(I know it's been a while, and I apologize! It just seemed like no one was interested in my story (judging by the reviews) and I just got discouraged. -.- Anywho, here's the next chapter)

Chapter Nine

Upon finding out about the C-section from Sam, he sat in the waiting room and Sam chose to join him. The tension seemed to fly when it came to Elizabeth. Without acknowledging it, Sam was jealous of the 'innocent' Liz. Making amends just seemed so complicated in a sense. She wasn't the type of person who'd want to drag Jason down and discourage his freedom in the relationship. "She'll be okay," Trying to console the situation, she made sure to include Lucky by looking in his direction.

Patrick came out of the surgery room and Sam noted that he didn't have that spark of sass in his eyes. He looked to Jason then to Lucky. "There have been some difficulties…" He started and the room instinctively tensed. "The baby's out, but Elizabeth's in critical condition. We've tried to get her out of it, but now all we can do is wait."

"Can I see her?" Lucky asked abruptly as he stood up, looking at the doctor with apprehension in his eyes for the woman he loved just beyond the door.

"Go ahead, she's unconscious at the time. Same rule as always, one person at a time."

Lucky went in, only for his heart to shatter in a million and one pieces. Her face was so pale and so void of any emotion. Walking up along her bedside, he lifted his hand to touch her frame ever so delicately as if it would break any moment. The frown on his face was visible and his eyes watered lightly but refused to spill any tears. "You'll make, you've been through so much. Part of it's my fault, you've always said otherwise." A hint of a smile occurred but disappeared as quickly as it appeared. "God," He glanced up at the ceiling then to Liz. "I wish I was there for you before this, maybe it wouldn't have happened." His voice was soft but strained.

"Lucky?"

Lucky turned to see Sam and he immediately looked back to Elizabeth.

"She's still unconscious?"

"Yeah."

"It's not your fault. The drug thing, it wasn't something you could stop on your own. You were addicted, there wasn't much you could do back then."

"I've lied to her so much in the past…"

Sam sighed and sat right next to him on the seat farther from Liz. "Everyone lies at some point, and no one's perfect. I'm sure that at some point, she's forgiven you. Don't beat yourself up," She tried to console him and she hoped that it was working.

(Sorry for the short update, but it's still an update right:D Hope you enjoyed it, and if you review I just might update sooner than Friday! )