When Kristina was kidnapped as a young child she was the only one taken. They were never able to locate her. The person responsible was able to forge papers for the girl allowing her to enter the foster care system where she was quickly adopted. Her forged name was Kristina Santos, but after she was legally adopted her name got changed to Kristina Delmonte. She was raised by 2 trauma surgeons, and is planning on becoming a doctor herself. At only 17 her whole world is about to change dramatically as the Future Surgeons bus that she's on for a trip collides head on with another bus, as they both hit a bad patch of ice. The impact causes both buses to roll down the large hill leaving no evidence for other cars that there was an accident.
Kristina manages to survive the destructive crash along with 3 other people from the bus. They go through and check to make sure that none of the other 29 people are still alive. They grab whatever bags they can find, and toss them outside for possible supplies, and then they go over to the other mangled bus, and start looking for survivors. One by one they check everyone's pulse, and in a team effort carry out the unconcious ones. Then like the last bus they toss every bag they can find outside to use for supplies. Between the 2 buses there was a total of 13 survivors, and 56 dead. The 4 people from her bus move everyone from the other bus to a clear flat area near by. They make makeshift beds out of blankets found in bags. Then lay the 9 injured people from the other bus on them, and then they wrap their wounds in gauze found in a bag from the Future doctors bus. Eventually one by one the other survivors start to wake up scared and badly injured.
"We need to get the hell out of here." A muscled blonde teenage boy yells, but is unable to move with his broken leg. Kristina kneels on the ground beside him.
"You are all to injured too move, and we can't get a signal on any of the phones. Based on signs that I recall seeing during the drive we're about 5 miles away from the closest town, and I'm going to venture out for help as soon as we make sure that everyone is safe here first." He starts looking around frantically.
"What's wrong?" She asks him
"Where's my brother Morgan?"
"There is a boy named Morgan on the other side of the clearance. He got a large cut during the crash. We were able to stop the bleeding, but he had already lost a significant amount of blood. I have a universal blood type so we did a make shift blood transfusion using my blood. If we get him to a hospital soon he should be fine. "
"You saved my brother's life?" He asks
"Not yet. Not till I get him to a hospital. " With that being said Kristina goes back to her group of people, and they all agree that it's time for her to venture out. She grabs a backpack full of supplies, and the only cell phone they were able to turn on. Her plan was to flag the first car she saw, call when she got a signal, or walk to the first open business (It was well after midnight). Once she climbed to the top of the hill, and was sure that she was out of sight she dug in the back pack pulling out a roll of gauze. She slowly rolls her shirt up revealing blood soaked gauze wrapped around her abdomen. Luckily she found a hoodie, and had been able to hide the area where she had been impaled with glass. The others never would have let her give Morgan her blood if they had known. She only has a couple of hours before she'll die from blood loss herself. She uses the last of the gauze, adjusts her shirt, and starts walking. She ignores the feeling of light handedness that tries to take over her body, as she checks the phone every few minutes to see if there's a signal. A mile into the walk the phone dies. She prays for a car to come through, but there are none. She keeps walking until she comes across a building with lights on Metro Court it says on the building. With the blood loss starting to get to her she staggers through the front door, and stumbles into the elevator hitting the button labeled lobby. The doors open revealing her to a room full of people... they must be having a party she thinks to herself, as everyone stares at her.
"I was on a bus, and we collided with another one about 5 miles south of here. There are 56 people dead, but there are 12 more waiting for help down an embankment. Most of them should be fine until help gets there, but a boy around 12 has very little time. " She can hear people calling for help, but the room goes black around her, and she loses her balance.
"Sweetheart my name is Dr. Patrick Drake are you hurt?" She can hear his voice,but everything is still dark.
"I have glass stuck in my stomach." She says weakly. Patrick moves her shirt out of the way revealing the blood soaked gauze.
"That is a lot of blood, but it shouldn't be enough to send your body into shock like it is."
"My blood is a universal type. "
"Robin call the hospital, and make sure they have the necessary blood on stand by. " He says in a worried tone. "We may need to check for internal bleeding. " He says more to himself than anyone in particular.
"I'm not bleeding internally. " she says still fighting to stay awake.
"How do you know that?"
"The boy... Morgan needed blood to live...I have a blood type that can be used on anyone..."
"You gave him a blood transfusion. "
"Just enough blood to save him" Sonny and Carly both look at the barely conscious girl in shock. Realizing that one of the buses was the one for the field trip that their boys were on. The paramedics arrive a few moments later loading the girl inside to take her to the hospital. The same place everyone else races to. Within the hour they get all of the survivors to the hospital. To save room they paired up some of the patients. Since Kristina and Morgan had to have the most serious surgeries they were paired up together. It's a few hours after her surgery that Kristina wakes up finding the room packed with people which she assumes are Morgan's family. ( she recognizes him from the accident)
"You're awake. " the blonde haired brother of Morgan says.
"Yeah... um I don't think I ever got your name..."
"I'm Michael Corinthos."
"It's nice to meet you properly I'm Kristina Delmonte." She says stretching her hand out for him to shake. Which he does politely, but her name sends pain through the room.
"Did I offend you in some way? Who ever you are?" Kristina says to a man sitting by Morgan's bedside who had become seemingly angry at the mention of her name.
"I'm Morgan's Dad Sonny,and no you didn't do anything wrong."
"Then why do you look like I just punched you?" He walks towards her bed, and sits on the vacant chair next to her.
"I had a daughter named Kristina. She was kidnapped when she was only 3 years old."
"Oh my God I'm so sorry to hear that. Did it happen recently? I mean if you don't mind me asking..." Sonny laughs
"It's fine...umm she was taken November 22nd 2004." Her eyes go wide the second he says that date.
"What's wrong Kristina?" Michael asks concern dripping from his voice.
"Nothing... it's just that that's my birthday. I was abandoned at a church on my birthday... on my 3rd birthday. " She says the last part quietly almost to herself. They all study the girl in front of them really taking in all of her features, and that's when Sonny sees it... she has his Mother's eyes.