A/N: Ma Vie, Mon Coeur means- My Life, My Heart in French!
Sitting on the bleachers by the fence surrounding the baseball field of Brighton High School Christina "Christi" Jareau sits there and watches her boyfriend of four years Jasper Whitlock at his baseball practice. She sits back and smiles as she does her homework for that day. Their four year anniversary was the month before and he had taken her out to a nice dinner and then they walked through the area where the restaurant was as it was a nice area. Then he took her to a nice hotel and they got a room and spent the night in pure bliss making love. He looks over at her from the pitcher's mound and smiles at her. She loved his crooked smile. It was something she loved about him. She smiles back as the catcher yells his name over at him and he looks back and catches the ball as the catcher throws it back over to him.
She looks over as her friends come over.
"Hey chica. What's up?"
"I'm just waiting for Jasper to finish baseball practice." She says.
"How much longer until practice is over?" another asks.
"Another two hours if you girls over there don't quiet down!" the baseball coach yells at them.
"SHUT UP!" all the guys on the field yell over at the girls.
They just shut up and look at each other trying to hold back their giggles as Jasper looks over at them and just shakes his head rolling his eyes. He knew the girls were chatter boxes.
"Man, Whitlock, why the hell does your girl gotta be here at practice chatting up a storm with her friends when they know that they can extend our practice!" the guy on first base yells at him.
Jasper rolls his eyes and quickly turns and throws the ball at him to make him shut up.
Practice ends and Jasper takes her hand in his and they head over to his black Ducati 748. He lifts the seat and puts his baseball bag under the seat with their backpacks.
He slides his helmet on and throws his leg over and gets settled then she climbs on behind him.
"Are you sure you don't want my helmet?" he asks.
"Yea, I'm fine." She tells him.
Jasper sighs and nods turning the key in the ignition then he speeds out of the parking lot.
Half way back to her house Jasper notices his brakes weren't working even though his bike had just gotten a full tune up the week before. Not wanting to freak Christi out he stays calm even though they were going over 75mph.
"Jasper slow down. I'm getting scared."
"No, this is fun." He lies. He had a plan and this was part of it.
"No its not. Please, it's too scary!"
"Then tell me you love me." Jasper tells her.
"Fine, I love you. Slow down!" she begs.
"Now give me a big hug." He asks of her knowing its going to the last time he heard her tell him she loved him and she would ever hug him.
Christi sighs and hugs him tightly.
"Can you take my helmet off and put it on? It's bugging me." asks Jasper.
She unsnaps the chin strap of his helmet and she slips it on her and straps the chin strap into place.
Looking up at the hairpin turn coming up Jasper releases the throttle.
"Jasper please slow down!" she begs him starting to shake in fear.
Jasper doesn't answer her as they take the hairpin and they get thrown from the bike and skid across the pavement into incoming traffic which skids to a stop. People start getting out and running to them checking on them.
Someone calls 911 and they all wait.
The person hovering over Christi looks at her.
"Sweetheart can you hear me?" the man asks.
"Yes. Is my boyfriend okay?"
"I don't know. Both of you are pretty beaten up but he's worse since he wasn't wearing a helmet."
That was the last thing she heard before blacking out.
§Next Day§
Groaning as she came too Christi looks around seeing she was in a hospital and her mom, dad and older brother there.
"Cricket! You're awake!" her brother, Michael said.
"What happened? Where's Jasper!"
"You guys were in an accident. His brakes failed. He's not doing too well. He's in the ICU. He's on a ventilator his parents were waiting for you to wake up to good-bye."
"NO! NO! THEY CAN'T! NO!" she screams getting upset and getting her heart rate sky high alerting her doctor.
He comes in and he looks at her.
"Hello, Christi. Welcome back to the land of the living. I'm Dr. Carlisle Cullen. I've been taking care of you and Jasper. How are you feeling?"
"Fine! I need to see Jasper! His parents can't pull the plug! He has a full ride scholarship to the University of Tennessee for baseball! He has a chance at making the Major Leagues!"
"Well first let me examine you then if I like the results I'll let you go down and see him."
"No! I want to see him now! Please! I'm begging you! Please!"
"Christina Elizabeth Jareau you will do as you are told!" her father, Damon Jareau scolds.
"WHY DON'T YOU CARE THAT HIS PARENTS JUST WANT TO KILL HIM!" she screeches.
Looking at Christi's best interests Carlisle gives her a light sedative and she quickly falls asleep giving Carlisle the chance to look her over.
"She's healing nicely. Her ribs are still going to take a month to heal so keep her from strenuous activity." He said as one of Christi's nurses comes in with Christi's blood test results.
"Well this explains her getting upset so easily." He muses.
"What is it?" her mother Laura asks worried for her daughter.
"It seems your daughter is a month pregnant."
"I'll kill that boy myself!" her step-father Andrew yells.
"My poor baby girl. I know she'll want to keep this baby. She'll refuse to give it up." Laura says.
"That ungrateful whore won't be living in my house with that baby." Andrew said.
"Fine then she can come and live with me in California. It will be good for her."
"Yea I agree with dad." Michael said.
"Alright. You two better take care of my baby girl and make sure she listens to her doctors." Laura demands.
Carlisle finishes his examination and is satisfied with her results.
"So doc. How's my kid sister?"
"She's looking good. When she wakes up from the mild sedative she can be taken down to see Jasper but only a short stay. She needs to rest. I'll have an OB come up and talk to her once she returns."
"Thanks doc." Matthew says.
"No problem." He says walking out.
A half hour later Christi was sitting in a wheelchair being pushed by her brother sitting next to Jasper's bed holding his hand.
"Jasper, please come back to me. Please. You're gonna be a daddy. Please wake up. Please. Jasper please." She begs in tears with Matthew wrapping his arms around her shoulders.
"He's too far gone sis. Dr. Cullen said he's not coming out of this."
"He has to. He has to come back for me and the baby. He can't leave us."
They stay there for a while longer until Janice and Jacob Whitlock come back in with Carlisle.
"Christi do you want to stay here?" Janice asks her face red and puffy.
Christi nodded clutching Jasper's hand in hers tightly lacing their fingers together.
Carlisle goes over to the machines keeping Jasper alive and shuts them all down as he looks out of the corner of his eye and sees Christi grasp onto her brothers hand tightly in tears.
He listens as the boy's heartbeat slowly stops then slows so much but becomes undetectable to the machines and they give a long solid beep. He looks at him out of the corner of his eye he knew as soon as the boy got to the morgue he would change him and just give the Whitlock's a body of a boy who looked identical to Jasper who had died from surgical complications for removing his appendix.