Cole ran back into the room. He set his hand on Keiko's, he started to shake it and looked around. He spotted her phone on the table and grabbed it. He dialed 911. Waiting for a pickup, he walked back to Keiko.

"Yes, how can I help you?" A voice said on the other side.

"My sister..." He paused. "She, she isn't breathing right, I think she passed out!"

"We'll be right there, where do you live?" The person asked.

Cole told the person everything, soon he heard sirens outside. He rushed out and lead them into Keiko's room. 

"She's there." He pointed to the bed.

There were 2 women and 2 men there, one of the men was inside the ambulance. The others rushed towards her bed and looked at the gasping girl. The man picked her up and put her on a stretcher that was outside. The man in the ambulance came out and helped the girl in. 3 of them jumped into the back, and the other closed the door.

"Come on in, we better make it quick to the hospital." The man said, urging Cole into the ambulance.

Cole got in and buckled his seat belt. The man put the siren on and they sped to the hospital. They arrived and loaded the stretcher out. 3 of them ran inside, but one stayed.

"You get to stay inside." He said as he parked the ambulance properly.

Cole looked at him, he saw the tag it said John. 

"Say, John, will she be okay?" He asked

"Yes, she should be fine. I heard her breathing, that shouldn't be too hard to cure." He replied. "Now, mind explaining why you said she is your sister?"

"Oh, simple, she is adopted." Cole responded.

"Oh okay then. Should we call your parents?" John asked as he checked in at the front desk.

"Um, not the best idea, my sister isn't fond of my dad." He said.

"Mom?" John questioned as he got Cole to follow.

"She isn't here, you know what I mean?" Cole replied.

John nodded and lead Cole to a waiting room. Cole sat down in a chair and John left them, into a staff room. He sat there waiting for a long time, he didn't realize how long. Something buzzed in his pocket. Cole took it out and looked at a text he got, it was from his dad.

Where are you? It said.

Cole didn't know how to reply, but luckily he didn't have to just yet.

"Hi, I'm Casey, I presume that you are the brother of the girl who is in the emergency room? The young boy I'm told."

"Yeah, that's me." He shook her hand. "I'm Cole."

"Well, Cole," She looked at a chart on a clipboard. "Your sister has tonsillitis."

"Oh, why is it so bad? I heard it only lasts a few days." He asked as he stared at the lady.

"Well, it seems that it has gotten a bit worse, her tonsils seem to have swollen more than they had weeks ago." She replied.

"Weeks ago?" Cole was confused, he didn't remember Keiko telling him anything about that.

"Yes, she came to us a few weeks ago, maybe your dad didn't tell you, but she came and told us that her throat was bothering her." She glanced at her clipboard. "We told her to try some remedies, and one day she told us it had stopped."

"Then why again?" Cole asked more questions.

"It probably just came back." Casey said.

"Does she need any antibiotics?" Cole questioned once more.

Casey glanced around her, she seemed to nervous to tell him something. Maybe she didn't want to hurt him, or maybe it was just that serious. She nervously twirled a stray strand of hair that fell on her shoulder. Finally, she spoke up.

"She needs a surgery." Casey said quietly.