Disclaimers- see Part 1
If You Go I Go- Part 11
Donna stood next to Josh in Sam's hospital room. As soon as Sam was settled in ICU, Josh made a beeline for his room, heedless of the objections from the nursing staff. Now Josh stood next to Sam's bed, hardly recognizing his best friend.
"You know how I feel about hospitals Samuel. Never liked them to begin with, certainly didn't like spending the exorbitant amount of time I did that never to be forgotten May. And now you have the nerve to make me come back to one." Josh said hoping that the younger man would just open his eyes and inform Josh that Sam had done the same for him. That Sam had sat at his bedside, prayed, pleaded, bargained.
"Josh" Donna said quietly, putting her hand on his shoulder.
"Wake up Sam." Josh implored. "Just wake up."
The President and Abbey sat in the pristine hospital room, watching Caitlin intently, looking for any signs that would assure them she was going to be all right.
The constant hums of the machines monitoring Caitlin's vital signs and the soft breathing coming from the President and Abbey were the only sounds filling the room.
"Caitlin" Abbey said softly leaning forward in her chair, taking Caitlin's hand. "It's Mom. Dad and I are here. It's ok, you're going to be ok."
"Of course she's going to be ok. She's my daughter. She's a Bartlet." The President said with forced confidence.
Abbey looked towards the monitors, then back at her daughter. Nothing. Not a jerking of her fingers, not a flutter of her eyelids. Nothing.
Just the constant hums of the machines, doing little to comfort the anguish within the room.
Caitlin and Sam slowly made their way down the hill, hand in hand. They were both silent, thinking.
The sky had regained its bright blue color. All traces of gray were gone. The wind returned to a gentle breeze and the temperature had risen again to a comfortable warmth. But the memory of the harsh conditions were not erased from Caitlin's memory.
"I was scared" she whispered. "I still am."
"You don't need to be." Sam reassured her.
"I can't lose you Sam." Caitlin said turning to him.
Sam pulled Caitlin into his arms. "You won't. Remember, we're stuck with each other. No matter what we do, or where we go, we go together."
"Promise?" Caitlin asked, echoing Sam's earlier question.
"Promise. We go together."