Tru opened her eyes, blinking in the bright morning sun. She reached over to turn the alarm off, her hand knocking the photo frame beside her bed, sending it crashing to the floor. The glass shattered and Tru groaned, laying back against her pillows.
Another smash from the kitchen and Tru sighed, acknowledging defeat.
"It's ok!" Liam called out. "I've got it."
Tru groaned again and buried her head under her pillows.
~*~*~*~
"... hospital. I'm afraid there has been an accident."
The phone fell to the ground, and Tru's hand shook.
~*~*~*~
Tru's feet thudded heavily on the ground as she ran through the hallway of the hospital. She skidded around the corner, catching her balance just in time before reaching the room.
With a deep breath, she threw the door open and half fell inside. She brushed past Sam and went to Faith's side, tears already falling down her cheeks.
"Mom..."
With a shaking hand, she reached out to brush some strands of hair from her mother's face, hating the cold feel of Faith's skin.
After a few moments of silence, broken only by the sniffles from the occupants of the room, Tru turned to leave.
She jumped as Faith grabbed her arm, her head turning towards her, eyes open and glazed over.
"Help me," she breathed.