Trouble

"Mommy?" Ally asked as she shook Lacy gently. Everyone slept in late today, but that was because Lacy hadn't gotten up to wake them up. Brandon and Ally had gotten themselves dressed but they couldn't do much to help Jack and Carly and the twins were cranky as hell. Ally had been trying for the past ten minutes to wake Lacy up but she wouldn't budge. She ran out of the room.

"Brandon! Mommy won't wake up!" Ally panicked. "We gotta call the police mans!!"

"Huh?" Brandon said as he went to go see Lacy, and he tried to wake her up, too. Didn't work. "Okay, we will wait." he said. "Maybe Mommy is taking a nap," he suggested.

"Can Daddy wake her up?" Ally pouted.

"I dunno. We will call him." Brandon said as he grabbed Lacy's phone off of the nightstand and went through her contacts. Of course he knew how to use her phone, lol. "Punk, it says it right here. That's Daddy," brandon showed Ally before hitting the number and putting it up to his ear.

Punk was at his school today, just finishing up some things before the school opened up later in the month. He heard his phone ringing and saw that Lacy was calling. He picked up. "Hello?"

"Daddy?" Brandon started. "Mommy isn't wakin' up." he said.

"...uh...what?" he frowned and was already getting his keys to head over there. "Kiddo, do me a favor...just tell me if you see her chest moving up and down. See if she's breathing." he said as he got into his car and was already speeding over there.

"Ally, is Mommy breathin'?" Brandon asked.

Allison looked over at Lacy and watched to see if she was breathing. "Yeah, a little."

Brandon nodded and spoke into the phone. "Ally says a little bit."

"I'm almost there but I want you guys to stay on the phone with me, okay?"

Ally ran over and took the phone from Brandon. "Daddy, is Mommy dead?!"

"No, she's not dead." he hoped not. "She's still breathing." he told her.

"I hope so." Ally pouted. "Are you here?" she asked.

He pulled up to her house and got out of the car. "Yeah, open the door for me."

Brandon and Ally ran downstairs and went to go open the door for Punk.

He greeted them when he stepped in. "Where is Mommy?" he asked as he shut the door.

"Sleepin' in her room." Brandon said.

"She won't wake up!" Ally said again.

"Alright, alright." he nodded. He went to Jack and Carly's room first and took them out of their cribs, letting them crawl around on the floor. "Here's what I want you two to do. One of you get Jack and Carly their cereal and some juice and the other one stay here with them. I don't care who it is, do not fight. Okay? I'm going to check on Mommy now."

"I make the cereal." Brandon said as he went to the kitchen.

"I stay." Ally nodded. "Go wake Mommy up."

He nodded and went into Lacy's room. He saw her laying there and figured if she didn't wake up because of the kids, then him shaking her wouldn't help either. He picked her up and carried her to the bathroom. He turned on the shower, making sure the water was cold. Punk didn't put her in the shower completely, he made sure that she was in enough for him to wet her face. "Lace, wake up." he said as he let the cold water hit her face and he slapped her cheek gently.

Lacy flinched a little at the cold water hitting her face, but she was still out of it.

Punk sighed and continued to let the water hit her. If it didn't work, he'd have to put her in the water completely.

She simply turned her head away from the stream and that put her face up against his chest. Once the water was away from her, she subconsciously relaxed again and went limp in his arms.

He sighed to himself. "You're gonna hate this." he said and picked her up, putting her in the shower and making sure he held onto her.

It took a while, but eventually she began to shiver and she woke up slowly, looking around bewildered and groggily as she yelped and tried to get out.

He let her stay under the water for a few more minutes and then he grabbed a towel and took her out, when he saw that she was awake somewhat.

"W-w-why d-d-did you do th-th-that?" she asked as she shivered, teeth chattering.

"I figured if the kids were shaking you nonstop and you didn't wake up from that, it wouldn't work for me." he told her. "So this was the better option." he said as he started drying her off. "Where are your pajamas?"

"Th-th-th-these are m-m-my p-pajamas." She continued to shiver. She couldn't even give him a dirty look because she was so out of it.