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Christian and Taylor had got to the hospital in record time, ignoring all the speed limits the whole way.
He's hurried straight in, searching desperately for his sister.
He was directed to her room and looked through the glass window where he could see her, his heart sinking to the floor.
Ivy was covered in tubes, monitors and bandages.
She had a horrifically bruised and swollen face, along with bruises all down the left hand side of her bed, scratches over the rest of it.
There was a tube down her throat and she was attached to a multitude of machines, all of which were beeping steadily.
Christian made his way into the room slowly, his arms and legs barely working as he tried to go in, his limbs frozen in shock at the sight of his tiny, slim little sister, the young woman who he cared about more than anyone else in the entire world….she was lying there unconscious and seemingly being kept alive by the machines surrounding her.
Daniel was standing off to the side of the room, his back against the wall and staring at Ivy, barely blinking. He looked like a broken man, hair tousled, shirt half untucked, top button undone and his tie hanging loosely around his neck and undone. His expression was dazed and shocked.
He vaguely looked up as Christian entered the doorway 'Daniel? What happened?'. The younger man's voice was cracked and quiet
'she was arguing with her mother...tried to cross a street...some dick jumped a red light and smashed right into her...Zara Viljoen got a bit bruised up but she was fine...'.
Christian muttered 'Christ...how is she-is she...?'.
Daniel sighed deeply 'she's alive...there are two babies Christian- two- and they're both okay...but the doctors told me that they were only able to be 'slightly optimistic...Christian that's the woman I love and my babies...I can't let them go'.
Christian looked up sharply 'two?'. Daniel nodded
'we're having twins Christian. I find the girl of my dreams, I'm made partner in Harper and Cole, the woman I love more than anything in the world agrees to marry me and she's pregnant with twins…I knew things were too good to be true…this must be my fault…god…
Zara Viljoen was sitting on an examination bed, arm in a sling and staring at the wall looking shell shocked.
Taylor knocked on the open door and looked up vacantly, looking dazed as Taylor moved in slightly, looking over the woman. She was covered in bruises and cuts, a set of stitches running down her forehead.
'Miss Viljoen…Mr Grey told me to tell you that Ivy is in room 406, if you wanted to visit her'.
She nodded, looking confused, and Taylor recognized the signs of a mild concussion in her expression 'Is she…is she okay?'.
Taylor sat down opposite Zara on one of the brown seats so they were eye level.
'Look, I won't lie to you, she's in a bad way. They found out earlier today that she is pregnant with twins…the babies are both alright as far as they can tell but, well…uh…Ivy has broken several ribs and she sustained a head injury. At the moment they don't know the extent of the damage, but they can't do much until the swelling has gone down…..It doesn't look good, if I'm honest'.
Zara broke down crying immediately, completely at a loss to control herself as she realised how she had possibly caused her daughters accident in part.
Grace had hurriedly come onto shift when she'd been told the news of the accident. She was on her way to the HR department to sign some paperwork but at the message on her pager, she'd run up several flights of stairs and pulled on a pair of surgical gloves immediately.
They'd managed to stabilise Ivy but in all honesty all of them bad been surprised she'd pulled through long enough for them to be able to.
Everyone one of them had expected to either lose Ivy on the ER table or lose the foetuses. Somehow they had managed to stem the bleeding and intubate her to control her breathing.
The heartbeats of the two babies were kept under constant supervision, as was Ivy.
Grace knew that the man who had run the red light and caused the accident was only a few doors down from where Ivy was and passed, glancing in the room.
He was barely bruised or cut up, clearly the brunt of the accident had been taken by Ivy and her mother.
Christian saw his mother freeze slightly and continue walking towards Ivy's room, where Daniel was standing with him near the doorway.
He knew exactly what his mother had seen, or rather who, her expression was stony and she looked livid. Daniel glanced up at the stony silence that had descended 'what?'.
Grace and Christian both shook their heads and Grace glanced down the corridor again, seeing that the middle aged balding blonde man was being moved to another room by two nurses, who were talking to him as he walked slowly up the corridor.
Daniel saw the man and saw the expression on Grace and Daniel's face, and he knew immediately who the man was.
Daniel pushed past Christian and pushed the man against the wall so hard that he was winded, his face set in a vicious snarl
'That's my pregnant fiancée in there, I hope you're fucking happy about what you've done. I'm the best lawyer in the fucking City, I'll sue you for every penny you have, you're great grandchildren will be paying your debts off for years'.
The man gulped and Daniel leant in closer, his voice soft and menacing 'if anything happens to her or either of my babies, I'll kill you'.
Daniel released the man and stalked wordlessly back into Ivy's room.
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