Breena was in the hospital with Eddie, while Jimmy packed up and prepared to move back into the Ronald McDonald House. Jimmy had prayed he would never see that place again. At least not under the circumstances that he did. They had lived their more than home the past four years. Four years ago Breena had taken her pregnancy test in their bathroom. Then just last year Victoria had taken her first steps in the common room. That moment was actually pretty amazing. So many parents in that room would never see their children walk. Either because the child would die before they could walk or because their condition would never allow them to walk. People had applauded and cried as Victoria toddled across the room. It was moment of hope. Hope something Jimmy did not have a lot of right now.
Breena was miserable and six hours from home. It would be at least one night where she was six hours from her husband and daughter. Her son was only across the street, but he may as well be on the other side of the planet. She wanted to be with him but visiting hours had ended. She knew they wanted parents to get sleep, but she was not going to sleep. She had so hoped these days were over. She did not miss this place. She missed the people. Some people remained from their last visit. Either because their children were still sick or because their child's illness had returned. Just like Eddie's had. Most of the families were gone. Some went home with a healthy or at least stable child. Far too many had left with heavy hearts and empty arms. Too many familiar names on the wall of angels. She hated to say it but she was sure that Eddie's name would be on that wall one day. This trial was the last real option. At least at the time of Eddie's last remission. They would discuss options tomorrow but more than likely it would be a round of radiation and then send Eddie home to "make him comfortable". Her son might be dying and that just didn't seem right. Tori should be able to grow up with her big brother.
Jimmy was not doing much better in the sleep department. For once he was grateful for Tori's crying and refusal to sleep. At least it was a distraction. His mind kept wandering to Eddie. He was going to bring Tori up the next day. He had everything packed away. He had packed for a month but they may not be there as long. They may be there long enough for Joey to get radiation and then send him home to die. They may just turn around and come home. It depended on what happened and what the doctor's felt was best for Eddie. Jimmy was praying for a miracle. He prayed that they would have a new trial and that they could get Eddie in. He would do just about anything to save his boy. The part that really sucked. Was that he was a doctor but he could do nothing. It did not matter that pediatric oncology was not his field. He had noticed that something was wrong months before the first diagnosis, yet he could not do anything for him.
"Please just be OK, Eddie. At least until morning." Jimmy pleaded.
Breena was desperate to have one of her children in her arms. So desperate that she grabbed their picture off the counter. She held it close and cried. She wondered how many more pictures they would take together. She wondered if Tori would even remember her brother. She was only two and most kids did not have memories before three. She prayed that Eddie would at least have enough good days to make memories. She wanted the memories for Tori but also for herself and Jimmy. She wanted them for Eddie. Should their be a miracle and Eddie were to finally be cured for good.
Tori finally fell asleep about four. Jimmy knew he needed to sleep before he made the drive but he did not see that happening. He set the alarm to ten and prayed that would be enough. He closed his eyes and somehow managed to fall asleep. If sleep is what you could call it. He tossed and turned and the sleep that he got was plagued by nightmares. He would give anything for this ordeal to just be over. Well not just over. He would give anything for Eddie to be cured. He wanted only for his son to live and to beat the odds. Unfortunately that did not seem to be in the cards. Eddie was going to die and Jimmy wondered how he would ever sleep again.
Breena forced herself out of bed with the alarm. They would not be meeting with the doctors until afternoon. There was still an hour before she could see Eddie. She knew that she should probably head down to the cafeteria but food was not appealing to her. She honestly felt sick to her stomach. Even more so than she had been the past few weeks. She studied the small box that sat on the counter. She could not believe that she would be doing this again here or maybe she would wait until they got home. Unfortunately she did not know when they would be home or if Eddie would be with them. She did really want Eddie to know. If he was going to be a big brother again. This pregnancy was both the last thing she wanted and the thing she wanted most in the world. She had always wanted three or four kids but now was not the best time. Not when Eddie might be dying. Life was complicated enough but if she was pregnant. She was pregnant. There was no going back from there. Well she could get an abortion but this child was wanted and an abortion was a fairly serious medical procedure. When you had a possibly terminal child. Even a few days out of commission was too much time.
A/N: I am still not sure if Breena will be pregnant or not. New chapter will be up soon. Thanks for reading and please review.