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The Cost Of Winning

Frantic

ASHLEY'S POV :

As I dash down the hall , I see Bren standing in the doorway , practically running in place , her little face covered with tears . I crouch down in front of her , and say , "What's wrong , sweetie ? Do you feel bad ?"

Shaking her head almost violently , she says , "Me was seepin' , and a big fump woked me . Me wooks for Mommy , and her nots here , so I goes to finded her , and her seepin' in the bafwoom and her won't woked up !"

I get back up and practically break the world land - speed record sprinting into my guest room , and through the bathroom door I see Fianna slumped on the floor , practically curled into a ball between the toilet and the sink . Dashing into the room , I drop down on my knees next to her , and I'm shocked to realize that I can feel heat radiating off of her like a furnace .

Grabbing my phone out of my pocket , I punch the numbers on the screen , and hear , "911 . Please state the nature of your emergency ."

"Yeah , I need an ambulance right away ! My girlfriend is unconscious on the floor , and she's burning up ."

"Can you give me the address , sir , so I can dispatch the paramedics ?"

I give her my address , and answer a few questions , then I feel Bren clutching my arm . I look at her standing there , her eyes huge , and I realize that I'm going to need someone to help me watch her .

"Sweetie , I need you to do something important for me , so we can help Mommy . Can you go get Mommy's phone and bring it to me , please ?"

She lets go of my arm and runs across the room to pick up Fi's phone from the nightstand , bringing it back to me . "Here , Daddy ." , she says .

I take the phone and pull up her contacts . My first instinct is to call Miki , but then I remember that she's pregnant , and I don't want to scare her , so I hit the button that says "Web", and hand the phone to Brenna .

"I just called Mr . Web , and I need you to talk to him , and tell him what happened . Can you do that for me , cutie ?" , I tell her , and she takes the phone from me .

"I talks to him , Daddy . Me want's to help , too ."

I resume talking to the 911 dispatcher , and after a few seconds , I hear Bren starting to talk . "It Bwen , Unca Webby . Mommy no can talk on hers phone . Her falls down and goes to seepin' in the fwoor , and Daddy telled me to talks to yous ."

"Him talks on he's phone to the hopsickle peoples , so they wills comes to woked Mommy ." She pauses for several seconds , then says , "Otay , Unca Webby ."

She holds the phone next to my head , and tells me , "Unca Webby wants to talk to yous ear , Daddy ."

I give a light cough , so he'll know I'm here , and he says , "Okay , Ashley , here's what you want to do . When the ambulance arrives , tell them you want to go to Memorial . Linda Wesson is their chief of staff , and she's an old friend of ours . Pauline is calling her right now to tell her to expect you . I'll call Mikaela as soon as I hang up , and we'll catch up with you there , all right ?"

I nod , and Bren takes the phone back . "Daddy's head says yes , Unca Webby . Otay , byebye ."

She hands the phone back to me , and I end the call , then gather her into my free arm and give her a squeeze , then say , "Okay , sweetie , I need you to be a big girl for just a couple more minutes , okay ? Can you go get your pajamas , and Pickle , because we might have to take a nap at the hospital later ."

"Me is wearin' mines jammies , Daddy . See ."

"Okay , then go get some regular clothes to put on later , please ."

She reluctantly lets go of me , and goes to her dresser , just as the doorbell rings . I bolt down the hall to the living room , and let the EMT's in , leading them to Fianna . Bren is standing next to her , with Pickle in one hand , and some clothes in the other , and I scoop her up in my arms as the paramedics check Fi , and get her onto the stretcher .

Remembering what Web said , I tell them , "We want to go to Memorial . Her doctor's already been called , and she's waiting for us there ."

"Not a problem , sir . Now , I need you to tell me , does she take any sort of medications ?"

"Yeah , she just had surgery a couple of weeks ago , she gave our daughter part of her liver . They're over there on the nightstand ." , I reply .

The female EMT goes over , grabs the bottles , and says , "One's an antibiotic , no issue there , and the pain pills look like they've barely been touched , so she didn't OD ."

Bren and I follow them outside , and I lock the door , then climb into the back with Fianna . As we pull out , I hear the guy on the radio , talking to somebody , and he says . "Bringing in a twenty - two year old female . Unconscious , temperature one hundred five point three degrees . Liver transplant surgery within the last two weeks , patient was the donor ."

One hundred and five ?! Holy fuck , no wonder she was so damn hot ! As I look at her , I see her eyes flutter open , but they're not really focused . I brush her hair out of her face , and say , "We're taking you to the hospital , hon . They'll get this fixed up , and then you can come back home with us ."

She blinks at me , and says , "Don't go , Mama , I don't want to stay by myself . I promise I'll be good ." Holy shit , her fever's so high she's delirious . Could this possibly get any worse ?

Apparently , this was entirely the wrong thought to have , because her eyes close again , and she starts jerking around on the stretcher . The guy with us pops up from his seat , and starts grabbing at the straps , yelling at the woman , "Step on it , Jamie , she's seizing !"

Bren bursts into tears as he straps Fianna to the stretcher , and I cuddle her to my chest and try to force myself to stay calm , even though I want to do the same thing myself . "Is Mommy go byebye , too , Daddy ? Don't wants her to go 'way ! Mommy is my goodest fwend !"

Even though the same question is running through my own mind right now , scaring me shitless , I do my best to keep my voice from cracking when I tell her . "No , cutie , Mommy's very sick , but when we get to the hospital , the doctor will fix it , and she can come back home with us . Everything is going to be okay ." And as the words are leaving my mouth , I'm hoping with every ounce of myself that I haven't just broken my promise to my daughter , and told her the worst lie of all .

We finally get to the hospital , and they pull her out of the ambulance and zip into the ER , while I join up with Web and Pauline , who are already here , talking with a short , blonde woman about Pauline's age . She introduces herself as Dr . Wesson , and after asking me a couple of questions about what happened , she heads into the back .

We all go sit down , and a few minutes later , Miki and Ryan come rushing through the door . "What the hell happened , Ash ?" , Miki demands . "They were just laying down to rest when I left !"

I explain to all of them what happened , and tell them what I heard the EMT say in the ambulance , and they're all as stunned as I was , especially when they hear about the seizure .

"Jesus , that's bad !" , Ryan mutters , almost to himself . "What the hell would cause that ? Is she allergic to the medicines or something ?"

"If that was the problem , she would've had issues before now ." , Pauline says . "It doesn't take almost two weeks to have an allergic reaction . There has to be something else going on ."

We sit and wait for what feels like eternity , but is actually only a little over an hour , before Dr . Wesson comes back out . Strangely , the first thing out of her mouth is a question about who did Fianna's surgery . I tell her who the doctor was , and she says . "This might be something you'll actually want to get involved in , Web . We're prepping Ms . Chandler for surgery right now , because the idiot who performed her original operation left a surgical sponge in the incision , and she's developed a massive infection . So we're going to go in and drain it , and make sure it hasn't caused any other damage . Did he do your daughter's surgery as well , Mr . Purdy ?"

"No , her doctor's name was Abernathy . They had two doctors so they could operate on both of them at the same time ."

"Good ." , she says , then turns her attention to Brenna . "Hello there , sweetheart . My name is Linda , what's yours ?"

"Me is Bwenna Cowween Chandwer . Where my Mommy is ?"

" I'm going to go take some bad stuff out of your Mommy in just a minute , Brenna , so she's taking a nap right now . Do you mind if I look at your tummy real quick , to see if it's okay ?"

I turn her around so the doctor can lift her shirt . After a quick inspection , she says , "No signs of infection , and she seems to be healing up well , but keep an eye out for any redness or swelling , just in case ."

She leaves to go get ready for the operation , and as I drop back into my chair , I hear Web on his phone , talking to someone named Ruth . When he ends the call , he sees us all looking at him , and he says , "That was Ruth Fernandez , she's the best malpractice attorney I know . I just explained our situation , and she's agreed to take on the case as a favor to me . I'd do it myself , but that's not really my field of expertise , and I don't want to risk giving that incompetent any loopholes to wiggle through ."

"Good , neither do I ." , I tell him . "Tell your friend that she can send the bills to me . One way or the other , that useless moron isn't getting the chance to fuck up like that again , if I have to keep him tied up in court for the rest of his natural life !"

After waiting a bit longer , Ryan convinces Miki to go to the cafeteria with him to get something to eat , and the others go along with them . I decide to stay here , and after they leave , Bren shifts in my lap , and says , "Daddy , I asts yous sumfin' ?"

"You can ask me anything , Bren . What do you want to know ?"

I'm not expecting her to ask , "Why you don'ts wike Mommy ? Her is nice ."

I can't even form words for a few seconds , but I finally manage to say , "Sweetie , I do like Mommy , very much . Why would you ask me that ?"

"Her thinks you doesn't . I hear her say to Aunt 'Kaela when her camed to sees us ."

I'm not sure I should go into this with her , but I have to know , so I ask , "What did they say , Bren ?"

"Aunt 'Kaela tells Mommy her no should fall down , and Mommy say that you's no wike her , and yous was borded , and want to move away , so her no do it , 'cause you's onwy want her to wive with us 'cause you wikes me ."

She thought I'd gotten bored with her ? There's nothing that could be further from the truth , but after looking at my journal , I guess I can see how she got that idea . When we first got together , we said "I love you" at least a dozen times a day , but when I think back , I realize that I'd stopped saying it somewhere along the way . And not only had I stopped saying it , I'd stopped showing it . I'd made her feel like she was being abandoned all over again , and it makes me feel sick .

I realize that Bren is still waiting for an answer , so I stand her on my lap , so I'm looking her in the eye , and explain , "Sweetie , before you were born , Daddy was very silly , and I did something that hurt Mommy's feelings , so maybe that's why she thinks I don't like her ."

"Din't yous sowwy her , Daddy ?" , she asks , very seriously . "Miss Kim say if yous make someone sad , yous should sowwy them , then theys know yous not a meanie , and yous can be fwends some more ."

"I didn't get the chance to tell her I was sorry , because she went away , and I didn't know where she was . I was going to tell her today , but she got sick . But I promise you , as soon as she gets better I'll tell her ."

"Am thats why yous vidorced ? 'Cause you was naughty ?'

I see Miki and the others heading back towards us , so I say , "Yes , cutie , that's why . But let's not talk about it in front of everybody else until I can talk to Mommy , okay ?"

"It ams a seekit ?"

"Just for now , until Mommy gets better , okay ?"

She nods , and sits back down on my lap , then Ryan walks over and hands her a juice box , and holds out a cup of coffee to me with his other hand . "I know you said you didn't want anything to eat , but I figured you could use some caffeine ." , he says .

I thank him , take a gulp , and then help Bren get the straw into her juice . We all sit back down to wait some more , and when Bren falls asleep , Pauline offers to take her to their house . Knowing we won 't get her out without a major tantrum if we wait 'til she wakes up , I agree , and she and Web leave with Brenna , so it's just me , Miki , and Ryan sitting here .

After probably another hour , Dr . Wesson comes out , and we all pop out of our chairs like we're spring - loaded . She walks over and says , "Ms . Chandler came through the surgey , but we're having to pump serious amounts of antibiotics into her , to be sure that we get everything out of her system . She's in recovery right now , but you should be able to see her in a couple of hours , barring any complications . But , just to let you know , she's very heavily medicated , so she may not be responsive , or even know that you're there ."

"But we'll know ." , I tell her . "And as long as she's alive , and getting better , I think we can live with that for now ."












Notes

Comments

@Merelan
Definitely something to consider. If not an actual prologue, it would probably be interesting to have her remember some of the things that happened in this book, so i'll most likely have to find a way to work that in somewhere. Thanx for the thought!

Red Phoenix77 Red Phoenix77
8/21/18

Oh yes PLEASE a sequel! I would love to see events through Bren's eyes! Something fun you might consider is a recap of the story told by a teen Been, as like a prologue.
I look forward to seeing what you devise next!

Merelan Merelan
8/21/18

@Merelan
Cool, glad you enjoyed it!

Red Phoenix77 Red Phoenix77
8/20/18

Awww, such a sweet chapter! Yay for Ash and Fi!

Merelan Merelan
8/20/18

Ah, I love this story! Good on you, Fi!

Merelan Merelan
8/13/18