Fear in my heart pt. 1

(A/N: I wrote this about a time when Isobel is quite ill, and has to be hospitalized for a week. I'm hoping that Ree will write the Jon/Morgan perspective, though she may or may not. xD Not my best work, but I wrote it in class, so forgive me.)

It was a cool night, a grateful released from the heat of the day. Madeline had opened the windows in hers and Jonathan’s room, and opened Isobel and Christian’s a crack, as well. The only room that didn’t have a window opened was baby Jake’s room, for Maddie feared letting him get too chilled, though she had placed a fan in there. It was shortly after midnight, and Jonathan had only recently come to bed- he did enjoy staying up to watch his sci-fi shows. Madeline was currently snuggled against him, with his arm draped over her waist. It was a good night, after a nice relaxing summer day, she was enjoying the equally relaxing summer night.

She was just drifting off to sleep, when little hands appeared on her side of the bed, and a little one tried to clambor up onto the bed. Sleepily, Madeline reached over, pulling her child up next to her.
“What is it, sweetheart?”
The child shook her head.
“Mama, I’m hot.”

Madeline smiled, and patted her child’s back.
“Alright, Mama will come open the window.” Madeline touched her daughter’s head, and was stunned by just how hot the little girl was. Suddenly she realized that she could feel the fever through Isobel’s nightgown. Bolting upright, Madeline slid out of bed, picking her child up, as Isobel lost consciousness in her mother’s arms. Looking over her shoulder, Madeline realized that her husband was now awake- probably from her abrupt movements.
“Jon? Can you call Morgan- Izzy’s sick…her fever is way too high.” She waited until her sleepy spouse had nodded and reached for the nearest phone to call Isobel’s father.

Settling Isobel on the couch, and opening all of the windows Maddie returned to check her daughter’s temperature. The number terrified Madeline. She could hear Jonathan in the Children’s bedrooms, checking both the three year old Christian, and the infant Jake. In that moment, Madeline decided to take her daughter to the hospital. A quick call to Julienne, and Maddie knew that the far more experienced woman was on her way, ready to keep an eye on the other two children, so that Madeline could go, and Jon could support her. Maddie knew that she needed him there- even if Morgan would probably come too.

Another call to Morgan, to let him know that they were taking Isobel to the hospital, and Madeline and Jonathan were in the car- Jon driving, and Maddie seated in the backseat with her prone child. It was a long and torturous ride, Maddie wanting desperately to know that her little girl would be okay.

Upon arriving at the hospital, Isobel was whisked from Madeline’s arms, and she was told that they would let her know when they had news. Sinking into a seat, Madeline placed her hand over her mouth, fear in her pale face. Jonathan’s arm slipped around her shoulders, and she turned into his body. She wasn’t sure how long she’d been waiting before Morgan arrived, his hand on her back, and stroking her hair. She might have been terrified, and uncertain, but at least she didn’t have to deal with it alone.