Chapter 4

(A/N – In this chapter, a flash back will be italicized. As before, signing is bold, and spoken words are in "quotes".)

I was shocked with how fast 10 weeks really went when you were working full time, volunteering, and looking for a house that was within reason.

I stopped getting morning sickness after the 12th week of my pregnancy, which was a relief for both Emmett and I. He had missed a lot of his morning classes to stay with me and sooth me when I was hit with the worse of it, and once it passed, he was actually more relieved than ever to be able to wake up in the morning and see my smiling face leaning over him.

I had done a lot of shopping for our little baby, from getting a crib, to getting a few unisex outfits. Emmett was convinced I was having a girl, and I was convinced I was having a boy, so we agreed that until we knew, we'd get yellows and greens.

"Have you picked a name?" Bay signed and spoke the Monday before our scheduled ultrasound.

We have some, but we haven't picked any for certain yet, Emmett replied. I smiled and punched his arm playfully.

If it's a girl, I want it to be Emily Lynn, but Emmett doesn't think it's fair to name the girl after him, I signed and a soft laugh.

Bay smiled and laughed. She had been a huge support these last few weeks. She even agreed to make a special painting for the nursery as soon as we knew what we were having.

Daphne on the other hand, refused to speak to me or Emmett. It put a huge strain on our relationship for the first few days, but we both agreed that if she wasn't going to be supportive, we could live without her.

"Name it Toby if it's a boy!" Toby said and attempted to sign. I shook my head and signed If it's a boy, I was thinking Cody Tyler, but Emmett doesn't like it.

Emmett laughed and took my hand, and signed. That's because you're having a girl.

We'll know by Wednesday! I still think it's a little boy.

The rest of dinner was spent throwing baby names around. By the end of the night, we had a long list of names to choose from.

Wednesday came faster than I had expected, and as we sat in the waiting room, I found myself suddenly very cold.

Emmett felt the goose bumps rise on my arm, and quickly pulled his leather jacket around me. I snuggled up next to him, and waited in silence for Dr. Dee to call my name.

Once we were in the examination room, I felt a wave of dizziness. I decided not to say anything though, because I was too excited to learn the sex of our baby.

As Dr. Dee began the ultrasound, I noticed a worried expression cross her face.

What's wrong? I asked.

I'm having a little trouble finding the baby's heartbeat, She answered honestly.

Is our baby alright? Emmett signed hurriedly.

Yupp, there we go. And congratulations! Kanzii, Emmett, you're having a little girl! She signed happily and turned the monitor so we could both see.

Told you so, Emmett signed with a laugh. I smiled and squeezed his hand. I looked at the image before me, and felt my heart do a little, happy flip.

Is her weight normal? Her heart rate? I signed.

Her heart rate is a little slow, but that's normal, because she is a little small for 18 weeks. However, we do want you to start eating a little more, so your little girl can put on a little more weight. And I want to see you here in two weeks, for another ultrasound. We'll make sure everything looks good again. Dr. Dee signed. She smiled at me as Emmett wiped the jelly off my stomach. I smiled at him and stuck my tongue out.

I woke very early the next morning to someone shaking me. I opened my eyes and blinked at the bright light shining in my face. Emmett leaned over me, and waved his hand, as if to get my attention. I blinked again, then sat up, confused.

Daphne's in the hospital. He signed urgently.

What? What happened? I signed, still half asleep.

She got into a car accident. Her and Bay are both at the hospital. She was driving, and they were rear ended. Regina just texted my mom, get dressed. He signed hurriedly. I nodded, nauseated by the whole situation. I grabbed the closest pair of jeans I could find, and pulled Emmett's leather jacket on over my black cami. Emmett wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me downstairs, out the front door, and into the car, where Melody was waiting.

It took all of 15 minutes to get to the hospital, and once we were there, I felt my heart racing. I took a deep breath, and hurried through the long hallway. I knew exactly where the trauma unit was. It was like 2 years ago all over again.

"We're looking for Bay Kennish and Daphne Vasquez, we were notified that they were in a car accident," I told the receptionist. She said something that I didn't catch, so I pointed to my ears, then to a pad of paper on her desk. She gasped, then wrote down the room number quickly. Both girls were in the same room.

You've got to be kidding me, I signed to Emmett when I saw the room number. 405. The same room my mother and brother had died in. I took a deep breath and swallowed the vomit that was rising up my throat. Emmett took my hand and squeezed.

We don't have to go in, if you don't want to, he signed, but I knew if I told him not to, he'd be crushed. Daphne and Bay were our friends.

I'll be okay. I just need a minute. I answered. I asked him to wait for me while I ran into the girl's room and threw up. I took a deep breath and forced myself to stand. I splashed cold water over my face and looked in the mirror. I looked like absolute shit. I pulled my hair into a messy ponytail, then walked out of the bathroom, my head pounding. Emmett looked at me, a concerned expression crossing his face. I reassured him that I was fine, then took his hand and pulled him down the hall, into the room. I was shocked at the scene before me.