It had been two weeks since the accident; Claire was still in a coma. I hadn't been back home in days, I didn't even want to go back the first time but Eve and Michael made me saying that when Claire wakes up she's not going to want me smelling next to her. I didn't care about whether I smelled or not all I cared about was that my fiancé and baby weren't alone, that they were safe. I don't really know if I can even call her my fiancé anymore, I understand why she'd hate me but I just hope that she'll let me explain things and believe them. It was night time again, her mum was back at the glass house asleep, she'd been staying there ever since she came back; not wanting to be alone in her old house which I totally get because I wouldn't want to be alone either. Eve and Michael were there too, they kept trying to get me to come back and have something to eat and to sleep, when I did go back it was only to have a shower and change my clothes and then it was back to Claire at the hospital. I hadn't really slept in the past 2 weeks; Claire had some pretty bad nights when I was woken by the sound of her machine beeping. It scared the shit out of me, all of this does; my fiancé in a coma and the fact that she's pregnant and I'm going to be a dad. I don't think I'm ready to be a dad but I know that I have to be there for Claire, that's if she'll have me. I hate not knowing what's going to happen to her or that tomorrow morning she might leave me forever. I can't stand it, why couldn't it have been me who was hit? Claire doesn't deserve any of this and I don't deserve her. I'd lost some weight since Claire's been in hospital, I haven't eaten in days or slept; I feel like I'm about to drop dead at any minute. Shane don't think that, Claire could die and if she doesn't, she's going to need you; they're both going to need you! At that moment I realised I had to keep my strength up for Claire's sake so I got up kissed her on the forehead and headed down to the cafeteria. I picked out myself a nice chicken and bacon sandwich, a bag of ready salted crisps and a bottle of coke. I started eating it on the way back to Claire, I hadn't even realised that I was that hungry but as soon as the bread touched my lung I couldn't stop. I'd finished the first half in 3 bites. I positioned myself back into the seat next to Claire and continued eating. Just as I was about to put a crisp in my mouth her machine started beeping. At first I thought this was a bad sign, I mean all the other times it had indicated that she was dying but not this time. The lines on her machine were increasing, she was breathing by herself! I dropped the crisps and drink to the floor and stood up, I put one hand on her forehead and the other in hers. I quickly left the room in search of the doctor. When I returned her eyes were open, I could see those beautiful blue eyes again but when I looked in them I saw panic. She was struggling against the tube in her mouth, tears rolling down her cheeks and when she saw me she moved away from me; if she didn't have the tube in her mouth she would definitely have been screaming at me, I could tell she was trying to. The doctor made me leave the room and after many protests I finally agreed. I looked at her through the blinds; she was glaring at me; her eyes filled with tears. I phoned the Glass house.

"Hello?" Michael asked

"Hey it's Shane you've got to come down here right now!" I almost shouted

"Why? What happened? Please don't tell me she's dead, oh god Shane she's not dead is she?"

"No she's not dead, she woke up Michael; about a minute ago the doctors with her but I had to phone you"

"Oh my god that's amazing! We'll be there as soon as we can"

I shut my phone and turned back to face Claire's room, she was still looking in the direction she had been before I phoned them, her eyes still fixed on me; I felt my heartbeat speed up. My throat suddenly went dry, my palms were sweaty; how could her just looking at me like that make me feel like this?

I wasn't alone anymore; Eve, Michael and Claire's mum appeared behind me.

"How is she?" her mother asked

"I don't know the doctor kicked me out of the room"

We were all looking at her, her eyes still locked on mine and then she quickly turned to the right and was sick all over the floor, not only was there sick but there was also blood. I reached out for the door handle but Michael put his hand on my shoulder to stop me.

"Michael I have to go in there and find out what's wrong"

"Shane let them do there job, we'll find out what's wrong with her soon"

"But…"

"Shane you're not going to help Claire if you go in there and distract the doctor when he's trying to help her ok?"

"Fine" I finally said

We watched the doctor and Claire from outside the room, my leg was bouncing up and down in frustration. Why was it taking so long?

Claire had stopped being sick now but the doctor was checking her over, we still weren't allowed in. I was watching her closely, she was speaking just nodding and then when he shone the light in her eyes she screamed and looked away. That was all I could take, I opened the door and ran over to her.

"What did you do to her?" I asked the doctor

"Nothing it seems Claire was having a flashback from the accident; the light probably reminded her of the headlights"

I carried on over to Claire until she put her hand out to stop me.

"Don't come any closer Shane, I mean it"