let us know what you think by reviewing :)

-xox Sobia and Abigail