Not A TV Life...

Chapter Three

I paced up and down the floors, waiting for my family. The doctor's had kicked me out because they needed to get the bullet out of Jesse. I begged to stay, but I had to leave.

"Becky!"

I turned around to see the Tanners, Joey, Nicky, and Alex. I hugged all of them.

"Are you okay, Becky? How's Jesse?" Danny asked.

"They're taking the bullet out of him now. I think he's gonna be okay.. As for me, I'm freaking out over here!"

"How'd Uncle Jesse get shot?" Stephanie wondered.

"Well... The guy who shot Jesse was originally gonna shot me. Jesse, from outta nowehre, pushed me away and took the bullet. Thankfully, it went in his shoulder, and not in his heart or head or anything fatal like that." How could I be this calm?! I was literally freaking out!

"Is he gonna be okay?" Little Michelle looked up at me.

I nodded as I bit my lip; I could feel the tears coming back. "Yeah." I was barely audible. "Yeah... he's gonna be okay." I sat down and wrung my hands together. "What happened to our TV life?"

"Mommy," Alex climbed on the chair next to me, as did Nicky on the other side. "What's wrong with Daddy?"

I sighed. They were too little to understand. "You know those bad guys on the cartoons you watch with Joey?"

They nodded.

"Remember that little guy with the two guns and long orange mustache?"

"Yes, he's funny."

"And how the characters only get their tushies singed? well, it's not like that. Someone really did-" my voice cracked and I stared at the floor, desperately trying to hold back tears.

Stephanie took over for me. "Someone really did hurt your daddy. He's gonna need a lot of looking after."

"is Daddy gonna be okay?" Nicky wondered.

"He'll be fine. But you gotta promise Aunt Becky you'll look after him, okay?"

"We promise." They hugged me and a few tears slid  down my cheeks.

I got up and hugged Danny. Good thing he was the King of Hugs. I started to cry in his surprisingly strong arms.

" 'Little guy with the two guns and long orange mustache'.... That's Yosemite Sam!" Joey had his arms crossed.

I turned around. "I don't care if he's Yellowstone Mike! My husband's in there... cause some- somebody... shot him! And all you can think about is cartoons?!" If i was crying before, I was bawling now. Danny hugged me again.

"I'm sorry, Becky." Joey apologized. "I was just trying to make you feel better."

I turned around and faced him. "I'm sorry, Joey. I didn't mean it. It's just that--- I'm so scared!" I hugged him this time.

"I came as fast as I could! What happened? Is Uncle Jesse okay?" DJ juggled her coat and over-sized purse.

I turned around. "DJ? You haven't been here?" I wiped my tears as she looked at me funny.

"What happened? Is he okay?"

Danny told her the whole story.

"Oh mylanta! Are you okay, Aunt Becky?"

"Huh? Physically, I'm fine. I'm actually kinda freaking out over here!" I laughed nervously.

We waited in silence.. everyone except me. I kept crying and crying and crying. Even though I knew Jesse was gonna survive, a huge part of me screamed, "You fool! Don't you know? He's as good as dead! Stop kidding yourself!" And I kept listening to that voice.