You Look, But You Don't See

[KaitieL]

Jack opened his eyes again. He looked around and found both his father and Martha asleep next to him. He smiled. He tried to move but he couldn't. He still didn't feel anything. It was a weird feeling. He saw a nurse come in and asker her if he was alright. She didn't answer him. It was weird. Almost as if something was wrong with im and nobody would tell him. It was a weird kind of feeling.

Jack can't be dead?! Please don't make him die.

I'm reading, I only just found this fic.

More please (but just don't kill Jack off)

[pamy]

Ok. I think I'll continue. Thanks. I'll try to update tomorow.

[katie343]

Yes please continue!!

Can't wait for more!!

xx

[pamy]

I knew I said I'd updated sooner but I had some problems. My little sister had an accident and was in the hospital. She's fine now so I can go on.

Chapter 39 : the other driver

She looked at Jack who was sleeping peacefully. Or so it seemed. She closed her eyes and tried to rest to. She couldn't. Everytime she closed her eyes she saw flashes. But not of the accident. No. She kept seeing her parents. She couldn't believe this had actually happened. Poor Macca. She could imagine how he had felt when he got the news. At least they had better luck then her parents.

Tony sat next to his son's bed. He was starting to finally calm down. He had panicked. There was no other word for it. Finding out that your son could die was one of his worst fears. Every father would feel the same fear. He was sure of it. But at least his son was ok now. But he still felt that something wasn't right. The doctors and nurses were acting strangely. Maybe he was reading to much in it. He hoped so.

Robbie tried to sit up but failed misarebly. With a scream of pain he fell back down. The scream woke up Tasha who had been sleeping on the couch. 'Hey. You ok?' 'Tried to get up. Bad idea.' 'No you have to stay down. Why would you want to get up?' 'Want to be closer to you?' He looked at her with puppy eyes. 'So just ask. I'll get closer to you.' And without a moment's pause she lied down next to him. 'You sure you ok?' 'Yeah I always wanted to know what it felt like to hit a tree. It hurts. Wouldn't recomend it do anyone.' She couldn't help it. She lauged. They laughed. And the sound of their laughter made them feel like everything was going to be alright.

Kim looked at the ceiling. He knew that Carla was still sitting nex to him but he didn't feel like talking. He didn't even know what had happened. How did they get in an accident? Maybe he should just go and see Jack. He wanted to see his best friend. But he was afraid. Afraid that he didn't want to speak to him. Afraid of losing again. Not that he didn't deserve it. He wondered why Carla hung around with him. He really wasn't worthed.

Carla looked at Kim. She knew he was worried about Jack. She wanted to get up and go and find something out. But she was afraid. Afraid that he would take it wrong. Afraid he would hurt her again. Her mind was raising. She was trying to recall when she had fallen in love with him. She couldn't say. She had never been in love with the jerk. She smiled. She knew when it had been. It had been in the buss on their way to their trip. The day he gave her her jacket. That's when the feelings had started.

Jack sat in the car. He was all alone. He could see Martha very far away. But it didn't matter. He could feel the hate of the flames around him. He tried to move but he couldn't. Everything hurted. The car started to spin. He tried to move but he still couldn't. His legs wouldn't listen to him. Not one part of his body would. The flames closed around him. He screamed for help...

Jack woke up from the nightmare. He looked around. For a second he didn't know where he was. Then everything came back to him. Everything. He tried to move but he still couldn't. Couldn't feel anyting either. He tried to calm himself down. It's just because of the medicines. It's because you were in a coma. Calm down. He looked around again. Martha was lying down on a couch. Sleeping. His father was sleeping in a chair. He was baiting in sweat. He took a deep breath. It was a nightmare he reasured himself. You're overeacting. Closing his eyes he drifted of to sleep.

Macca walked into the room. He looked around. Everyone was sleeping. He tried to make no noice. Pulling up a chair he sat down next to his little sister. He knew it was tupid. He knew it was crazy. But he felt that if he wasn't close to her he would lose her. That if he lost her for just one second he would lose her; She would get hurt again. He was tired. But he couldn't sleep. Not now. He would sleep when there were other people to look after Martha. When there was someone else.

Marhta woke up. She looked around the room and saw her brother sitting next to her. She smiled. But he didn't see her. He was watching something outside the room. She sat up. Her leg still hurted. But there was something wrong. Something very wrong. He seemed very worried. There was something out there. Slowely she got up. She heard voices going on outside. Jack and Tony woke up to. Mainly when Macca screamed in rage.

Macca got up fromt he chair and walked to the door. Something was going on out there. The first thing he heard was nurses running trough each other. Maybe another accident had happened. He hoped not. Then he heard one of the nurses talk. Not another accident. Another victem. The driver of the other car, the one that had driven his little sister of the road, had driven into another car. A parked car luckely. And now he was in this hospital.

He looked around for him. He wanted to know who it was. He wanted to know who had endangered his little sisters life. But when he saw him he almost wished he didn't know. Memories flashed trough his head. His hearth broke in a million pieces. It couldn't be. He couldn't help himself. Anger rose inside him and took over. He wans't thinking clearly in fact he wasn't thinking at all. He hear himself scream and he ran towards the other driver.

Carla and Kim looked up when they heard people walking around. Something was going on. 'What's going on?' 'I don't know. I'll go look. Stay here.' Kim laughed. 'As if I could really go somewhere.' Carla smiled. His hearth jumped up. She had a beautiful smile. She was beautiful. And always nice to him. How come he never noticed this before? Easy answer. He was a jerk. He didn't see anything. But now he did. He saw everything. But it was to late.

Martha grabbed her crutches and went as fast after her big brother as she could. Luckily Tony was faster. It took him a while and a lot of strenth but he maniged to get Macca away from the other driver. Carla ran to the security guard and quicly tried to explain what was going on. Understanding the doctors moved the other driver to another floor.

Tony dragged Macca back into Jack's room. Martha closed the door and looked at Macca without understanding. 'What's going on with you?' Macca took a deep breath trying to calm himself down. 'It was the other driver Martha.' Jack tried to get up but he couldn't. Tony needed to use all his strenth to stop himself from going out there himself. How could they even think of brining that men inside the same hospital his boy was in? How could they.

Martha froze where she was standing. She thought her hearth was going to stop beating. The other driver. The one who drove them off the road. Here close to them. She had never wanted to kill somebody. Maybe the one who killed her parents. But she didn't understand. Her brother's rage had disapeared and had turned into pain. He was crying. And he kept whispering.

'It's the other driver Martha. It's the other driver.'

Thanks for the reviews. Glad you all like it.

[Barbara]

I knew I said I'd updated sooner but I had some problems. My little sister had an accident and was in the hospital. She's fine now so I can go on.

Don't apologize. Your sister's condition is much more important. I'm glad she's fine now.

I'm glad everyone is alive even if they are still hurting.

Luckily, Tony was there to stop Macca.

Do we know the other driver?

More please.

[martha-jack]

this is great, good job everyone is ok though. update soon please.

[pamy]

Chapter 40 : Bad news

'It's the other driver, Martha. The other driver.'

She didn't understand. What was so important about the other driver. Sure she didn't like him being in the same hospital but still. There was no reason to get this upset about it. She saw her big brother sink down on the chair. Tears rolling down his cheeks. He seemed so broken. She still couldn't believe her big brother could look this broken. She didn't understand. She looked at Tony and Jack. They seemed as lost about Macca's reaction as she was.

'I don't understand. Why are you upset.' He shook his head. 'The other driver.' She looked at him. She still didn't understand. 'Macca. What about him. You know who he is?' 'You never saw him?' 'Who is he?' He shook his head again. 'It's the other driver. Not just the other night. It was the other driver the night mum and dad...He's the one who caused the accident the night mum and dad died.' She felt her hearth break. This was the last thing she had expected.

Jack looked at the scene in front of him. The second he realised what Macca meant he wanted to get up and hold Martha. But he couldn't. He saw Martha fall back on his bed the second she realized herself. 'Come here.' He took her in his arms and held her tight. She cried her eyes out. He let her. He tried to calm her down. But he couldn't. There was nothing he could say or do right now. And he knew it.

Two hours later

Macca was lying on the couch she had lied on earlier. He had fallen asleep a long time ago. Tony had gone home to check up on Lucas and Mattie. He promised Beth he would go. Martha was still lying in Jack's arms. She had fallen asleep. Gently Jack's stroke her hair. HE felt so bad for her. She had cried so much. He held her tight to him. Hopefully she would feel better when she woke up. Hopefully.

Tasha was lying in her bed. She was happy. They were all alrigth. Robbie loved her. She could go home tomorow. She tried to turn around but she couldn't. She was still in pain. Everything was going to be alright from now on. Nothing could go wrong anymore. Rigth?

Robbie stared at the ceiling. He knew he had to stay longer than Tasha. But he didn't really care. He was just glad she was alrigth. He was glad everyone was alright. He knew it sounded strange, but he was even glad that the other driver was alright. Well if he wasn't sure he was insane that was his prove.

Carla looked at Kim as he slept. He looked great when he slept. She was glad he was alright. She should feel great about it. But she didn't. Of course she felt great that he was alright. But it wouldn't change anything. He migth get his friends back but she could never tell him she liked him. There was no way that he would like her. No way he would trust her. No way.

Jack looked at Martha. He was glad that she was sleeping. He tried to move some more but he couldn't. It was as if his body wouldn't listen to him. This was very strange. There was something wrong with him. He just knew it. He couldn't feel anythign either. He hoped it was the drugs he was on. He just hoped it was that.

Martha woke up when she felt Jack move a little. She opened her eyes. She saw the doctor she had seen before. She sat up and smiled at Jack. 'Doctor. What are you doing here?' 'Just coming to check on you. I see you're doing alrigth.' The doctor wanted to walk out of the room right then but Jack wouldn't let him. 'SIr. Is everything alrigth with me.' 'Maybe I should wait untill you're father is here.' 'No. I want to know. Right now.'

'I need you to stay calm. Nothing is sure yet. We could be wrong.' 'Wrong about that.' 'I'm sorry Jack but I have some bad news for you.

[Barbara]

The driver who caused their accident is the one who caused the accident in which Martha's parents died.

Carla should tell Kim she likes him.

What's wrong with Jack?

More please.

[dee83]

hope hes not done 2 much damage in the car accident cause he woz the last out so it might have caused much more damage than 2 the others hope it gud news 4 every1 sake not just jacks

update soon

[pamy]

Chapter 41 : he needs some time

'I'm sorry Jack but we have some bad news.'

Silence. It was so silent in the room you could hear a pencil drop. She looked at the doctor. He seemed nervous about something. It couldn't be that bad could it? Everything was going so good. He loved her. He really did. She saw the doctor take in a deep breath to tell them what was going on. It couldn't be that bad. Could it be?

He saw the doctor take a deep breath. This couldn't be good. He knew it wasn't going to be good. He knew it the second he woke up. He wasn't feeling good. In fact he wasn't feeling anything at all. He took a deep breath. Preparing himself for what was coming. He took Martha's hand in his and told himself to stay calm. Everything would be alright.

'You were severely wounded in the car accident. In fact you were more wounded then anybody else. Apart from the wounds on your head and arms you...when the car hit the ground you hurt your spine...and it wasn't good.' The doctor took a deep breath to calm himself down. 'When the car blew up you wound got worse...' 'Doctor. Sir. What's your point?' 'i'm really sorry to tell you this but it is enterily possible that...There's the possibility that you might never walk again. Like I said just a possibility. It's also possible that whit some time everything will be alright...'

The doctor kept on talking. But he didn't hear anything anymore. No sound came trough anymore. Not walking. Never again. Everything he ever dreamt of, everything he ever wanted to do in his life, it was all gone. He was never going to be able to do anything. This couldn't be happening. Not to him. Not now. Tears welt up in his eyes. Deep breaths. In the distance he could still hear the doctor talking.

She felt her hearth stop. Not literily of course that would be bad. She tried to listen to what the doctor was saying but she couldn't. This couldn't be happening. Not right now. Everything was going good. Why did they have to have the accident? She tried hard to keep herself calm. Moving her hand she tried to grab Jack's. But he moved it away every time she got close. This couldn't be good. But then again it was a lot to take in.

He felt Martha's hand hit his hand. And he moved it. Without thinking. He didn't know what to do else. He kept taking deep breaths. He wanted to be alone. He needed to be alone. He closed his eyes. He needed to think. He needed to get his head around this. He needed some time. He opened his mouth but no sound came out of it. Take a deep breath. Stay calm. 'I'm sorry. Euhm...I think I want to be alone right now. Please.' The doctor nodded softly and left the room.

Martha looked at Jack. She understood. She wanted to be by his side. She wanted to know what he was thinking. She wanted to hold him close to her. But she understood why he wanted to be alone. She tried to grab his hand again, to tell him she would be there if he needed her but he pulled away again. Softly she placed a kiss on hi cheek. Slowely she left the room sinking on a chair in front of the room. This couldn't be happening. This couldn't be happening. Not now.

Tasha felt his strong arms around her. 'How are you feeling Rob?' 'I'm fine. What happened outside?' 'I don't know. I can't go outside either.' 'No. But you talked to Mattie when she was hear ten minutes ago.' 'The other driver was outside.' 'The one who hit us?' 'Yes. But he wasn't just that.' 'Ok. You lost me.' 'It was also the driver that killed Mac's mum and dad.' 'Is she alright?' 'I don't know. I haven't seen her. But Macca almost killed him.' 'I can believe that.' He placed a soft kiss on her hair.

'So when can you leave the hospital?' 'Tomorow. You?' 'Tomorow.' 'Guess we can go home together.' 'Yeah. But we're gonna have to lie down. Because I don't think they will let us move.' 'So do you think that the others can get to home to.' 'Jack might have to stay awhile. And Mac can probably leave today or tomorow.' He took a deep breath. 'And Kim?' 'I don't know. I think he's alright. We should probably try to find out.' 'Did you ever think we would be worried about him?' 'Not really no. But he did save our lifes.' 'Yeah. Would have never bet on that.' She pressed a soft kiss on his lips and cudled up against him. Everything was going to be alirght. It had to be.

Carla closed her eyes for a second. She was tired. She had spend a lot of time in the hospital. She hadn't slept at all. Not that she minded. She liked being close to Kim. Even if she would never tell him she liked him, she liked being close to him. Slowely she felt herself fall alseep. She wanted to stay awake but she couldn't. She felt him take her hand. Open your eyes she told herself. Opening her eyes she saw him smile at her.

He looked at Carla. She looked so peacefull. Her eyes were closed and he couldn't tell if she was sleeping. She should go home. She would be more comfortable at home. Soflty he took her hand. Hoping that if she was already fast asleep he wouldn't wake her up. He saw her open her beautiful eyes and smiled at her.

'You look tired.' 'I am tired.' She sighed. 'You should go home.' 'What. Why? I want to stay here. With you.' 'You're tired.' 'I can sleep here.' 'You'll be more comfortable at home.' 'I want to stay here.' 'Why?' She hesitated. She wanted to stay close to him because she liked him. But she couldn't tell him that. He'd laugh with her. No. The old Kim would laugh with her. But this Kim would not laugh. He would just look at her and tell her he didn't like her. She couldn't take that. Their friendship would be destroyed. 'I don't want you to be here all alone.' 'I'll be fine.' 'I'm staying.' 'Is there a point in arguing with you?' 'No.' 'You're not comfortable on that chair right?' 'Not really no.'

He looked at her. She looked so tired. He wanted to help her. He wanted her close to him. Slowely he moved aside in his bed. Making room for her. 'Lie down.' 'What?' 'You're not leaving. Fine. But I want you to be comfortable. So lie down on the bed.' 'But...' 'No arguing.' Slowely she placed herself close to him. Placing his arms around her he pulled her closer. Maybe he couldn't tell her how he felt but he could have her close to him. She didn't complain. She felt his strong arms around her. And she felt safe. Wanted. Loved.

Jack was still alone in his room. Trying his best to get his head around this. He couldn't. This couldn't be happening to him. He would never walk again. He'd never be normal again. How could anyone love somebody who wasn't normal. Tears appeared in his eyes. How could anyone love him. He was a freak. How could Martha love him. This couldn't be happening. How did this happen. How.

Martha pulled herself together and walked into his room. She saw him lying there. Just staring at the ceiling. This couldn't be easy for him. He didn't even look up when she walked in. She walked (well jumped mor like it) and sat down next to him. 'Hey.' He didn't answer. He just kept staring at the ceiling. 'How are you?' No answer. 'Jack. Say something.' Silence. It started to be a painfull silence. 'Jack. Please.' He kept looking at the ceiling. But he did say something.

'No. I'm not ok. How could I be ok.' 'I don't know.' He looked so broken. She wanted to help him. She wanted to be there for him. She reached out and grabbed his hand. She robbed it softly. Slowely he pulled his hand away. 'Go away.' 'What?' 'I don't want you here.' 'I love you.' 'How can you love me? I'm a freak. I am bad. Just go away Martha.' 'No. I love you.' 'No. You don't. You can't love me.' 'Jack. I want to be here with you. I want to help you.' 'Stop. I don't need your pitty or your compasion.' 'It's not that. I love you. That's why I want to help you.' 'Just get out.' 'Jack.' 'GET OUT! Leave me alone. You don't love me. Get away from me. Now.'

Martha got up. 'Jack...' She wanted to say something. Anything. But he turned away from her. Facing the wall on the other side. Tears rolled down her cheeks. 'Jack...Please...' 'Go away.' She placed her hand on his shoulder. Trying to make him turn around. He just moved away from him. 'I love you. I do.' Slowely she left the room. Outside she ran (well it wasn't running. But she was going fast. As fast as she could with her broken leg.) She could hear her brother scream after her. She didn't listen. She broke down at the end of the parking.

Suddenly she felt two strong arms around her. Without looking up she knew it was Macca. Leaning against him she cried. This couldn't be happening to her. She loved Jack. She realy did. 'It's ok kid. Everything will be ok. I'm sorry about Jack.' 'How...' 'The doctor told me. And his dad. Look everything will be alright.' 'He thinks I don't love him. He thinks I won't love him anymore.' 'It's ok. Everything will be ok. It will be. He just needs some time. That's all. Just some time.'