Chapter 3

Rescue police hovered above in a helicopter, waiting for the ground crew to collect Bec and bring her back up. All the gang stood on the rocks, except Edge stood alone.

When the group had got back, Perri had told them what had happened. Joe went to a friends place and called 000 there. The rescue helicopter had only taken 7 minutes, which gave the gang enough time to get back over to the rocks, where Matt and Bec were.

There was not a dry eye as the helicopter flew away. It was possible that they would never see Bec again, and you can't contain yourself knowing that.

"Edge, are you ok?" asked Anna

"Does it look like I'm ok?! I love Bec so much, and now..." Edge couldn't finish his sentence, as tears threatened to take over.

Eight hours later, at the hospital

The gang sat in the waiting room, all white with shock. They all stood up when they saw Bec's doctor come in.

"How is she?" asked Fly

"Stable. But I'm afraid I have good news and bad news. Which do you want to hear first?"

"The bad news" blurted out Edge

"The bad news is that she has an 95% chance of never being able to use her legs again. The good news is that, apart from this, she is absolutely fine, and that she will be able to move around herself, provided she is in a wheelchair" he stated

"Thank you" replied Perri, just as she started to cry. Matt put his arms around her as they sat back down. Perri buried her head into Matt's shoulder, and was now crying hysterically now.

"Calm down Perri. There was nothing you could have done better. You did everything you should of. I am so proud of you Perri"

Edge suddenly stood up, and ran out the door, slamming if behind him. This made Fly jump, and Heath gave her a cuddle.

"Excuse me for interrupting, but you can see her now" said a nurse. Fly and Heath recognised this nurse all to well.

Fly groaned. Out of all the nurses, why did it have to be Jane, the girl who had got her so worried about her relationship with Heath when she was sixteen?

"Oh my goodness, is it really you Heath?" said Jane excitedly, putting her arm in his

"Hi Jane. I would love to stay and chat, but me and my wife have to go somewhere straight away" slipping his arm away

"Your wife...oh right"

When Fly walked over it all made sense to Jane. Great, thought Jane.

"Heath, we gotta go and see Bec. Bye Jane" said Fly quietly

As they walked away, they were giggling at what Jane's had looked like when she found out Heath had a wife.

"But you know Heath, we're not actually married yet"

"Yeah, but I just needed to get her off my case. Anyway we will be soon, so let's not worry about that and go and see Bec"

When they got to the room, Perri was outside the room, sobbing. Fly ran to her and gave her a hug. Perri clearly thought she was responsible for what happened.

Inside the room, Bec was lying down, her eyes closed. There were a million tubes connected to her all around her body, and she was on oxygen. She looked almost lifeless. Fly could see why it was too much for Perri to handle. There was a constant beeping noise, and about ten fluids were hooked up to the stands on either side if her bed.

Edge came in, apparently cooled of after the little incident before. He rushed over and held Bec's hand. He started to sob a little, so the others left the room to give him some space.

In the history of the gangs friendship, this was the worst thing that could possibly happen.

Bec would probably never walk again, let alone surf.

Back at the house, Perri had sat on the couch feeling sorry for herself for an hour, and was now walking back to her room. She opened the door to find Matt kneeling down on one knee...