Note: This story was written for Joie Lee and the Nslashfic crew. I hope you all enjoy it.
"JC, this is Dani. I think you, Joey and Justin need to get to the
hospital as soon as possible."
"Dani? Why? What's going on?"
"Just get over here as soon as possible. You may want to bring Kelli
and Bobbee if they are still awake. Maybe even the mom's."
"Alright, we'll be there as soon as possible."
The guys all pile into a rental car with the moms, Bobbee and Kelli
in another and the security team in another. They arrive at the
hospital about an hour after the call from Dani.
Dani meets them in the main waiting area, "They've got Chris and
Lance in the Doctor's lounge so no one knows they are here. Follow
me."
They all quietly follow her. Once in the lounge, "Dani, what's going
on?" JC asks.
"Um… Chrissy's not doing well. They don't think it's gonna be a good
night for her and the baby."
Joey walks up behind JC and wraps his arms around JC's waist, "What
do you mean? Doesn't look good for her `and' the baby?"
JC leans back into Joey's shoulder and sighs, "I think she means they
may both die before morning. That's why she had us all come down
here babe."
Justin walks up to Dani, "Is that true Dani?"
"Yeah, he's right Justin." She looks towards Lance, "He's really
taking this pretty hard too. Although I'm not sure if he's more
upset about the baby or Chrissy."
"Why do you say that?" Joey asks.
"Well, he said that they were gonna try and work their problems out
and try to be a couple again. Now, it doesn't look like they're
gonna get that chance." Chris put in, walking up behind Dani.
Justin walks over to Lance, "Hey man. How you doing?"
"Not good Justin. Not good at all."
"Wanna talk about it?"
"Not really, but thanks for asking." Lance looks up at Justin and
gives a weak smile.
"I'm here if you wanna talk, cry, yell or scream. Ok?"
"Thanks Just. You'll be the first to know."
"I think it might just be what they need to realize how they really
feel towards each other. I mean look how long it took us to wake
up. If we'd a had something traumatic like this we probably would
have realized it a lot sooner."
"Yeah, that's true." JC turns in Joey's arms. "I love you."
"I love you too, Jayce. But we gotta focus on him right now. This
has got to be hard on him."
"I know. I just really needed to make sure you knew that."
"Baby, I know you love me. You show me every day, and I don't mean
in bed or with the words. You show your love for me in everything
you do."
JC blushes and leans in to kiss Joey, "I still think I need to say it
every now and again."
"And I appreciate it, now go take care of Poofu. I know it's driving
you crazy."
"Thanks Joey."
"For what?"
"For being so understanding and such a great boyfriend."
"Oh, go on. Get over there." Joey smiles and smacks JC on the ass.
JC makes his way over to Lance, "How you doing Lance?"
Lance just looks up at JC, his red rimmed eyes saying it all. JC
reaches out and pulls him into a tight embrace. JC doesn't say a
word, just holds him. Lance breaks down and begins to cry, the tears
racking his body.
They sit this way for several minutes before a doctor walks in, "Um…
excuse me but I'm looking for a Mr. Bass. Lance Bass."
Lance stands, "I'm Lance Bass."
"You're here with a Miss. Chrissy Carper?"
"Yes, we all are."
"She's asked for you. Would you please follow me?"
Lance begins to follow the doctor and then turns, "You'll all still
be here when I come back?"
JC stands along with Justin, "Of course we will."
"Good. I'll be back soon."
Lance and the doctor walk the short distance down the hall. When
they get to the room the doctor turns to Lance, "We've already lost
the baby. We did all we could Mr. Bass but there was no hope. She's
not gonna make it through the night either."
"Thank you for being so honest, I really appreciate it doctor."
"You can go on in if you'd like."
"Thanks." Lance walks in the room. There are a few machines hooked
up to Chrissy to monitor her heart rate but no other machines. "Hey
girl. How you doing?"
Chrissy opens her eyes and attempts a weak smile, "I'm not doing so
hot Lance."
Lance goes to the edge of the bed, takes her hand in his, "Is there
anything I can get for you?"
"No, you've given me more than I could have ever asked for. I just
wanted to apologize for killing your baby."
"What? You didn't kill the baby. You just weren't built to carry a
child." Lance soothes.
"No Lance, I'm just so week and all. If I'd have been able to keep
food down then the baby would have been fine. I killed the baby."
"No you didn't Chrissy. You tried to eat. You just couldn't keep
anything down. Please don't do this. You know you didn't kill that
baby."
"Ok, but can you do something for me?"
"Sure, anything."
"Forgive me?"
"Forgive you? For what? For killing the baby? I just…" He trails
off as he looks at the frail body and realizes that no matter what he
says he's not gonna change her mind. "Fine, I forgive you. I don't
hold you responsible for the death of this baby, Chrissy."
"Thank you Lance. You are the most wonderful person I've ever had
the priveledge to meet. I hope you and Justin are happy together."
"What? Me and Justin? Where did you get that idea from?"
"Lance, please. I've seen the way you look at him. I've seen the
way he watches you. You two are so in love, you just haven't
realized it yet. You really should give the man a chance. He'd be
good for you."
"Shhh. You don't need to be talking about this now. You should be
resting. Getting better."
"Lance, you and I both know I'm not getting better. How long did the
doctor tell you I had?"
"He didn't say," Lance said with a tear in his eye.
"Oh. Could you please send JC and Justin in? I really need to talk
to the two of them before I go."
"Ok," Lance walks out. Chrissy closes her eyes.
Lance returns to the lounge, "Jayce, Justin, she wants to talk to
you."
JC and Justin both stand up and follow Lance down the hall, "Why
does she want to talk to us?" Justin asks.
"I don't know, but she's dying and I'm gonna give her whatever I can
right now. She deserves that much."
"Oh, Lance. I'm so sorry." Justin says with tears in his eyes. JC
just watches the two younger men. He reaches out and puts a hand on
Lance's shoulder in support.
The three enter the room together. Chrissy's eyes open slowly at the
sound of the door opening. She smiles weakly, "Come sit by me guys.
I haven't much time left and I have a few things to say." The three
walk over and stand close by the bed, "I know I'm dying so don't even
bother to try and make me feel better about that. I've come to terms
with it and there is nothing anyone can do to change it. JC, I want
you to promise me you'll take care of Lance. He really needs to have
someone watch over him. Making sure he doesn't work too hard."
"Of course I will."
"Justin, all I ask of you is to give him your heart. He'll take good
care of it. Stop trying to hide your love for him and give it to
him. He loves you too."
With those last words and a very weak breath Chrissy smiles at the
three men and then closes her eyes. She slowly takes her final
breaths.
Lance sits in the chair at the side of the bed, laying his head on
the edge of the bed. "Why did she have to die? Why did he take both
of them?"
Justin looks to JC. JC nods his head towards Lance and
whispers, "It's up to you to show him love again Justin. I can't
help him this time." With those words JC walks out of the room to
find the nurse.
Justin walks to Lance and puts a hand on his shoulder, "I don't know
why they both had to die but I'm here if you need me."
Lance looks up to Justin. He stands and wraps his arms around
Justin's narrow waist and just cries. They stand that way until JC
returns with the nurse and a doctor.
The doctor ushers them all out and back down the hall, "There's
nothing more you can do here. Is there somewhere we should send the
body?"
"No, she was from the New York area. Just give me a call in the
morning. I'll contact her parents again and let them know what
happened and we'll have the body taken care of. Thank you for all
your help doctor." JC stated.
The three men enter the room. Dani comes up to JC, "What happened?
How is she?"
JC looks around the room, walks over next to Bobbee and places an arm
around her shoulder, "She didn't make it. She died ten minutes ago."