Chapter Two

“Yeah, Richie doesn’t …” but she wasn’t able to finish her sentence, her mobile rang. She sighed.

“Sambora.”

“Mrs. Sambora. This is Miss Miller. I’m the principal of your kids’ school.” Kris straightened up immediately in her seat.

“Yes, of course Miss Miller. Is something wrong with Kathy or John?” she asked worried. Dot looked at her concerned.

“I’m afraid…yes. Your son, John, had an accident.”

“Oh my god! What happened? Is he ok?” Kris jumped to her feet.

“Well, apparently he climbed on one of the tress in the school yard and fell down.” Kris eyes grew wide in shock.

“He fell off a tree??” she whispered and sank down on her chair again. Dot squeezed her shoulders softly.

“Where is he?” Kris asked worried.

“He’s on the way to the hospital; he was unconscious when they drove away with him.” Miss Miller explained softly.

“Unconscious!” Kris nearly screamed. “Which hospital? And where’s my daughter?”

Miss Miller named the hospital and told her that Kathy was with her brother. They weren’t able to separate the twins. Kris smiled lightly. The two were always together, no chance Kathy would leave her brother alone especially in this condition.

“Ok, thanks.” Kris hung up and hurried out of the kitchen.

“Car…” she whispered disorientated.

“Kris…Kris, baby… calm down, breathe…you need to breathe…” Dot grabbed her daughter by her shoulders and stopped her. Kris closed her eyes and breathed deeply.

“Mom, she said he’s unconscious…my little baby…” Tears were shining in her eyes.

“But he’s on the way to the hospital…that means they are taking care of him.” Dot tried to calm her. She knew it wouldn’t help. She wouldn’t buy that shit either when one of her kids were hurt. As expected Kris only snorted unladylike.

“I need to call Richie; we have to go to the hospital…” Kris hit the speed dial on her phone. “Ahhhhh…only voice mail….” She screamed. “Why can’t he leave his fucking phone on?” she was getting pissed.

Good, Dot thought. That anger keeps her from collapsing. “Because they are in the studio…let’s call the landline…Obie will answer.” Dot said already dialling.

“Yes, studio.”

“Obie, send Rich and Jon over to the house immediately….” Dot said.

“Dot? I don’t think that’s a good idea right now…”

“Obie, Richie’s son had an accident ...send them over NOW!” Dot told him.

“Sure.” Was his answer before he hung up.

Two minutes later Richie and Jon were sprinting through the still open patio doors.

“What happened? Where is he?” Richie asked breathless.

“He’s in hospital…he fell off a tree…” Kris whispered and pressed herself to him. Richie looked at her shocked.

“We can tell you the rest on the way…get in the car…I drive!” Dot said and they all hurried outside.

Entering the ER just a couple minutes later Richie and Jon were as shocked and concerned as their wives. Kris walked straight over to the counter.

“I’m looking for John Sambora…he was brought here from school.” Kris said fumbling nervously with a tissue in her hands.

“And you are..?” the nurse asked with an annoyed look on her face. Kris eyes narrowed dangerously.

“I’m his MOTHER…”she screamed. “I wanna see my son immediately or I make sure the fucking world gets to know how incompetent the people are that are working here!” She was on the verge of a nervous breakdown.

“Darling…calm down.” Richie tried and pulled her away from the counter, while Dot talked to the nurse.

“No, Richard! I will not calm down! My four year old son is here somewhere, hurt, unconscious…and I wanna see him NOW!” Richie could see the fury in her eyes.

When it came down to their kids Kris would do anything, when someone would try to hurt them Kris turned in to a lioness…and this lioness right now was more then pissed of. Where is John? Rich asked himself.

“Mommy?” A little unsure voice asked from behind them. They turned around and there all alone in the hallway was their daughter, her favorite jeans overalls covered with dirt and fear visible in her dark brown eyes.

“Kathy!” Kris ran to her and picked her up in her arms. “Are you ok, baby?”

She nodded and hugged her mother. “John is hurt.” She whispered.

Kris nodded and softly swept a dark streak of hair of her little face. She was a female version of her dad, while John with his blond hair and deep blue eyes looked like his mother. “Yeah, I know, baby…where is he? Can you show us?”

“Over there.” Her little girl pointed to one door.

Kris and Richie walked towards the door immediately and Kathy followed them.

“No, babygirl…let’s wait here, ok?” Jon stopped his granddaughter. She looked at him with sad eyes, but didn’t throw a tantrum as Jon expected.

“Ok…” she whispered and raised her arms. Jon smiled and picked her up.

“He’ll be ok again…you’ll see.” He kissed her cheek and cradled her softly, when she started to cry.