-Part 2-

"Ashelin, you're not doin anymore racing. I'll take it from here on out." Torn , Ashelin would be one to argue, but this was about her baby who could possibly die. Had she been pregnant under normal circumstances, she would have done what she wanted and told Torn that he worries too much. But, with the poison coursing through her body, she knew the baby was at enough risk, and she wasn't going to put it at any more. Though, she couldn't help but wonder if anything they did would be enough. She was afraid that maybe it was already too late, that the baby would die anyway. They had begged Krew's agent to give them the antidote, if nothing else just to Ashelin and Keira, but to no avail. Krew's agent was just as heartless as he had been. Torn and Sig had tried threatening him, Desa had tried flirting with him, Daxter and Pecker had tried annoying him, Tess had tried sweet talking him, and Ashleigh had tried guilting him, but none of it worked.

"Torn, what if it's already too late?" she said.

"Ashelin, don't say that. It's not too late. We're not going to lose this baby. Understand?" he said. Ashelin nodded and buried her face in Torn's shoulder. She felt like crap thanks to the poison and she could only imagine what the baby was going through.

"Your baby will be fine. Look at you guys. You're strong. You're fighters. That baby is a fighter, too. Just look at it's parents." Desa assured them.

"Yeah, look at you two. It's gonna take more than a little poison to kill your baby." Jinx said.

"You're right." Ashelin said, "Thanks, Des."

"Anytime, ma'am." Desa said.

"Keira, look, you're father and I are worried about you overworking yourself. We're going to have Jes work on the cars from now on. You need your strength. The baby needs your strength." Jak said, putting his arm around Keira."Jak, Jes is an ottsel now. Remember?" she said.

"So, ottsels can fix things. Daxter helps me fix cars all the time." Jak said.

"Oh, yeah, I've seen what a great job he's done on some of the cars, too." Keira said."Yeah, but Jesy was a great mechanic even before she was an ottsel. Daxter never had a clue what he was doing." Jak said. Keira chuckled.

"Hey!" Daxter said, "I'm in the room! I'm right here! I can hear you!" Jak and Keira both laughed.

"Well, well, what's going on here with this racing team, hmm?" came a voice from the doorway. It was G.T. Blitz.

"Hey, Blitz man." Pecker said, earning a glare from Blitz and making Jesy laugh. Sometimes she swore Pecker did it just to rile Blitz up, but she couldn't be sure. Pecker never was one to keep his mouth shut and avoid trouble, sort of like Daxter actually. That was actually probably why he and Daxter didn't really get along. Blitz walked over to Ashelin and Torn."So, I just found out you won't be in the races anymore. What a shame. Why don't you tell us why?" he said, shoving the microphone in Ashelin's face.

"Leave her alone. She's sick. She can't race." Torn said, shoving Blitz back a little.

"Whoa, tattoo boy, there's no reason to get so upset with me. Can't we just get along?"

"I'll give you tattoo boy." Torn said, making a fist.

"Hey, whoa, whoa, hold on. Calm down there a minute, chili pepper. Let me handle this." Sig said, standing between Torn and Blitz. "Listen," Sig said to Blitz, "If I were you, I'd get my butt outta here before I take that camera and stick it so far up there, you'll be able to give yourself your own colonoscopy." Blitz turned and left the building, sulking, no doubt vowing to find out what the group was hiding. But, he knew he wasn't going to get anywhere right then.

"Sig, that was great, really great." Ashleigh said, smiling. She had always admired Sig's way of persuading or even intimidating people without making a huge scene. Not to mention, he was just funny. He didn't even mean to be funny, really, but some of the things he would say just were. This was one of those times.