In The End

I blushed as I saw Andy staring in at his father and I. Chris sighed.
"Andy, baby boy, what's wrong?"
"I don't feel well, Daddy."
Looking at him in the light that there was, he did seem paler than usual. Chris's shoulders slumped.
"Close the door, Andy, I'll be out in a minute."
The door shut and I closed my eyes. "Chris, I am so sorry."
His lips cut me off. "It's not your fault."
He stood up and cleaned his chest up before pulling on some underwear and some tracksuit bottoms. "I love you and I will be back in a minute."
Before he started walking towards the door, we heard a thump from outside. Chris rushed over and opened the door before letting out a strangled yell.
"Andy, baby?"
I quickly cleaned my chest and pulled a top and some underwear on. I walked over and knelt down by Andy's passed out figure.
"ANDY!"
"Chris, calm down. I'm calling an ambulance, all right?"
He nodded, tears streaming down his face. I walked back to the bed and grabbed my mobile. I dialled 911 and sighed as they answered.
"Which service do you require?"
"Ambulance."
"What has happened?"
"My boyfriend's son has just collapsed. He's not responding to anything."
"Can we have your address please, sir?"
"1989 Alvarenga Road."
"An ambulance is on the way, sir."
"Thank you."
I hung up and knelt next to Chris. He was cradling Andy's body in his arms, sobbing his eyes out.
"Chris, they're on their way."
He nodded, gulping. "My little baby."
I stoked Andy's hair, moving it out of his face. It was already near his shoulders. His breathing was shallow and shaky.
"Andy? Can you hear me? Do something if you can, anything, sweetie."
His eyelids flickered and Chris's breath caught. I put my hand on Andy's shoulder.
"Andy, some people are coming to help you sweetie."
His eyelids flickered again. Chris hiccuped.
"I'm right here, Andy. I'm here, baby boy."
His eyelids flickered and tears appeared by his eyes.
"Daddy loves you Andy."
The tears fell down Andy's face and I gently wiped them away.
"I think he's trying to say he loves you too, Chris."
Andy's eyes flickered more and Chris smiled amidst his tears. I heard sirens.
"Hear that, Andy? Batman comes to look after you."
His eyelids flickered again and his breathing rate increased. I heard them knock and I sprinted downstairs. I pulled the door open.
"He's up here."
They followed me and I knelt next to Chris.
"Baby, you need to put him down so they can help him."
He nodded and gently laid Andy down. I watched them slide an IV into the vein in his arm and one of them left to get a gurney.
"What his name?"
"Andy."
I looked at Chris, he was in shock.
"Andy, my friend and I are here to help you alright?"
His eyelids flickered and I hugged Chris.
The one that loaded Andy onto the gurney turned to me. "How old is he?"
"Seven."
He nodded. "Is he allergic to anything?"
"Chris? Is Andy allergic to anything?"
"Uh, penicillin."
He nodded and they started taking Andy downstairs. I grabbed a shirt for Chris and some bottoms for myself and followed them. I handed Chris the top and he pulled it on. I pulled my trackies on and held Chris's hand. We followed Andy onto the ambulance and we pulled away. Chris stared at Andy's face as he cried more. The guy working on him looked at Chris.
"Try talking, we think he can hear you."
"Andy, baby, Daddy's here, OK? Batman is gonna help you alright?"
I held Chris as he cried. Suddenly the machine monitoring Andy's heartbeat flatlined. Chris choked out and gasped.
"DANNY! DRIVE QUICKER!"
He started CPR and breathed for Andy. Chris sobbed into his hands. The ambulance stopped and they started unloading Andy.
"Surgery, now."
"Get a new IV in."
"Call Dr. Koneru."
Voices washed over us but we took none in. Chris ran after Andy as far as he could and then collapsed onto one of the chairs. I sat next to him.
"Ashley, what if-?"
I kissed him. "Don't you dare."
He shook with the effort of keeping his emotion in.
"He will be fine."
He nodded. I picked up the Batman plushie I had grabbed before I left for the ambulance. Chris pulled me onto his lap and I kissed his neck, cuddling up to him.
"Ashley, I love you."
"I love you, too, Chris."
We fell asleep in each other's arms.

~Le Time Lapse~

I woke up and looked around. There were two doctors discussing something and glancing at Chris. Dread filled my heart and I looked up at Chris. He was still asleep.
"Mr. Biersack?"
"That's my boyfriend." I gently shook him. "Chris, baby."
He opened his eyes and looked at me. "What?"
I nodded at the doctors.
"Sir, would you like to come with us please?"
I stood up and Chris looked terrified. We walked through to a small office.
"Mr. Biersack, your son is seriously ill."
"How ill?"
"He has spina bifida. At the moment he is in a medically-induced coma."
I held Chris's hand as he shook.
"When will you take him out of it?"
"We're not sure, but at the moment, about two days."
"Can I see him?"
"We're not sure if that is-"
"Please. I need to see my baby boy."
The doctor sighed and nodded. "Alright."
He led us to Andy's hospital room and I kissed Chris's cheek. "He'll be OK."
We walked in and Chris crumpled. Andy was on a breathing machine and he had numerous IV lines running into his arms. Chris sat next to him and sobbed. I sat next to Chris and fell asleep holding Chris's hand.