Cloned

Chapter 2

When I reached the hospital I was shaking all over. The worst scenarios playing over and over again in my head. The twins had broken their arms and Emily wouldn't know how to cope. The house had burned down and they were all badly burnt and needed a place to stay.

It turns out the reality was so much worse. As I dashed through into reception I asked the old lady manning the desk. "Brown-worth?" I managed to stutter out. She seemed to take an age to type it into her computer and her forehead disappeared into a sea of wrinkles before she said " trauma 1"

"Trauma 1" that was where they did the most serious emergencies. It was defiantly less broken arm and more the House has burnt down. I ran through the corridors until I reached trauma 1. Through the door I could see Emily with her head in her hands and a small lump on the trauma tale. I rushed into the room.

"Hannah" Emily's voice was frail and her eyes were red. On the trauma table was Charlotte her eyes closed and a small beep every second. Emily was holding Charlotte's hand.

"What h-h-happened?"

"We were driving home from school. A car crashed into us and Charlotte hit her head hard on the side of the car. James is fine only got a cut to come out of it. Char" the rest of it dissolved onto sobs and hiccups.

"Miss Hannah and Mrs brown-worth?"A strong voice of a nurse came over to me. " she isn't responding to any signs. We are very sorry to have to tell you this but she is brain dead. We will give you a few minutes but we must ask you this. Can she donate any organs? We completely understand if you don't want to do this." The head nurse turned around and left the room. Emily only clutched charlottes hand tighter.

"I can't do this. I have only had her for 7 years. I don't want to let go..." She hiccuped. Despite all that was going on my mind switched to science and my conversation with Liv earlier. ..."parents who are grieving..." And I couldn't help but wonder if we could do something but it was completely against the law.

"I know sis, but James is still here, he needs you as much as you need Charlotte." I said pulling James over to me.

"Mummy, look, I have stitches all over my face." Said the bright voice of an 7 year old. A memory of James telling me that he had always wanted to go to a hospital and see what it was like ever since he was 6 and a friend had to go and get stitches. Hannah didn't even look at him. She was too busy holding onto Charlotte's hand.

"What are you going to tell the nurse?" I asked, dreading her answer.  

"Couldn't you, you know, make her come back?" A complete change of subject.

"No, her body is fine but the part that makes Charlotte, Charlotte has already gone" I said the tears now leaking down other of our faces.

"Is Charlotte dead mummy? " said James looking up at Emily. His eyes were round and disbelieving.

"Yes" breathed Emily.

"No! No! She can't be! I don't want her to go!" Said James his eyes scrunching up and the tears starting to fall down his face. Emily pulled him closer and started to cry. My mind drifted towards what she said. Can you make her come back? I knew that she couldn't but hadn't I spoken with Liv just a few hours earlier. I knew that Emily had had massive trouble conceiving and that she had stopped menstruating young. Now as a divrocee she didn't have a chance. I thought about all the embryos earlier. Wasn't just implanting an embryos the same as IVF? Couldn't we take part of Charlotte and implant it in Emily? Then she could technically have Charlotte back...