Chapter 11

As the wait grew longer, members of house 51 began to show up to the hospital to offer their support, each one would quietly take a seat not daring to make an attempt to speak. It amazed Matt how many times they have waited in this room, but it still did not make any easier, especially this time. His attention went to the door when he saw a dark haired man walking towards him. He instantly got to feet, drawing the attention of some of his co-workers as he did so.

"Hey man," Antonio said as he pulled Matt into a hug. "Any word on my sister?" he asked with pleading eyes.

"Nothing yet, no body has come out to tell us anything," Matt says moving his eyes to his feet for a moment and then back up to Antonio. "I don't know what Gabby has told you," Matt began to say, he felt like he needed to explain why he and Gabby were not together right now.

"It doesn't matter," Antonio said cutting him off. "The only thing that matters is that you are here when she needs you the most."

"I do really love her and I'm not going anywhere," Matt added.

"I know, and she loves you too. She is just too damn stubborn," Antonio patted Matt on his back. "I'm going to call Laura and the kids to let them know about Gabby, I didn't want to say anything until I got here."

"I'll let you know if the doctors come out," Matt told him. Antonio thanked him as he moved to the other side of the room and took out his cell phone.

Matt began to pace the waiting room; he couldn't handle sitting still anymore, he felt like he was loosing his mind. He had spent his whole life helping other people, rescuing them from the jaws of death and now he felt utterly helpless to protect the most important person in life.

"Excuse me Lieutenant Casey," a man said bringing Matt out of his thoughts and into the present world. He recognized the man from House 105. He then looked behind the man to see a group of fire fighters standing in the opening of the waiting room. "We work with Dawson at 105. We wanted to come here and show our support and ask if there is anything we can do."

Matt was confused as to why they were actually here, he knew that it was based on common curtsey, but he knew how they felt about Dawson. Matt could tell that he didn't hide how he was feeling because the man in front of him began to explain, "I know that we haven't always been that warm to Dawson, but it doesn't mean that we want her to be hurt. To tell you the truth if it wouldn't have been for her and her quick thinking Welch would have died the other day."

A sense of pride began to build up in Casey as he thought about Dawson saving the day as a fire fighter. Any feeling of happiness for Matt was short lived, when he saw the doctor walking down the hallway towards the waiting room. His heart stopped beating with each step she took. He didn't know how to read the expression on her face, which was making it harder for him to breath.

"Family of Gabriela Dawson," the doctor said as she stopped and looked around the room to all the waiting faces.

"I'm her fiancée," Matt said knowing that wasn't the whole truth, but he didn't think it really mattered at this point. Antonio moved to the other side of Matt and folded his arms over his chest.

She nodded her head, "Ms. Dawson has suffered from a lacerated spleen, a punctured lung due to a broken rib as well as some other internal bleeding and a concussion. We have been able to stabilizer her, however her condition is serious."

"When can I see her?" Matt asked.

"Mr," she paused not knowing his name.

"Casey," Matt told her instantly.

"Mr. Casey, there is more I need to tell you."

Matt could tell by the look on her face that whatever she was about to say was going to break him. He just needed to know that Gabby was alive, everything else was second.

"Due to the extent of Ms. Dawson's injuries we were unable to save the fetus."

"The fetus?" Matt asked almost choking on the words the doctor had just used before him. He was unsure if he heard her right.

The doctor closed her eyes for a brief moment and then looked back at him, "You didn't know did you?"

"Know what?" Matt asked already knowing the answer, but he actually needed to hear the words. He needed to hear the doctor use the word pregnant.

"Ms. Dawson was about seven weeks pregnant. I'm so sorry for your loss," the doctor told him.

Matt couldn't feel anything, his body went completely numb and everything went around him was in slow motion. Tears began to weld up in his blue eyes, he could the doctor's mouth moving, but couldn't make since of anything she was saying. "I need to see her," Matt finally got out.

"Mr. Casey, I don't think"

Matt quickly cut her off, "I need to see my fiancée now. I need to see her."

The doctor simply nodded her head, "follow me," she said as she turned around. Matt did as she asked, she led him down a long white hallway past a set of double doors, Matt could hear her talking to him, but he couldn't focus on anything he had to say. He lost his child today and almost lost his fiancée, nothing this woman has to say could make it any better. She stopped in front of a door that led into a room with curtain drawn up. Matt stepped into the room and past the curtain to find Gabby lying there completely still. Bruises and small cuts covered her face, a tube was placed down her throat, and a bandage was wrapped around her head.

Matt took the seat next to Gabby's bed and took her hand. He lightly kissed her knuckle and for the first time since learning of the accident, he broke down. He cried for the loss of their child, he cried for almost losing her, and he cried for all the time they wasted being apart.

Author's Note:

Don't hate me! I really thought about Gabby dying, but I have direction in mind for this story, so if she died it would really mess it up. Thank you for reading this story!