Blood? Why is there blood on my pants? What's happening? Something's happening to Jack.

" Okay, we're here!"

" We're at the hospital, Jade," said Cat.

Suddenly, somebody carried me out of the car. I looked up and saw Beck. " Beck," I slowly whispered.

We were in the hospital. I saw a male nurse looking down at me. A few more nurses were surrounding me.

My mind went blank again.

What on earth is happening? Why is this happening? I'm fainting, sharp pains are coming through m stomach, and there's blood on my pants.

Jack. My son. What's happening to him? I don't give a damn if the doctors can't save me. I just want them to save him.

I came back.

I was in a dark room with one light on. There were four or five doctors surrounding me.

One of them held me down, while another one rips my clothes off. Then, I heard a doctor say, " The placenta detatched!"

The placenta detatched? I knew what that meant. Every mother's worst nightmare. My little Jack is dying.

" Get him out!" I screamed at the nurses. " He can't breathe! Get him out!"

What the hell are they doing? Can't they see that my son is dying? I want them to get him out!

" Save him! Save my son now!"

" We're gonna do C-section!" yelled one of the doctors.

One of the nurses said to me, "Everything's gonna be fine."

" He's suffocating!" I screamed. "Jack! Jack! NO!"

A new pain came. They were cutting open my stomach.

Suddenly, my mind went blank again.

I couldn't feel or see anything. Am I dead? Is this heaven? Did Jack survive? If this was heaven, I was kind of hoping it would look a little brighter with clouds and angels.

All of a sudden, an old memory came back to me.

It was three years ago. I was working at Lenny's Coffee Shop. After I was serving a Cappachino to a mother who's ignoring her crying baby, I heard an argument between some guy and girl.

" Donna, come on," said the guy. "Why are you breaking up with me?"

" Because you are such a pig!" said the girl. " Always looking at girls when I'm around."

" I don't do that!"

When I walked past them to give another customer his coffee, the guy arguing with his girlfriend looked at me.

" Beck!" screamed the girl.

" Uhhh… what?" said the guy.

" We're over!"

Then, she stomped out of the shop. The guy was pissed off.

For some reason, I felt sorry for him. I wanted to help him. I walked over to him and asked, " Hey, are you okay?"

" No, not really," he said. " Just another breakup again. Sometimes I feel like having a girlfriend is such a waste of time."

" It shouldn't be a waste of time when you find a girl you really like. You can't just randomly pick one. You just gotta find the right one."

" Thanks."

" You're welcome."

" By the way, I'm Beck."

" I'm Jade."

That moment was when I first met Beck. Why did that memory come to my mind?

Suddenly, I was in a white cloudy place. I looked around an found my deceased mother.

" Mom?" I asked.

" Hello, Jade," she said.

I ran to hugged her. I missed my mom. Her dark brown hair and my dark blue eyes.

After I pulled her out of the hug, I asked, " Mom, what's happening?"

" Oh, sweetie, you're just having a near death experience."

" Near death experience?"

" Yes, I'm sending you back."

" Back?"

" Back to earth. Beck can't take care of my grandchild all by himself."

" Okay. Thank you, Mom. I love you."

" I love you too, Jade. Tell your baby I said hi."

" Okay."

All of a sudden, I woke up to a bright light.