Branch Two Hundred and Sixty Eight

Jessica rushed downstairs to call Xavier who was now having a light conversation with Jason and Brian.

"Xavier," she said trying to catch her breath.

Xavier stood up to face her. Was something wrong? Why was she panting so much? "What is it?" he asked holding her shoulders.

"It's Dawson," she said trying to steady her breathing. She could barely get another word when Xavier was flying out of the living room to the staircase.

"Wait," she said as she hurriedly tried to catch up with his speed. As Xavier took two steps at a time over the stairs he prayed in his heart that nothing was wrong with Dawson. His heart sank in his chest. His gut feelings did not seem alright to him and he hated them.

He pushed open the door and saw Dawson sitting in the position that Jessica had left him. His face looked pale. From a distance, it was obvious that he was not fine.

"Papa" Xavier said cautiously as if he was trying his best not to scare him.

"Why are you so loud?" Dawson said almost lifeles