A/N: six updates in one day, must be a record! So I was debating whether or not to post this tonight or keep you guys hanging but I didn't want to do that =) So I would just like to say something about this chapter before you start reading. I did A LOT of research and even with all the research I did I probably have something medical wrong, so I want you guys to keep in mind that this is FANFIC and that this is Momo The Great's world. I try to keep things as accurate and real as possible but when it comes down to it if I want I can put flying pigs in this story. so yeah...
-6th update of Dec. 28. posted at 10:20 pm EST
Disclaimer: I do not own Degrassi or its characters. All I own is the drama and comedy I type up on my computer.
Everyone has their fears. Brian is afraid that the Celtics might one day overthrow the Lakers. My mom is afraid that Major might grow up to be spoiled, bratty, and just a little crazy. Major is afraid of Big Bird. I mean it's a giant talking bird, he has the right to be afraid of it. Marco is afraid that one day people will stop making fashionable scarves. Ellie is afraid that soon the newspaper industry might end. Craig is afraid no one will buy his next album. Beth is afraid that Chuckie, the scary ass killing puppet, will come kill her one day. I'll admit that Beth's fear is pretty legit. My greatest fear however just came to life.
"Miss Johnson, Miss Johnson," the nurse is calling out my name. "Miss Johnson, are you there."
"I'm here!" I yell. "I'm here! What happened?"
"Miss Nuñez was involved in a car accident and was brought into the E.R."
"What's the name of your hospital?" I ask quickly.
"St. Matthews General Hospital," the nurse answers. "Miss Johnson-"
"Do whatever surgeries are necessary! I don't care if you have to do fifty surgeries just save her! I will be there as soon as possible."
"Ok Miss Johnson. See you soon."
Click!
Oh my God this can't be happening! This can't be happening! I quickly jump out of the bed and quickly turn on the room light. I gotta get some clothes. I pull out one of the luggage bags that we have from under the bed. I run to my dresser and starts pulling clothes out and throwing them into the bag.
"Jordan?" I hear a sleepy Beth behind me. "What are you doing?"
I turn around and look at Beth. I probably look like a crazy woman right now.
"Alex… Alex… she was in a car accident!" I yell frantically.
Beth's eyes widen. "What?"
"A nurse at St. Matthews in New York just called and said Alex was in a car accident. I have to go."
Beth jumps out of the bed. "I'll go with you," she says.
I'm shaking my head. "You can't."
"Of course I can! Alex is my friend too Jordan and she's my sister-in-law now!"
I walk over to Beth and gently grab her by the shoulders. "No," I say sternly. "You have to stay here. You have to drive to my parents' house and tell them. You have to stay here."
"We can call them on our way to the airport," Beth says. "Let me come with you."
Beth's eyes are pleading with me but I have to put my foot down.
"No, you have to stay here. You have to go to my parents' house and tell them in person. You have to make sure they stay there with Major and make sure you tell them not to tell Major. You have to be there for my parents because I can't."
I can tell by the look on Beth's face that I've won this fight. Beth sighs and nods her head.
"Ok, I'll stay here but Jordan, please be careful."
"I always am," I tell her.
I kiss Beth and zip up my bag. I ran down the stairs. I need to find my car keys. Where are my car keys!
"Jordan, is that you?"
I turn around and Paige is standing in front of me. I do not have time for this.
"Jordan, what are you doing?"
"Just go back to sleep Paige," I tell her.
"Why are you acting crazy? What's going on?"
"ALEX IS IN THE HOSPITAL!"
Shit. Paige's eyes widen and she gasps.
"What do you mean she's in the hospital?" Paige asks in a scared tone.
"Alex was in a car accident and she's in the hospital. I'm going to New York."
"Jordan how do you plan on getting there? There are no flights going into New York with the weather they're having right now."
"I'll drive then!"
"Jordan it'll take you eight hours to get there! Even more with all the snow and you know your car can't handle the snow."
"It doesn't matter! I have to get there! She's my sister!"
"Let me come with you," Paige says.
I look at her as if she's crazy. "Paige I'm not letting you come with me."
Paige walks over to me and grabs me by my shoulders, violently.
"Yes you are," she says in a very scary tone. "And I'm going to tell you why. One of my friends has his own private jet here in Toronto. It leaves whenever he tells it to. He has a house in Westchester County with his own hanger and runway where he always keeps salt and sand ready to keep it from freezing. I'll call him. Once I tell him the situation he'll let us use the jet. We'll fly to his place and then he'll drive us to Manhattan in his Snow Tracs."
"You know a guy that has all of that stuff?"
Paige nods her head. "The fashion industry is full of interesting people."
I'm shaking my head. "I don't think you coming is a good idea."
"Do you want to get to Manhattan or not?"
I have to admit that I truly think that's the only way I'm going to get there. I sigh indefeat and my head.
"Ok then it's settled, I'm coming with you," Paige says sternly.
"I'll grab my keys, you call your friend," I tell her.
Paige pulls her phone. "Dialing already hon."
I grab my keys and Paige grabs her coat. We get into my car as she calls her friend. Don't worry Alex, I'm on my way.
Later, in Manhattan:
I can't believe we actually made it. We actually made it into Manhattan. Paige's friend let us use his jet, after hearing Paige's explanation and pleads, got to his house jumped into some Snow Tracs and here we are. I can't believe it. Thank you God!
The Snow Trac pulls up in front of St. Matthews General Hospital. Paige and I get out of the truck and run into the hospital. I have to find someone who knows what's going on. I run to the nearest nurse's station.
"Excuse me!" I yell.
The nurse at the desk is on the phone. She holds up her finger to me.
"And I told him that if he ever did it again I'd cut him," the nurse says into the phone.
"Excuse me! I need some help here!"
The nurse looks at me with an annoyed look on her face. She moves the phone away from her face and covers the mouth piece with her hand.
"Ma'am I am currently on the phone with someone but you can sit down right over there and once I'm done I will call you over," she tells me while pointing to a bunch of uncomfortable looking chairs. She brings the phone back to her face. "So like I was saying, girl I told him that if he didn't get his lazy ass-"
That's it! I put my finger on the switch hook, ending the call. The nurse is looking at me shocked.
"Listen I know it's early in the morning and there's snow outside and you probably don't want to be here right now but how about instead of talking to Cookie or Rasheeka or whoever the hell you were talking to, you do your actual job!"
The nurse sucks her teeth. She looks up at me.
"How may I assist you today?" she asks with attitude.
"I'm looking for an Alex Nuñez," I tell her.
The nurse is typing her name into the computer. The nurse looks back at me.
"Alex Nuñez is currently in surgery."
"Well how is she doing? Can I get a doctor out here to fill me in?"
"I'm sorry ma'am but that information is currently limited to family members only."
"I'm her sister!" I yell.
The nurse raises her eyebrow. "Oh really?" she asks.
"She's my adoptive sister," I tell her. "Would you like me to have my parents fax the adoptive papers over to you?"
"That will not be necessary." The nurse picks up the phone and dials a number. "I need Dr. Monroe to come to the nurses' station," she says into the phone. "The patient's sister is here. Alright thanks."
The nurse hangs up the phone and now she's just looking at me.
"Thank you," I thank her.
I'm walking away from her. Jeez, what a bitch. I walk over to Paige.
"What did the nurse say?" Paige asks anxiously.
"She called for a Dr. Monroe so hopefully he'll be up here later."
Paige and I sit down in the chairs. Wow I was right, these chairs are uncomfortable. I can't believe I'm in this hospital right now. I bury my face into my hands. I just… I don't know what I'll do if Alex isn't ok. Paige is tapping me on my shoulder.
"Hon, I think that's the doctor," she whispers.
I bring my head up. A white man with red hair and a small red beard wearing blue scrubs is walking toward us. Paige and I stand up quickly.
"Hi, I'm Dr. Monroe," he introduces himself.
"I'm Jordan, Alex's sister," I introduce myself quickly. "Is Alex ok?"
"Well she just got out of surgery and it went well."
"What happened?"
Dr. Monroe sighs. He places his hand on my shoulder and points to the chairs. Paige and I sit down.
"According to the police your sister was involved in a pretty bad accident. She was in a taxi when the light turned red. I don't know the exact details but I'm assuming that because of the ice on the road when the taxi driver suddenly stepped on the brake the taxi skid into the intersection and an oncoming car hit them."
Oh my God! I hear Paige gasping behind me. Paige grabs my arm.
"The car that hit the taxi sent the taxi skidding across the road, hitting a pole. Now luckily for your sister the car did not strike her side of the car but her side did hit the pole. Fortunately it was the back end of that car that hit the pole. She was wearing her seat belt, which most likely saved her. Your sister suffered some damage to her spleen, there was some internal bleeding, she broke her right arm and her leg is fractured. She also hit her head against the window."
Oh my God. This can't be happening, this can't be happening!
"Is she ok?" Paige asks.
"We had to do some surgery on her spleen because of the bleeding and we had to stop the internal bleeding. Her leg and arm are going to be just fine."
"What about her head?" I ask.
"The CT scan showed that Alex might have damaged her cerebral cortex."
"What does that mean?"
"When Alex hit her head against the window she hit it pretty hard. Alex could be in a coma."
"What do you mean COULD be? Is she in a deep coma or a light coma?"
"Unfortunately we don't know at this exact moment. Only time will tell."
"Can we see here?" Paige asks.
"Right now they're bringing her up from the O.R. and we're going to put her in the ICU. In about two hours you can go see her."
"Thank you Dr. Monroe," I thank him.
Dr. Monroe holds out his hand to me. I take his hand and shake it. He pats me on the back reassuringly. Dr. Monroe gets up and walks away. I turn and look at Paige. Paige looks scared shitless.
"Jordan, what if Lexie doesn't wake up?" she asks scared.
"We can't think like that Paige," I tell her. "We have to stay positive." I pull out my cell phone and start dialing a number.
"Are you calling your parents?" Paige asks me.
"No, I'm calling Sage."
Paige's face falls. "Right, you should let her know what's happening."
Ring, ring.
"Oh thank God you called Jordan," Sage says frantic. "I've been trying to reach Lexie for hours but her phone keeps going straight to voicemail. She was suppose to be here HOURS ago!"
"Sage, I have to tell you something."
"Jordan, I don't like the tone of your voice. What's wrong?"
"Alex was in a car accident," I tell her. I can tell she's stopped breathing. "A car hit Alex while she was in her taxi and-"
"Which hospital is she at?" Sage interrupts me.
"We're here at St. Matthews General Hospital on 100 East 77th Street."
"I'm on my way. I'll be there as soon as I can!"
Click.
I close my phone and sit back down by Paige. I can only hope that for once God will answer my prayers.
Later:
I've never been one those people that hates hospitals. I actually always kind of liked a hospital. I love the smell of sterilization and I love seeing new mothers leaving the hospitals carrying newborns. But now… I can't believe I'm here. I shouldn't be here. I should be back at home with my wife and Alex should be at Sage's apartment right now on one knee proposing to her. Instead Alex is in a room right now fighting for her life and I'm out here in the hallway just looking on, not being able to do anything.
It's been about three hours now that we've been here. I called my parents and filled them in on everything. I had to convince them not to call one of Brian's associates to borrow his jet so they could fly out here. If they just left all of the sudden then they would leave Major at home scared and confused and that's not what he needs right now. I convinced them to wait a few days to fly out here. Not only to let the weather clear up but also so they can come up with some good lie to tell to Major.
I have my forehead against the glass of Alex's room. I was able to get Alex her own private room once they moved her from the ICU but I'm too afraid to go in there. I'm too afraid to take her hand in mine and not feel her squeeze it. I'm too afraid to go in there and call out her name and see no response from her. I can't go in there. Paige went to the hospital cafeteria to get us some coffee.
"Jordan!" I hear someone call out my name.
I turn my head in the direction the voice came from. Sage is running toward me.
"Oh my God Jordan!" she exclaims.
Sage runs into my arms. She's hugging me and I'm hugging her back.
"I tried to get here faster but the roads outside are horrible!" she cries.
"Shh it's ok. You're here now."
Sage and I pull away from each other. Sage turns her head and a look of horror appears on her face. Sage puts her hand up against the glass.
"Lexie," she whispers. Sage turns to me. "What did the doctors say?"
"She did fine in surgery but they don't know how long it's going to take for her to wake up. They said that she might be in a coma."
Sage's jaw just dropped. Sage places her hands over her mouth.
"Oh God," she says.
"Hey, I got us coffee. It's not good coffee but it's coffee."
I turn my head. There's Paige with two coffees in her hand. Paige's eyes land on Sage and her face falls.
"Hello Sage," Paige says.
"What are you doing here?" Sage asks Paige. Did I hear a hint of anger in her voice?
"I'm here for Alex hon, just like you."
Sage snickers. "Yeah, I bet you're here for Alex."
"What are you getting at hon? I'm here for Alex just like you and Jordan are."
"No you're not," Sage says. "I know why Jordan is here, because she's Alex's sister and best friend. I know why I'm here, because I'm her girlfriend. But why are you here?"
"Maybe you didn't get the memo hon but I'm Alex's friend."
Sage snickers. "Please hon, you're a girl who's hopelessly in love with MY girlfriend and doesn't know how to take a hint."
Oh this cannot be happening, not right now. Paige places the coffees on the floor against the wall. She steps closer to Sage.
"Listen Sage, I don't know what the hell your problem is but you need to get over it," Paige says.
Sage steps up to Paige. "My problem is with you Michalchuk. You think you're so slick and so wonderful because you're a successful fashion designer and your friends have forgiven you for the Hollywood disaster but I see right through you. I see the way you've looked at Lexie since the very first day I met you. This whole time you've been trying to steal her away from me, even now."
"You're delusional!" Paige shouts. "I'm here because my friend was in a car accident! I'm sorry you see this as some kind of ploy of me trying to get back with Alex but you're crazy. I don't need to steal Alex from you because you were already distancing yourself from her. Who do you think has been there for her these past months? Not you! And who did Alex loved first? Certainly not you bitch!"
"Bitch? I'll show you a bitch, bitch."
That's enough. That's it.
"Shut up the both of you!" I yell. Both girls are looking at me surprised. "What the fuck? Are you really doing this right now? Really?" I point to Alex. "My best friend, my SISTER is in there right now and all you two seem to focus on is this stupid competition about who should be with Alex! Are you fucking kidding me? You should be ashamed of yourselves! Get out of my face!"
Paige and Sage are staring at me. What do they not understand English now?"
"I said get out of my face!" I yell. "NOW!"
Paige and Sage walk away in different directions. I turn back around and look at Alex. I rest my forehead against the glass.
"God help me," I mutter.
A/N: Paige and Sage don't care where they are, they'll argue anywhere.
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