Date: Sun, 26 Dec 1999 19:01:22 -0500 (EST)
From: Jason Ryan <ncboy1982@juno.com>
Subject: Locker Room Romance 4

	Just a note of thanks for all the people who have e-mailed me
saying how good my story is and it means a lot to me that you guys do
that. I really appreciate it. JRC
	Warning: The following story has homosexual content. If you are
offended or made uncomfortable by material concerning sexual relations
between consenting adult men, then don't read. If it is in any way illegal
for you to be reading this, then be very careful not to get
caught. Otherwise please continue reading and send ANY comments to
NCBOY1982@juno.com. Also I have AOL Instant Messenger and can be reached by
that method. KVBOY1982 Enjoy!! :)

				Locker Room Romance
				By: JRC
				Chapter 3

	"Oh my God." Shawn said as he went to check on Jason. He checked
his vital signs and he could definitely could determine a strong heartbeat.
	From a distance Shawn could see headlights driving down the
road. He stood up and walked toward the road. As it came closer he flagged
it down. It slowed and pulled over.
	"What happened, the driver said as she got out of the car.
	A drunk driver hit us and my friend is seriously hurt. Do you have
a cell phone?" She nodded and handed it to Shawn. He dialed the number and
explained everything that had happened and where they were. The dispatcher
said someone was on their way.
	Shawn walked over to Jason's body. The woman had already walked
over and check his pulse. She had taken her jacket off and had put it under
Jason's head. After ten minutes or so, Shawn heard the sirens before he saw
any lights. So did the woman. He had stayed on the phone with the
dispatcher and she helped him make Jason more comfortable and make sure he
was OK. The dispatcher had also made Jason check the drunk driver. He was
barely alive.
	Two ambulances and two police cars pulled over. Paramedics jumped
out of the ambulances and some went to Jason and some went to the drunk
driver.
	They loaded Jason on a stretcher. He was still unconscious. A
paramedic came and checked Shawn out. He was fine, but he had signs of a
concussion. He told him to go the hospital with them, but before they could
put him in the ambulance, a policeman waved him over. Shawn walked to him.
	"Could you tell me what happened?" He asked.
	"Yes sir, I was driving home and I saw the car swerving in between
the lanes. When he got closer, it seemed that he was going to pass, but
then he swerved and I jerked the wheel to the right to avoid him. But I
made matters worse." With the last few words, Shawn lowered his head. Shawn
watched as they put the stretcher into the ambulance. Before he knew it,
everything around Shawn went black.

SHAWN WOKE UP THE NEXT DAY IN THE HOSPITAL. HE SLOWLY LOOKED AROUND THE
ROOM. AT FIRST HE DIDN'T realize where he was.
	As he looked around, he noticed a nurse was in his room. The first
thing he asked was how was Jason. She told Shawn that he was still in
serious condition and still in surgery. After finishing her job, she walked
out of the room. Shawn started to think about everything and anything. He
thought back to the accident, the events before and the events after.
	He laid in the hospital bed for a few minutes before another nurse
walked in. She checked some charts against the monitors. Shawn looked at
her and she smiled back. The first thing that popped up in his mind was how
was Jason.
	"How is Jason?" He asked. The nurse looked at him and thought for a
moment.
	"Who was he?" She asked.
	"The other victim of the car accident last night."
	"Are you family?" She asked.
	"Not exactly."
	"I'm sorry I can't disclose that information to anyone who is not
family." She said.
	"Please tell me." Shawn begged. He was desperate to know how his
lover was doing.
	"I'm sorry, it is company policy." She said as she checked one more
chart and walked out the door. Shawn was aggravated. He watched the door
shut behind her. 'Now what? No one will tell me how he is doing.' Exhausted
from all the stress, he fell asleep.

HE WAS AWAKEN BY A STRANGER'S PRESENCE IN HIS ROOM. HE SLOWLY WOKE UP TO
SEE A WOMAN SITTING in his room.
	"Hi." She said
	"Hi." Shawn responded.
	"I am Jason's mom." She said.
	"I'm Sha--."
	"I know who you are." She said.
	"I am so sorry." Shawn said as he felt the tears start to fall
again.
	"It's okay. It wasn't your fault." She said.
	"I know, but if I had done something different things wouldn't be
this way." Shawn said. After a few moments, he was okay and very curious to
why Jason's mom was in his room.
	"I'm here because I need to talk to you." She replied.
	"About what?" Shawn asked. He was beginning to get on the defensive
side.
	"You. My son. And what happened. I never knew he was gay until I
found a journal entry in plain view." She said. She seemed to be a nice
person in her mid-forties and was taking everything very well.
	"What do you need to know?" He asked.
	"Do you love him?" She asked. She was very direct.
	"No, but I have very strong feelings for him." Shawn answered.
Hearing this left a bad taste in his mouth.
	"Good. What exactly happened?" She asked. Shawn thought for a
moment and then began to explain in detail everything that happened.
	"Turning the car to deflect the impact from Jason was smart." She
said.
	"But it didn't work. It actually backfired. He got a lot more of
the impact than I did." Shawn said.
	"God, I'm having so much trouble understanding this. I never knew
or even suspected this at all." She said.
	"May I ask you a question?" Shawn asked.
	"Yes."
	"Are you okay with the fact that he is gay?" Shawn asked. He knew
he was asking a very touchy question but he needed to know the answer.
	"More okay with it than I ever thought. It's not all that
surprising to me."
	"Hey, can you tell how he is? They won't tell me anything."
	"From what they tell me he is doing fine. He is still in surgery
but they say he won't have any scars permanently."
	"Thank you God." Shawn said. Shawn felt like there was a weight
lifted off his shoulders even though Jason was still in critical
condition. But, as all things do, that was about to change.

VISITING HOURS WERE ENDING AND JASON'S MOM WAS GETTING READY TO LEAVE WHEN
A DOCTOR GOT HER attention before she walked out the door.
	"Excuse me, are you the patient's mom in room 323?" He asked.
	"Yes, that's me. Why, is something wrong?" She could feel the dread
swelling up inside her.
	"I'm afraid so. Please come with me." The doctor said as he pointed
down the hall. She followed the doctor down the hall. She was very afraid
of what she was going to find.
	She arrived at a room where doctors met during breaks.
	"Mrs. Andrews, thank you for coming down here. I need to talk to
you." The doctor said.
	"What about?" She asked.
	"Your son has taken a turn for the worse. The stress from this
ordeal has effected Jason in a mental way. He woke up today and he was so
distraught that he started punching and hitting anyone who got near him. We
had to sedate him to get him to calm down." The head doctor told
Mrs. Andrews.
	"So what does that mean?" She asked.
	"Your son know has to go under psychiatric care." The doctor said.
	"And?" She asked.
	"You insurance company will not over it." The doctor said simply.
	"Why?" She asked.
	"They said there wasn't probable cause because he was in a car
accident and they don't see it fit for psychiatric care."
	"Do you see that it is honestly necessary for my son to go through
it?" She asked. She couldn't believe what she was hearing.
	"At this moment, yes. Things may change as he progresses through
recovery. I guess we will have to wait and see. I thought that you should
be aware of what may be in store for your son's future."


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