Carlisle POV
"As you can see it´s gone pretty far." Dr. Hart said, while we were watching the x- ray- pictures of Jamie´s lungs. I nodded, and sighed.
"…We can give medicines, but you know that this have gone so far it might end badly. But of course we´ll do our best. And of course, if you want to we can give you a couple of weeks of until we know how this is going to turn out."
"No… I´ll work… I… I gotta go home and tell my family about this."
"Of course," I heard Dr. Hart say, but I was already on my way to the lounge.
"Tysen?"
"Yes?"
"Can you come with me?"
"Sure," Tysen put his fork and knife in the dishes, put a coke- bottle in his rucksack and threw the rest in the bin, then he followed me. I walked over to the room Jamie was now in.
"Sit in this room, and if Jamie wakes up, you call me okay?"
"Okay." Tysen sat down in one of the chairs, and I walked out. I knew the children had a half- day at school today, and I prayed that they would be home all of them, all the way until I could see the cars standing on the driveway. I parked in the garage and got out. As soon as I´d come inside the door, everyone were standing around me, looking at me with worried expressions?"
"Carlisle?" My love, Esme was the first to speak up. I held up my hands, then I showed the others to go wait for me in the family room, I walked slowly downstairs, and tried to come up with a good way of telling them about what was going on with Jamie.
"Just tell us." Rose said. I took a deep breath and then started.
"First of all, there is loads better treatment to this now, than what it was a hundred years ago, and I know you all know that."
"Just say what it is pops." Emmett exclaimed. I sighed and stroke my chin.
"Jamie´s got a pneumonia." I heard the others gasp, Jasper- of course he was one of the ones hit hardest as he felt everybody else´s feelings, he leaned forward and put his head in his hands.
"But…" Emmett started, I knew what was coming. "If Jamie almost dies…. You´ll turn her into one of us…. Right?" I sighed again.
"Jamie´s specifically told me that whatever happens she don't want to be changed." It was quiet for a split second and then suddenly, Emmett stood up and rushed towards- and up the stairs.
"Emmett?"
"Leave me alone," he almost shouted at me, I didn´t care about what he said, stopped Rosalie from following and then ran after him. Emmett ran forward from me outside and through the forest, and then stopped in the middle of it." He pulled up a tree with its roots and threw it further into the forest, one time, two times.
"Calm down son." I held up one hand and used a very calm tone in my voice, trying to calm him down.
"I should never have come up with the idea… why should we have sung that to her?"
"It´s not your fault."
"But it was MY IDEA." Emmett´s shout echoed between the trees. "If I hadn´t come up with the idea, then Jamie wouldn´t have run away, then she wouldn´t have gotten so cold, then she wouldn´t have gotten ill, then she wouldn´t have… then she wouldn´t have…" Emmett had thrown four more trees while talking. Now he sat down on a stone.
Emmett had always had a wide register of feelings, if he was happy. We knew, the same went with angry, sad and every other feeling. There was just no way we could be mistaken about how he was feeling. But in the almost hundred of years we had spent together. I had never seen Emmett show his feelings, as deeply as he did right now.
Emmett, my son. The big- grown boy with the biggest heart, was shaking out of tearless sobs.
During the few months we had known Jamie, Jamie and Emmett seemed to have gotten a silent, yet strong connection. Not of the kind that Emmett and Rosalie, or I and Esme had. More of a brother/sister connection. Even though Jamie wouldn´t let anyone close, it was clear that she was a lot closer to Emmett than to Jasper and Edward.
I sat down next to Emmett, and laid my hand on his back. Emmett immediately calmed down, and stood up again. During silence, we walked back towards our house. When we came back, I found the living room in a complete mess. In the middle of it all, the others still sat in the sofa. But there were books and framed pictures spread all across the floor, the TV had been thrown across the room and had been smashed to pieces. Emmett´s game- consoles were all broken with most of his games. I looked to Esme, she nodded to Rosalie. I walked over to Jasper, and so quiet the others couldn´t hear, he told me that Rosalie was already blaming herself for the mess she had made.
I walked over to Rosalie, and sat down next to her.
"I´m gonna clean it up, pay everything I´ve broken and replace everything." She said. I was just on my way to open my mouth and say something to her, when the phone in my pocket began to vibrate and ring. I pulled it up, and didn´t mind even looking at the screen, before I put the phone to my ear.
"Tysen?"
"Something´s happening. You better come here as quickly as you can." I didn´t mind saying goodbye, I hung up straight away even though I knew I was being rude. I ran out to the car and hit the gas as hard as I could to the hospital, I skid- braked in front of the ER, and ran human- speed inside.
Jamie laid in her own room, she had been laid in the respirator, I threw my car- keys to Tysen who nodded and walked away without a word. Then I walked inside the room.
"Time of death." Dr. Hart exclaimed. "Thirteen fifty eight." I sighed and put my head in my hands. And in the matter of a split second loads of different thoughts were spinning in my head.
How was I gonna explain this to my family?
How was I gonna explain this to Jamie´s parents?
"No… No." I took the paddles from the nurse´s hands.
"Charging three hundred." Nobody did anything. "CHARGING THREE HUNDRED." I did it myself instead, nothing changed.
"Come on Jamie, don´t do this to me. Don´t do this to your parents." I mumbled. "Charging three sixty," this time, the nurse did it, I put the paddles to Jamie´s chest again, and hit the buttons.
Would this be the time it worked?
Or would Jamie be the second child Jean and Jessie Dylan lost?