I drove down to the hospital as fast as I could. My heart was pounding and my head was spinning.
I pulled into the parking lot and rushed inside.
I got up to the front desk and asked for John.
"He's on the 4th floor room 164."
"Thank you!"
I got into the elevator and closed my eyes.
'John oh my god is he ok?'
"What if he isn't here to help raise his baby!'
The elevator doors opened and I got out and walked down the hall. I looked at the little numbers on all the doors and got to room 164.
I hesitated to open the door and quietly opened it.
There sat Richard George and Paul. All quietly mumbling to each other. They had to put off their trip to Hamburg since John had his accident.
"Hey love how are you?" Paul said sympathetically.
"Honestly I'm not doing that great."
"He will be fine John's a fighter."
"Yeah."
I took a seat next to John and held his hand. I looked at his face that looked pale and lifeless.
Tears burned in my eyes and riled down my cheeks.
After a few minutes George went down to the cafeteria to get some tea for all of us. Paul and Ritchie went out side to smoke. I was left alone with John.
"John please wake up soon. Before the baby is born? Please darling I miss you."
I squeezed my hand and shut my eyes quietly crying.
That's when my heart skipped a beat. A wave of hope went through my body.
He squeezed his hand back.
