Starstruck

The next morning Colt woke up with Journey in his arms.

"Daddy I sick." Trent said sitting on the bed at their feet. Colt blinked twice.

"How?" Colt groaned.

"I row up." Trent said tears running down his face. Colt sat up hoping not to wake up Journey and he gathered Trent in his arms.

"It's ok, buddy, come on, let's go see what happened."

Journey turned in her sleep, she heard Trent's voice, she felt her eyes flutter, and then they completely opened.

"What's wrong, honey?" she asked Colt.

"Our boy is sick." he said.

"Oh no, whats wrong."

"Stomach flu or something." Colt replied.

"SICK!" Trent cried and Colt ran to the bathroom holding Trent's head over the toilet where Trent emptied his poor little stomach. "I want momma!" Trent cried. Colt stroked his back and looked towards their bed.

Journey couldn't ignore her child, she ran to the bathroom to hold Trent.

"It's gonna be OK baby. I'm here." she smiled rubbing his back, holding him, and looking at Colt.

He started sobbing more and more. "Momma!" he screamed puking more.

"Baby, it's ok. Colt we have to take him to the doctor." then she looked over the toliet. "Sweetheart what did you eat?" she asked.

"I'll get the car started." colt said running down the stairs and grabbing his keys starting the car then grabbing a waste bucket as Journey ran out and got in the back. Colt jumped in the drivers seat and raced towards teh doctor.

"Honey, what did you eat this morning?" Journey asked again.

"The pink drink." Trent sobbed leaning against Journey. Colt looked back at her confussed then they both rememered what he was talking about.

"COUGH MEDICINE!" They both gasped. THere was some cough medicine in the fridge for little kids, it had a safty cap on it.

"How'd he get it open?" Colt asked.

"I broke the bottle." Trent sobbed. "I sworry."

"It's ok, buddy, don't worry." Colt said softly as he looked at Journey through the mirror, they had to get to the doctor fast or Trent might not make it.

Journey held onto Trent as he puked into the bucket.

"Uh, Colt. Hurry." she said urgently.

"Daddy!" Trent gasped betweeen pukes.

"Hold in there, buddy." Colt said pressing down on the gas more as they streaked to the hospital. When they got there he yanked open Jounery's door and ran with her inside.

"Hurry, you need to help us." Journey gasped.

"What's wrong?" A nurse asked.

"He drank a bottle of cough medicine." Trent replied.

"Follow me." THe nruse took off towards another room and they followed.

Journey held onto Trent, she ran her hadn over her forehead. "He's really warm." she said. "Please heurry." she said to the nurse.

"Of course. Can we get Dr. Gordan? Dr. Gordan please?" The nurse asked.

Dr. Gordan came in, Journey's doctor. "Journey, Colton, how can I help you two?" he asked.

"Our son, he had cough medican he's been throwing up." Colt said

"How much did he have?" The doctor asked as he checked over Trent.

"We dont' know. He woke us up saying he was sick. We later found out he'd broken the top of the bottle off cause he liked the flavor. We dont' know how much he had."

"Well, he's a smart little guy." THe doc laughed. "Make sure you always get plastic bottles from now on."

"He's gonna be ok?" Journey begged.

"He'll be fine once we pump his stomach. Come on buddy, we need to go to a special room, how does that sound?"

"Scary!" Trent cried. He made a grab for Colt and Journey. "Daddy! Momma!!!!" he cried.

"They can come too." the doctor said.

he continued sobbing.

Colt picked him up and Journ kissed his little hand. "Dr. Gordan is gonna help you baby you don't have to be affraid." she promised.

"I wanna go home!" Trent cried.

"I know, buddy, we'll go home in just a few minutes, I promise. But we have to get that bad stuff out of you." Colt said softly.

"I won't do it again, I prowise, pwease just go home!" Trent cried.

Journey wanted to cry. "Momma I won't be bad please!!" he pleaded.

"Daddy is right. You'll be happy when we get it out." she nodded.

Colt kissed Trent's forhead. "We aren't punishing you, Trent, we just gotta get that medicine out of you, ok?"

"Pwease can we go home! I prowise to be good!" Trent cried.

"We need to give him this shot so that he'll not feel the tube." THe doctor said softly. Colt cradled his son close as the doctor carefully pushed the needle in Trent's arm and slowly pushed the medicine in. Trent went a little limp iin Colt's arms and Colt swallowed hard.

"Don't worry, buddy, your gonna be ok." Colt said softly looking at Journey who looked near tears. "We'll go for ice cream after this."

"That's a good idea, with will help his throat, it'll be a little sore after this." THe doctor said as they slowly put a tube down Trent's throat.

Journey held onto Trents hand, she had the worst expression on her face. "Is he gonna be OK?" she asked

"Of, course, it's not like I've have any cases like this Journey." he said.

"Naturally." Colt said.

Colt didn't feel calm as he watched them clean out his son's stomach the rest of the way.

"There, now, he'll wake up in about half an hour and his throat will be sore. He won't want to take any meds though more then likely. Ice cream would be a good idea to soothe the pain.' THe doctor said.

"Thank you SO much." Colt said holding Trent and Journey close .