Princess Meets World

Val Meets Dreams

I don't own Girl Meets World!!!

TRIGGER WARNING
This chapter deals with Val getting sick again, she is in the hospital and they discuss putting her on a ventilator. I don't get too into the medical cause I don't know shit about it, but if any of this upsets you don't read this chapter.

Val had a fever. She was huddled in her bed under a mountain of blankets but still shivering as her mother checked her temperature.

"Cory, get the car ready." Topanga's voice didn't shake as she started issuing instructions "Riley, help me get your sister downstairs."

Riley chewed anxiously on her lip. Val hadn't been sick like this in so long, she couldn't stop thinking about the worst case scenario. Was this how Val felt all the time? Imagining everything going wrong?

"What's her temp?" Their father asked "Topanga, what's her temperature?"

"Almost 102. Go start the car."

Val couldn't die. Riley hadn't made things right between them yet. She hadn't earned her sister's forgiveness, there was so much she wanted to say to her.

"Riley, help me." Topanga was all business as she started struggling to get her eldest daughter out of bed.

"Mmmph...nooo." Val mumbled nonsensically.

"Yes, honey, come on." Topanga coaxed "We need to get you to the ER. Riley, let's go!"

Auggie was watching from the doorway, he hadn't been around the first time his big sister had gotten sick and he couldn't remember her ever being this bad before. Riley had finally moved and was helping Val into a sweater while her mother slipped shoes on her feet. The oldest Matthew's child's lungs were rattling with every breath and she shook like a leaf as her mother and sister half carried her down the stairs.

Cory helped his wife bundle Val into the car before he turned back to his younger two "Riley, can you watch Auggie for a few hours?"

"I wanna go with Vallie!"

"No, buddy, you can't." Cory shook his head "You need to stay here. Riley, can you watch him or should I call a babysitter?"

"I don't need a babysitter." Riley huffed "I can watch him."

"I'll call you as soon as we have news." Quickly, their father caught them in a hug "Auggie, why don't you put together a bag for Val? Mom or I can come pick it up later, you can put in all her favorite things."

Auggie sniffed "Is Vallie gonna be okay? She's gonna be okay, right, Daddy?"

"I hope so, kiddo. I really hope so."

The world was fuzzy, Val was uncomfortably warm, and her parents sounded panicked as they drove towards the hospital.

"We should have called an ambulance."

"We're ten minutes from the nearest ER, it's fine."

"An ambulance could have gotten her there in five."

"It was just a cold, Cory. How did this happen? How did we not notice how sick she was before?"

"You couldn't have known, she hasn't been taken down by a cold like this in years. There was no way you could know."

"I'm her mother."

The argument faded out as Val let her eyes drift shut, leaning her hot forehead against the window. Normally she might try to interrupt, insist that she was fine and her parents shouldn't worry about her. But she was just...so tired.

***

Val's eyes fluttered open "Where am I?"

She was in what appeared to be an old farm house, laying on a small bed staring up at the slanted ceiling. Stranger still was her appearance, she spotted a mirror in the corner and curled her lip at the pigtail braids and blue gingham dress.