Chapter 4

Ross turned his back to Blake and Ed to softly shut the door. He closed his eyes, briefly, not believing what he just heard Ed ask. Could Blake really be pregnant? Was it his? He knew she had been seen with Leo around town, but he didn't think she had slept with anybody but him recently. Though, knowing Blake and her reputation, he couldn't be sure.

Pretending to not hear, Ross spoke, "Blake, I just got off the phone with the Assistant District Attorney. He'll be taking over Leo's DUI case. You need to know, however, that Leo is trying to say that you were the one who was driving the car tonight."

"What?" Blake looked at Ross, feeling a mixture of relief that he didn't seem to have heard Ed ask about the baby and lust over Ross's disheveled appearance. He looked much like he had that night, after Mindy and Nick's non-wedding, during the Blackout.

"The ADA is working on a subpoena for your blood tests. The crime scene tech found some blood on the passenger side dashboard. If it matches yours, it proves Leo is lying. His blood alcohol level was high enough to be charged with a DUI. The ADA will be coming by in the morning to get your statement."

Just then, there was a knock on the door and Lillian poked her head in. "Ed, can I see you for a moment. You need to sign off on this paperwork for the subpoena."

"Excuse me for just a moment," Ed told Blake and Ross and walked out into the hallway, closing the door behind him.

Blake twisted her hands in the blanket that was covering her legs. "So…quite a night. I hope it was good for you?" She said sarcastically and flashed a toothy grin.

"Blake...," Ross said in a harsh whisper.

Blake crooked her eyebrow, prompting him to go on.

"We really need to talk."

"Talk? About what exactly? I thought we had done all the talking we needed the other night. You certainly said all that you needed to say about me."

"Blake, I want to apologize. I said some things that, in retrospect, weren't very nice or even very true." Ross moved closer to the bed, intending to sit down, and reached for Blake's hand that was still twisted up in the blanket.

Blake snatched her hand back, "No, you were right the first time. It became very clear to me tonight what this town thinks of me."

"Blake, please. Come over tomorrow night. To the carriage house. I want to talk to you where we won't have to worry about any interruptions."

"I'll think about it. Not sure that I want to go through hearing how unacceptable I am again."

Ed opened the door before Ross could reply. "Okay, now all that's taken care of, Blake, I think it's time you get some rest."

"Yes," spoke Ross, moving towards the door. "The ADA will be by around 8:00 tomorrow morning for your statement."

As the door closed, Ed looked over at Blake, "Did I interrupt something? You two looked very serious when I came in."

"No, just our usual banter." Blake smiled up at Ed, wondering what he would think if he learned about her affair with Ross. Ed was one of the few people in town who still gave her the benefit of the doubt, even though he clearly knew all of her shortcomings and faults. She didn't want to disappoint him yet again.

"Okay, you just get some rest. Unfortunately, you'll have a nurse checking on you every hour. It's standard operating procedure for head injuries. A crime scene tech already came to pick up your blood test results. Luckily, Leo has type B- blood, so all they need to do is a simple blood typing to prove you were on the passenger side. As long as the blood on the dashboard is O+, Leo will be charged with a DUI."

Blake looked up confused, "A+, you mean."

"What? No, the blood will need to match yours, O+," Ed replied.

"Yes, my blood type is A+, not O+," Blake shook her head.

Ed, confused, reached over to Blake's chart at the edge of the bed and flipped it open. "A+," he spoke slowly.

"Yes, I think I'd know my own blood type," Blake laughed. "I donate blood every few months, the blood type is right on the card. Why did you think I was O+?"

Ed took a deep breath, realizing that this moment would be a turning point in all of their lives. "Roger's blood type is O+."

"Okay," Blake spoke. "But children don't have to have the same blood type as their parents. I did take high school biology."

"Your mother also has type O+ blood." Speaking slowly, Ed let that news sink in.

Blake gaped at Ed. "But…that means…that…Roger," she trailed off.

"Roger Thorpe cannot be your biological father."

To Be Continued...