Chapter
15
Brian and Nick
arrived at the hospital in record time. Nick dropped Brian off at the emergency
entrance and went to park the car. Brian ran inside.
He tried to
stay calm as he walked over to the receptionist's desk.
"Excuse
me, ma'am," he said quickly. "Did some paramedics just bring a little
girl in here?"
"Yes,
they did," the receptionist replied.
"Where
did they take her?" Brian asked.
"They
took her to one of the rooms down the hall, but you can't go back there now.
You need to go take a seat in the waiting room," the receptionist told
him. Brian sighed.
"Okay,
thanks," Brian said. He wandered into the waiting room and took a seat. He
shifted nervously and glanced at the clock every few seconds.
Nick came in a
few minutes later. He had his cell phone with him.
"Do you
think we should call Morgan's parents?" he asked.
"Oh
yeah," Brian said. "I forgot about that."
Nick could see
that Brian was worried sick. "I'll do it," he told Brian. "Just
give me the number." Brian dug around in his pocket, looking for the piece
of paper Dave had written his cell phone number on. He finally found it and
handed it to Nick.
Nick dialed
the number and waited. Finally, a man answered.
"Hello?"
the man said.
"Uh…hi,
Dave?" Nick asked.
"This is
he," Dave said.
"Hi,
Dave, this is Nick Carter," Nick said.
"Well,
I've got all the Backstreet Boys calling me now," Dave said, chuckling.
Nick didn't
laugh. "Dave, I've got some bad news," he said, swallowing hard. Dave
stopped laughing when he heard the serious tone of Nick's voice.
"What's
wrong?" he asked, an icy feeling forming in the bottom of his stomach.
"Morgan
got sick on the boat. We took her to the hospital, but we don't know what's
wrong with her yet," Nick explained.
"Which
hospital?" Dave asked.
"Tampa
General," Nick replied.
"All
right, we'll be there as soon as we can," Dave said. "Thanks for
calling."
"No
problem. See you soon," Nick said, hitting the end button on his cell
phone. He turned to Brian. "Dave said they'll be here as soon as they
can," he told him.
Brian nodded
absently. He was busy biting his nails and glancing up at the clock.
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