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Lena entered the gymnasium to the loud chatter of concerned parents. She had called all of the parents of the children that were on the bus and informed them that they needed to come to the school for an announcement. She didn't want to tell a parent over the phone that their son or daughter may be injured, or worse. She knew that if she got that information over the phone she would probably have a heart attack before she could even get to the school. Right now she was trying to stay strong and do her job. But, deep down, Lena wanted nothing more than to be with Stef, getting closer and closer to Brandon and Callie.

"Can I have your attention please?" Lena yelled over the loud chatter.

Little by little all of the parents in the gym started to quiet down until Lena was finally able to speak without yelling.

"Thank you. I'm sorry to have to bring everyone here under these circumstances, but there's been an accident. One of the buses was involved in an accident with two other cars. As of right now I'm not aware of the details of what happened or whose hurt, but they're all being brought to St. Bernardine Medical Center as we speak."

"Which bus was it?" one of the parents asked.

"The bus that was carrying any students with a last name starting with A through L," Lena announced. As soon as Lena said that, multiple parents started crying and started trying to get a hold of their child.

Lena knew that this day wouldn't be easy. She knew that there was a very high chance that some students may have died in the crash. She may not know all of the details of the crash, but she could tell from the conversation she had on the phone that the crash was bad. She felt horrible for all of the parents in there. When they put their kids on that bus they thought that they were sending them off to have a good time. Not to be involved in this horrible accident.

I shouldn't have persuaded Callie to go on this trip. If it weren't for me she would be here, safe at school. Now, because of me, I have no idea where my daughter is. I don't know where my son is. I don't know if they're hurt. What if they're… Lena couldn't even finish her thought. If she did, she knew she would fall apart right here and now. She had to wait until she knew for sure. For all she knew, Callie and Brandon were just fine and she was worrying for nothing.

God I hope I'm worry for nothing…

In the ambulance…

What is happening?

"How far are we from the hospital?" Callie heard a man ask.

I know that voice. Where do I know that voice from? It sounded so familiar. Wait, it's that guy. Tyler! Tyler? Callie tried to call out, but realized that she didn't say anything. Tyler? Callie tried again, but for the second time no words came out.

"Just five minutes," another man responded.

"Do you guys know what's wrong with her?"

Callie finally looked to her left side and saw Tyler sitting next to her. He looked terrified. He now had a large gauze pad over his nasty cut.

Tyler? Callie tried for the third time. Dammit, why can't I talk? Just look over here, Tyler. Look at me and see that I'm awake and looking at you!

"We can't be sure yet. She may have just had a concussion and passed out. We have to wait until we get to the hospital."

Tyler looked back down at Callie and finally noticed that she was staring right at him. "Callie! Hey, you're awake!"

"Miss, can you tell me your name? Do you remember what happened?" the paramedic next to Tyler asked her.

One, he just said my name. And two, no I can't tell you my name because I can't talk!

"Callie? Can you hear me? It's Tyler," Tyler tried to get Callie to respond when he noticed the confused expression on Callie's face. "Remember? I was in the other car? You had gone to check on your brother but you never came back, so I went to check on you and you were passed out on the ground."

So, that's what happened. That explains why I don't remember getting in the ambulance, but that doesn't explain why I can't talk. Maybe I can write?

Callie started to move her left hand to signify that she wanted to write something. At first Tyler looked confused as to what Callie was doing. "Oh! Pen and paper! Can you not talk?"

Why do you think I'm asking for a pen and paper Tyler?

"Right! Do you have a pen and some paper?" Tyler asked the paramedic.

The paramedic gave Tyler his pen and a small notepad. Tyler held the paper up so that Callie could write on it. He handed the pen to Callie, but when she went to grip the pen, it just fell out of her hand.

"Hey, she can't hold the pen or talk! Are those symptoms of a concussion?" Tyler asked with a bit of an edge to his voice.

Callie moved her gaze to the paramedic and saw that he wasn't responding. He had a grave look on his face like he had an idea of what was wrong with Callie, but didn't want to say it.

Could you just say it so I know what the hell is happening right now?

"Step on it, Jerry. She needs to get to the hospital, now!" the paramedic told the other paramedic who was driving.

"Hey, Callie, it's okay. Everything is going to be fine," Tyler told Callie as he held her hand.

I wish I knew if that were true or not. From where I'm lying, it doesn't seem like everything is going to be fine. I didn't realize this before, but when he doesn't have a nasty open head wound showing, Tyler is actually pretty cute. He's definitely sweet. I just met him and he's acting like he knew me forever. Just my luck; I meet a great guy and now I'm probably dying. This is classic me. One good thing happens and it's followed by more bad things!

"We're pulling in now," Jerry yelled from the front seat.

Great, maybe I can finally find out what's wrong with me.

The doors to the ambulance swing open. Tyler stepped out of the ambulance first to get out of the way. Multiple doctors were already gathered around, ready for the numerous victims that were on their way.

"Victim's name is Callie. She was found unconscious at the scene of the accident. Minor bruises and scrapes. Regained consciousness on the way here. She seems to not be able to talk and has weakness in her left hand," the paramedic said to the doctor as he rolled Callie out of the ambulance.

"Alright, let's get her inside! Could be a possible subdural hematoma," the doctor ordered.

Could you possibly speak English? I don't know what that means! Subdural what!?

Callie is wheeled into a main trauma room and moved over to an actual hospital bed.

Could someone please tell me what is wrong with me using words that I can understand.

"Her pressure is through the roof," a nurse stated.

Okay, maybe I can figure this out. I've taken science and health class since I was in elementary school. She just said my pressure is through the roof. I'm assuming that means I have high blood pressure. Again, no idea what that could mean.

"Call Neuro, tell them we're looking at a possible subdural hematoma. CT too, tell them to be ready," the doctor ordered.

Neuro. I at least know what that means. It's the field of medicine that focuses on the brain. Okay, subdural hematoma, CT, pressure through the roof, and brain doctor?

"Let's order a blood count as well. That'll tell us how significant the blood loss is."

But, I'm not bleeding! I'm going to die because these doctors don't have common sense! How did you go from treating a brain injury to treating blood loss? Unless, the bleeding is coming from my brain. That must be it. My brain is bleeding!? How are they going to fix that!?

"Let's go," the doctor ordered as they started moving Callie out of her room.

Callie moved her right arm, alerting the doctor.

"It's okay Callie. We're just taking you up to get a CT. We have you now. "

Everything is not fine! My brain is bleeding! How can you fix that? Callie winced in pain as she felt the sharp headache again. Things were starting to get blurry again. No, I can't go to sleep! I have to stay awake! At least until I can tell Jude, moms, and the rest of my siblings that I love them!

"She's going out of consciousness."

No! I have to stay awake! I have to stay…

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Also, to the guest that asked if this would be a Tyler/Callie. Very high possibility :)

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