𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙠𝙞𝙙𝙨 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙖𝙡𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩!

1.2

four months later...
just as everything seemed so perfect things began to fall apart.

"come on boys! we're gonna miss our reservations!" jonah shouted.

"what's a reservation?" zach asked.

"it's like a how dad calls the salon before you get your hair. it lets the restaurant know your coming." jack explains.

jonah and corbyn were so proud of all three boys.

daniel had a solo opening night of his recital. he was also maintaining his grades and living a normal life.

jack had finished speech and was now reading at a fifth grade level.

zach was becoming more independent and doing things for himself.

"ohh, makes sense." zach said causing corbyn to chuckle.

"dani!!! come on we're starving!" jack yelled.

daniel came downstairs shortly.

he was pale, sweaty and dizzy.

corbyn and jonah's faces softens at the sight of their eldest.

"are you okay baby?" jonah asked putting a hand over daniel's head.

"yes i'm fine." daniel says pushing his body's warnings aside.

"wait i need a picture!" corbyn said as his boys rolled their eyes.

they stood up in tallest to shortest, flashing their biggest smiles.

"okay one more!" corbyn said.

"dad!" zach and jack shouts.

"come on honey, we'll take more at the restaurant." jonah says. "okay, shoes on and out the door."

jack and zach were already racing out to the car.

"boys slow down!" corbyn laughed.

jonah was waiting on daniel he had noticed the boy's odd behavior but he figured daniel was tired.

but his son wasn't tired...

𝙟𝙤𝙣𝙖𝙝...

there was a pit in my stomach. daniel was acting strange, he wasn't telling his brothers to 'shut up' or saying anything at all for that moment.

i turned away for a second, and daniel was gripping on to me for dear life as he fell. his eyes now shut.

"daniel?!" i shouted in horror, as i caught him in my arms.

"jo?!" corbyn yelled. "my god," he said seeing the scene.

my brain felt like mush, back and forth between father and doctor.

i looked for a pulse, not finding one.

his heart stopped.

"corbyn call an ambulance." i instructed as he did.

"what's happened?" he asked.

"his heart stopped." i said aloud, as panic rose in corbyn's voice with the operator.

this can't be happening.

cpr jonah!

i started with the chest compressions and then the rescue breaths repeating the steps over and over.

"come on daniel!" i whisper.

please daniel please

"come on daniel! i'm not losing you!" I yelled, getting ready to began recuse breaths again.

"jonah stop! he's breathing!" corbyn shouts.

his chest was slowly rising up and down again.

"oh thank god." i praised.

"dad?" jack called.

"jack, sweet boy, i need you to stay with zach in the car, okay?" corbyn said blocking his view.

"okay." he said walking from the door.

two minutes later and ambulance pulls into our driveway. paramedics come in and load daniel on to a stretcher.

"you go, i'll drop them to ashley's and meet you there." corbyn said as i nodded.

i climbed into the ambulance with a paramedic named chelsea. she kept a oxygen mask over a his face and she checked for dilation in his eyes. she started an i.v and reassured me everything would be fine.

"is this your son?" she questioned.

"yeah, my husband and i were gonna adopt him and his brothers today." I said tearing up.

"what's his name?" she asked.

"daniel." i answered.

"okay daniel, your dad is holding your hand. if you can hear me squeeze your dad's hand."

it was small but i felt a squeeze.

"good job baby." i cooed.

"can you open your eyes for me and your dad, please?" she asked.

his eyes flutter open but instantly close at the over headlights.

"come on dani, keep open for me." i said as he did so, looking at me.

"there's those beautiful eyes," i say smiling sadly.

"can i get a eta?" chelsea said to the other emt.

"two minutes." he called out.

i rub my fingers over his knuckles slowly, watching him try to figure things out.

we get out the ambulance as countless doctors and nurses assess daniel. he still held my hand and wouldn't let me leave his side.

"daniel seavey, 15 year old male, suffered cardiac arrest, cpr was performed by his father, he is responsive and alert." the emt yelled to the staff.

"i someone to page dr. hays, a ecg—"

then his hand goes limp and the heart monitor starts beeping quickly.

a long beep is heard.