Thirty
At 6:30 Tracy's mobile rang. Alana jolted awake as Tracy answered it. Alana realised she must have fallen asleep outside but was surprised to find she was really warm. She noticed the blanket that was covering her and smiled. Tracy had made sure she was ok. Alana sat up and watched as Tracy spoke to Mike. Alana didn't know what was happening but the look on Tracy's face said it wasn't too good. Tracy stood up and indicated that Alana should do the same. Alana followed her inside. "I'll bring her now but I'll have to bring everyone else as well," Tracy was saying. Alana worked out something was wrong. She ran upstairs and stood on the landing.
"EVERYONE GET UP AND PUT SOME SHOES ON WE HAVE TO GET TO THE HOSPITAL NOW!" Alana shouted at the top of her voice. There was a flurry of activity from everyone then. Several people ran past Alana on the landing carrying jumpers and pulling trousers on over their pyjamas or hopping on one foot trying to get the trainers on. Soon everyone was standing in the entrance room, half wearing clothes and half wearing pyjama's with jumpers pulled over the top. Everyone had their shoes on and as Tracy walked up she was shocked by the sight that she saw before her.
"Nice one Alana," she said smiling at the young girl who had thrown some boots on and a jumper. Alana was plaiting her hair at that point so that she could see clearly what was happening. Tracy led them all to the minibus and drove them to the hospital. She didn't care they weren't properly dressed and the hospital didn't bat an eyelid either at the storm of children in pyjama's entering the hospital demanding to see Oscar Winters. Tracy pulled Alana away from the group as the nurse tried to find out where he was. "listen Alana, your brother is seriously ill. He needs the kidney transplant and bone marrow today or tomorrow or he could die. His bone marrow isn't producing white blood cells which means he can't fight infections but it is still producing a few abnormal cells which are trying to kill him. Your bone marrow will produce the white blood cells so he can fight it. The chemotherapy and radiotherapy have worked. That's why there is only a few abnormal cells but this has to happen today," Tracy told her as Rick led the group in the direction they had been told to go. Alana looked straight into Tracy's eyes and saw she was telling the truth. Alana nodded steely as they got to Oscar's room. "Everyone stay here, only Alana's allowed in at the moment," Tracy said as she opened the door to let Alana pass through. Alana entered the room and Mike stood up. Dr Williams was there.
"hello again Alana, we're assuming Tracy told you," Dr Williams said. Alana nodded. "In that case nurse Jones could you take Alana and prep her for theatre please," the nurse nodded and took Alana's hand to lead her elsewhere.
"Wait," Alana said. "Can I see him first, please?" she asked. Mike looked at Dr Williams before turning back to Alana.
"Alana he looks ill," Mike said.
"I don't care I have to see him," she said. Mike nodded slowly and Alana inched closer to Oscar. She gasped at the sight of him. He was pale white and had an oxygen mask on, he was looking thin and sallow and still had a fever. Nurse Jones pulled Alana away and Alana went willingly. She was led out the room and past all the Elm tree kids who were looking nervous and who looked at Alana confused. Tracy hadn't told them how ill Oscar was or what was happening with Alana.
Alana was taking to a small room and giving a hospital gown to get into. Alana did as told and waited. Now was her time to save her brother, for good.