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again.  Come to Summit Memorial Hospital as soon as you can. I don’t know what is happening yet, they are doing transfusions every hour right now and running a whole fuck load of tests.”  
     
    “I’m coming now, don’t worry.  I’ll be there in fifteen minutes, okay?
     
    “Hurry, Logan.”  
     
    The line went dead and Logan looked at Dylan who had heard everything.  His eyes were wide and the fear on his face matched Logan’s.  
    “Well, what are you waiting for? Go to Summit.  Now!”  Dylan said as he saw Logan contemplating what to do.  
    “You sure you want to come with me?”  Logan said, pushing his phone into his pocket.  
    “Drive.” Dylan said firmly.

CHAPTER NINE
     
     
     
    “Fuck me, every damn hallway looks the same.”  Logan rubbed his hand over his brow, attempting to calm himself.
    “All hospitals are like that, man.  Let’s just find the nurse’s station and ask them.  There is usually one on each floor, isn’t there?”  Dylan pointed back toward the direction they had just come from.  Logan nodded and followed his friend, his mind was still whirling from the phone call with his father.
    “Look, there it is!” Dylan headed straight toward a nurse’s station after a few more hallways and turns.  
    “Laura Clay.  I’m trying to find the room of Laura Clay? Do you know where I am supposed to go?” Logan’s words spilled out so fast that they almost ran together.  
    “Uh, let me take a look.”  The nurse looked at him curiously and then sat down in front of a computer and typed a few words in.  
    “Room 207, hun.  That’s right down this hallway and to the left.”  The nurse told him after two minutes of Logan tapping his thumbs on the counter and shifting weight from one leg to the other.  
    “Thank you!” Logan shouted back at her, already halfway down the hallway with Dylan close at his heels. Both men came to a screeching halt in front of Laura’s room and stared at the curtain pulled across the door.  Logan looked at Dylan and Dylan just nodded and gestured to the room, encouraging him to go in while he waited outside. Logan nodded, taking a deep breath, and pulled aside the curtain just enough to slip through.  
    “Son.”  Mickey nodded toward him and put his index finger to his mouth, indicating for Logan to stay quiet.  His mother was in the hospital bed, sleeping.  She was much paler than when he has last seen her before she went to bed last night and her hair was pulled back tightly into a braid.  There were tubes and needles in both of her arms hooked up to large dialysis machines that had beeping electronic screens, and two circular pathways of tubing in the middle where the blood was moved through.  She had other types of monitoring patches and clips on her finger and chest as well as a nasal tube pushing oxygen into her lungs.  
    Laura had had quite a few hospital visits since the accident but this was by far the worst she had ever looked. Her kidney had been damaged in the accident and now her remaining kidney was weakening, so she had been on dialysis twice a week for over a year now. Logan felt his breath catch as the flicker of images from that first night in the hospital flashed through his mind.  He had been so afraid that he was going to lose his mother and he was only five years old.  Now here he was, a grown man in every sense of the word, still just as afraid.  
    “What happened?”  Logan whispered to his father, stepping up next him, shoulder to shoulder.  
    “Her good kidney is failing.  She passed out and I couldn’t wake her so I rushed her here.”  Mickey sighed and shook his head.
    “I’ve taken her to dialysis twice a week for over a year and they said that would help, but look.”  He gestured to the hospital bed and hung his head in defeat.  Logan put his hand on his father’s shoulder, probably one of the most affectionate gestures the two men had ever shared.  
    “Did the doctors give