Fields of Heaven
Hannah jumped on the sofa and slipped through the channels until she found the one she wanted. As she waited for her program to start, she turned off the small lamp next to her, put the remote on the coffee table and picked up her bowl of Sugar Puffs, and snuggled into the massive blanket she brought down only minutes earlier. Just as she finished getting ready, and with her mouth full of her favourite cereal, her program started to play.
Hannah watched the TV with wonder in her eyes, eager to see how this weeks storyline was going to unfold. When the opening credits came on and the theme song to CSI: New York blasted from her TV, her phone started to ring from the kitchen. "I give up," she sighed and cursed as she turned on the lamp and untangled herself from the blanket.
Who could be phoning her right now? It's a Tuesday night, and they all know what happens on a Tuesday night. Why do that always do that to her? She hated whoever it was right then. "Someone better be dead, other wise someone is going to die." She said, answering the call.
On the other end, all Hannah heard was the crying of her best friend. "Han...Han, it's....it's Andy." Linda said, getting out whatever she could between sobs.
"Linda, what's wrong?" Hannah said, worry taking hold of her as she gripped her phone tighter against her ear, her heart beating harder in her chest as she waited for her friend's reply. CSI forgotten for the time being.
"Andy's been rushed to hospital, Hannah. It doesn't look good." Linda finally got out minutes later. Linda said something else but Hannah didn't hear her, all she could hear was Linda's words playing around in her head. Andy's in hospital... It doesn't look good.
"I'm on my way." Hannah heard herself saying as she ended the call, grabbed her car keys and headed out the door, running in the rain to her car.
She arrived at the hospital ten minutes later, her heart beating, her hands shaking and her head pounding. She ran through the hallways of the hospital, her insides twisting and hurting with each passing second . Finally after what felt like years she spotted Linda sitting on a red plastic chair. Hannah stopped and just looked at her best friend. She looked helpless, hopeless. With her head in her hands, breathing softly. Hannah had never seen Linda like that.
Linda lifted her head when Hannah called her name softly. A small, sad, smile coming to her face as she stood up and looked at Hannah. Her face was red and her eyes were puffy from crying. Hannah had stopped herself from crying, wishing that Andy was okay but now seeing Linda's face, she couldn't stop them.
"Come here," Linda said, opening her arms. Hannah ran into her best friend's arms and let the tears ripped from her. They poured out of her as her heart broke into a million tiny pieces. "Shh," she soothed, rubbing Hannah's back.
A few minutes later they broke away, Hannah rubbing at her tears as Linda walks her over to the row of plastic chairs. "Have they.." She cleared her throat then tried again. "Have the doctors said anything?"
Linda shook her head.
"Do you know what happened?" It was hard for her to say they words but she managed to get then past her lips.
"All they said was he was in a car crash with another car. The other car had five people in it, meaning six people in total. One has died, one has a broken arm and leg, two are in intensive care, one has a few broken bones and the last person got out with nothing more then a few cuts."
"Oh, God." Hannah said, not able to say a nothing else. She fell into Linda again and just cried. Her heart was broken, she knew it would never be whole again. What if Andy dies She kept asking herself. She had no idea what she would do if he died.
It was three hours before someone came to talk to Hannah. "Miss Donville?" A male doctor said standing in front of Hannah and Linda, a clipboard in his hands.
"Yes, that's me." Hannah said, standing up and offering her hand out to the doctor.
"I'm Doctor William James, I have been tending to your fiancée." He said, taking Hannah's hand and shaking.
"Is he going to be okay?" Linda came up behind her and placed her hand on her shoulder, giving her a little support in this hard time.
Doctor James gave Hannah a little smile and said sadly, "it is too early to say at the moment. Mr Kelly suffered a bad hairline fracture when he hit his head. He has multiple broken bones, internal bleeding. We are going to take him down to surgery."
All Hannah could do was nod her head.
"Will the surgery help Andy?" Linda asked.
Doctor James sighed. "We're not sure as of yet. Only time will tell. Excuse me." He nodded his head, shook their hands then walked away.
Once he was gone Hannah turned to Linda. "He's going to be okay." Linda said, taking the crying Hannah to her arms and hugging her tight.
"You can see him now." A nurse said, shaking Hannah's shoulder.
"Thank you." She gave the nurse a smile as she left the small room she and Linda was given not long after they wheeled Andy down to surgery.
Hannah looked over at the sleeping Linda: she was sitting up, her head thrown back, her mouth open as she snored lightly. There was a thin hospital blanket thrown over her and a thin white pillow under her head. If it wasn't for the red tear marks and the puffiness to her face, she would look almost peaceful.
Hannah gave a little sad smile, her heart swelling with hurt, then stood up. She must have stood up too fast because she become dizzy and she felt sick. She fell back onto the chair she had been sleeping on, put her head between her knees and breathed through it. Once it was gone, she looked up. The nurse was kneeling in front of her, a worried look on her face. "Vertigo, I have been suffering with it for years."
The nurse nodded. "Come on, I will take you to Andrew's room." Hanna nodded and left the small room and followed the nurse down to Andy's room.
"Did the sugary help?" Hannah asked, wishing to know the answer she had been asking herself for the past two hours while Andy was in theatre.
"It is still early to tell but the internal bleeding has stopped as far as I know by looking at his chart. But you will have to ask doctor Williams for more details." She answered, easing the panic inside of Hannah a little.
Since the bleeding has stopped then maybe he will pull through, she kept telling herself.
The nurse opened the door to Andy's room and smiled at Hannah. "Don't stay too long." She warned then left. As she walked away, Hannah couldn't help but notice the nurse walked with a waddle.
Hannah waited until the nurse was out of sight before she turned to the room. She took a deep breath, preparing herself for what lay in the darkness of the room. She flicked on the light, a sob left her, her heart broke all over again as she saw Andy laying on the bed.
She slowly walked over to the bed, taking him in with her eyes. His face was covered in small cuts and bruises, tubes and wires were everywhere, he had a cast on both of his legs and his right arm, there was a brace around his ribs and his head was covered in tinted red bandages.
She sat on the chair next to the bed, thankful Andy was sleeping so he wouldn't see her reaction to him. She placed her hand in his, his skin was cold and so pale, she was careful of the tubes. "Oh, Andy." She sobbed. "Look at you. What on earth was you doing?"
She got up from the chair and got onto the bed next to him, she placed her head on his chest, her arm thrown over him as if she was hugging him, and closed her eyes.
When Hannah opened her eyes again, she was standing in the most beautiful garden she had ever seen. There were wide flowers growing like a carpet on the healthy green grass. Massive green bushes and tall trees were everywhere. She looked around, to transfixed to notice Andy standing right behind her.
"Hannah?" He asked, not sure as to what she was doing here his voice was a shaky.
"Andy," she breathed, running into his arms. It felt really great to have his arms around her once more. "I've missed you." She breathed, taking in his rich sent while she could.
"I don't understand, what are you doing here, Hannah?" Andy said, pushing Hannah away so he could look at her.
Hannah tried to hide the pain that shot through her but Andy still saw it shine in her eyes. She could hide it from almost everyone but Andy always saw it. She could never hide how she truly felt around Andy.
"Oh baby. I didn't mean it that way." he said, taking her back into his arms and kissing the top of her head. Shivers ran through Hannah as she sighed and smiled happily. "I have missed you liked you wouldn't believe."
They stood like that, happy to be in each others arms, for an hour, either of them saying anything. Just standing in the middle of the fabulous garden, hugging. Finally, they broke away and sat on the warm grass, heated by the red sun in the pale blue sky.
Hannah turned to Andy, a smile on her lips and her face alight. "What is this place? It is so peaceful."
"The Fields of Heaven," Andy said. He saw the 'The What' look on her face so he said, "The Fields of Heaven, its like a Limbo. Its where you go when you're brain is dead but you're body is still fighting to stay alive.
Hannah turned away, suddenly hurting over being reminded that Andy was in the hospital, fighting for his life. "But you're not brain dead, Andy. They would have told me."
"They would have, yes. If they knew."
"What, I don't understand. Of course they would know, they're Doctors." she was angry now. Angry at Andy for saying that but more so at the Doctors for not knowing.
She didn't realised she was crying until Andy wiped her tears away for her. He took her face in his hands and kissed her, making her breathless like he always did when he kissed her.
"So you're not coming back?" she asked once they broke away.. It pained her to ask it, it killed her even, but she knew she needed to know the answer, she had to know the answer.
Andy shook his head. "I don't think so, Annie. No one ever recovers from a dead brain."
"Well, I want to stay here with you then. I can't carry on living without you, Andy. I can't." She said. She knew she would break down if she had to live without the man she had loved for five years, the man she was going to marry in a month.
"Annie, you have to go back. You're not dead. Plus someone has to watch out for Linda and my mom. They won't be able to cope." He wanted her to stay there with him more then anything but someone on earth needed her more then he did. But he couldn't tell her that. She could find out soon enough.
Hannah nodded, hugging and kissing Andy as much as she could.
"Hannah, you need to go back now, if not now you will be trapped here forever. You will be stuck in Limbo." Hannah, not waiting to go back, carried on hugging Andy. After another second he pulled her away. "I love you, Hannah."
"I love you, too." they canoodled one last time. "I'm going to miss you, Andy."
"I will miss you, too." He gave her a kiss on her lips.
When Hannah opened her eyes, she was lying next to Andy, her head still on his chest and her arm still over him. She listened to the beeping of the heart machine beeping with tears running down her face. After three more deeps the sound held, telling everyone Andy has passed away.