Title: Unanswered Prayers
By: Morgan

Disclaimer: Saban owns all PR material that I write about in this story. I'm writing this completely out of boredom and recreation, so please don't sue me. Oh yeah, all the stuff or people you don't recognize was made up by me and I own them.

Distribution: Anywhere as long as you ask me first.

Rating: R for language and adult situations.

My Notes: Thanks to all the people who have reviewed and a special thanks to all the ones who review every chapter. It helps me out a lot to figure out what I'm going to write about in the next chapter. ~Morgan~
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Angel Grove Memorial Hospital
Sunday, September 26, 2000 5:56 P.M.
Angel Grove, Ca

"Oh, my baby! Where is she? No! I will not fill out that paper work until you tell me how my daughter is doing..."

"Mrs. Kwan, I am sorry, but this is standard hospital procedure. We cannot let you just barge in here without filling out the proper paper work," a snooty nurse in her mid twenties said as she held a clipboard with a huge stack of papers on it out insistently in front of Abby's face.

"This is ridiculous. My daughter has been in an accident and you won't tell me anything!"

Just then, her husband, Mark, walked out from the third floor elevator with the same panicky expression lighting his face.

"Abby? Abby? Is she all right? Did you see her?"

"No, they won't tell me anything! And this bitch better watch out, because she is fixing to get it," she said glaring at the frightened nurse.

"I'm only doing my job, you have to understand that."

Mark looked cautiously to his spouse, "What the hell is going on here Abby?"

"She won't let me back there to see Trini because I won't fill out that damn paperwork. My daughter's life is more important to me than hospital procedure you skanky ..."

"I'll fill it out," Mark interjected quickly. His wife may be little, but he knew not to piss her off. This lady was definitely treading on thin ice.

Abby walked quickly down the hall to the receptionist desk there and asked for Trini Kwan's room number.

The receptionist, with Patty on her name tag, smiled and said, "It's room 412 ma'am. Go down that hallway there and make a left. Take another right at the wheelchair with that old gooney lady Maybelle in it. It will be the fourth door on the right."

"Thank you."

She found the room easy enough, but she was deathly afraid of what she would find when she opened the door. She peered inside and what she saw brought tears automatically to her eyes. There was Trini, her baby, laying there in the small bed, with tubes and IV's all over her and poking out from underneath her blankets. Her face was barely recognizable due to all off the bruises and cuts from the wreck, her left knee was heavily wrapped up with gauze and bandages, and there were machines packed wall to wall into the medium sized room beeping and doing whatnot. She appeared to be restlessly sleeping. Abby wasn't quite sure what to think about all of this, but this wouldn't be the hardest part. The most difficult part would be telling her daughter that the other person involved in the wreck, the seventeen year old girl driving the black car that had hit them, had died instantly on impact. She had not been wearing her seat belt and was intoxicated. The blow from the crash had sent her flying through the windshield and to her untimely death. She could barely handle the news, and there was no telling how her daughter would take it.

She walked up to the bed and gently rubbed her daughter's swollen forehead, careful not to hurt her anymore than she already was. She spoke softly and with care, as to not wake her only child from her untranquil rest.

"Hey Tri, it's me, Mom. How are you baby? You have to pull through this, because if you don't, I won't know what to do. You're mommy's little angel, and I need you to survive. I can't live without you. Please Tri. I love you." She just broke down, not able to contain her emotions anymore. It was all too much. Her daughter was here, close to death, and she couldn't do anything to help her. Never before had she felt so powerless and alone than she did at that very moment.
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Tommy and Kim's Apartment
Sunday, September 26, 8:47 P.M.
Angel Grove, Ca

The telephone rang just as the group had finished cleaning up the mess produced by the party they had just had.

"I'll get it," Kim said as she wobbled to the far end of the living room to answer the phone. It took her until the forth ring to get there, but she answered it.

"Hello? Oh, hey Mr. Kwan. What? Oh my God, are they okay? Which one? Angel Grove Memorial? Okay, of course we'll come. We'll be there in a couple minutes. Okay...bye..." She hung up the phone and just stared at it for a couple seconds. She didn't want to believe that she had just held that conversation with Trini's dad. Well, there went her good day.

"What's wrong beautiful? Did the elastic just pop in your panties again?" Tommy didn't know what to make of her face, so he decided to go with a joke.

"Umm...that was Mark, Trini's dad. There has been an accident. Adam and Trini were admitted at Angel Grove Memorial hospital early this evening. They were supposedly hit by a drunk driver. Adam is doing fine, but it doesn't look good for Trini. We need to get down there and be there for their families."

"Are you serious Kim?" Kat knew by the look on her face that she was. No one had expected this by a long shot. I guess it's true what they say, you never know what you have until you don't have it anymore. "Oh my gosh. Lets go guys."
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Angel Grove Memorial Hospital
Sunday, September 26, 2000 9:23 P.M.
Angel Grove, Ca

The group had made record timing getting to the hospital, but there wasn't anything they could do once they got there. The doctors didn't have any more news on Trini's condition, so they all just sat around and waited in the waiting room area. Tommy called Jason and Tanya, and after explaining to them numerous times that there was nothing they could do for Trini or Adam at the hospital, they decided to come back from Hawaii after only spending one night there on their honeymoon anyway.

Tommy sighed," Jason and Tanya are on their way back. They said they were hoping on the first plane they could get on to get back here. I tried to tell them to stay and enjoy their vacation, but they wouldn't listen."

"We'll have to pitch in and get them another honeymoon out in Hawaii later on since this one had to be cut short," Aisha suggested.

"That's a great idea Aisha. Are you okay beautiful? You haven't said a word since we got in the car." Tommy was starting to get worried about Kim. She was starting to get more and more withdrawn as the time passed, and they hadn't even been there for an hour.

"I'm doing okay, but I keep having this weird feeling coming from my lower back all the way around to my belly. It's starting to become annoying. Really annoying." She massaged her lower back with her left hand as her right one rubbed her tummy where the baby was kickboxing her up by her ribs.

"Are you okay? Does it hurt," Tommy said coming to her side and looking into her eyes with a serious, concerned look on his face.

"No, not really. I'm fine, lets go see if that shrew will let us back there to see Adam now. Help me up?" When she finally got hauled up from the comfy lounge chair, they made their way down the hall and into Adam's room to talk and check up on him.
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Angel Grove Memorial Hospital Women's Bathroom
Sunday, September 26, 2000 9:54 P.M.
Angel Grove, Ca

Kat entered the bathroom and immediately the smell of pine invaded her senses.

"Kim, are you okay? Are you even in here," she asked when she didn't get an answer to her first question. Kim came out of a far stall and smiled at Kat.

"I'm fine, but I think I'm in labor. The pains are becoming more frequent and stronger every time they hit me. Good thing we are in a hospital huh?" She laughed a little more for Kat's sake than her own.

"You can't be serious. But you're right, it's a good thing we are all ready here. Have you told Tommy yet?" Kim shook her head no. "I figured as much, he isn't freaking out yet."

"Yeah, but I have a ways to go. The contractions are about seven minutes apart and they haven't become unbearable yet. They just feel like bad cramps right now."

"Well, that's one good thing then. Have they told you anything about Trini yet?"

"Actually, they have. She woke up about fifteen minutes ago and said she felt okay beside the obvious pains from her injuries. The surgery went well and they said that everything was running smoothly right now. She is going to have to stay in the hospital for at least another week, but they'll have to see what her condition is next week before they will even think about releasing her. Adam's getting released tomorrow morning. They want to make sure that he stays awake tonight and that his head injury isn't any worse than it looks."

"That's good then. How did Trini take the news about that girl? I know that had to be hard to take finding out that she died..."

"Umm...all her mother said is that she took it fairly well and that Trini didn't really want to discuss it. Every time someone brings it up she changes the subject. But, I know I don't blame her for not wanting to talk about it. Adam, on the other hand, hasn't said a word hardly to anyone since they told him earlier today. Apparently, his parents got here before anyone else and when they came to visit him he told them to go away. He's taking this pretty hard. I think he blames himself for Trini's injuries and that girl's death." She had to stop talking as a small contraction hit her. She breathed through it like a pro and a minute later continued her conversation with Kat. "So, where were we?"

"Umm...lets see...Adam blaming himself for all of this," Kat helped. They both headed towards the door and made their way back to the waiting room as they talked.

"Oh yeah. I think that he'll be okay once he hears that Trini's okay. That's probably what he's so quiet about."

"Hello Kimberly, Katherine. How are you ladies tonight," Mark asked as they walked up.

Kat answered, "I'm fine sir, but Kim here is another story. Can you believe this girl has went off and gone into labor? Unbelievable right?"

"Perfect timing Kim. Sheesh..." Rocky said as he tried to rock Marie back to sleep. He had changed so much since his daughter had been born. He was so mature and serious now at times, but his old self lie just beneath the surface and reappeared all the time.

"Shut up Rocky, you're one to talk. Owe...mother fuc..." Kim said as a rather strong contraction ripped through her body. Maybe she should go sit down.

"Kimberly! Knotty, knotty...potty mouth, there are children here!"

"If you don't shut up, I'm going to kick your butt all the way to Texas. Now get out of my face Rocko. I'm not in the mood to mess with you." The contraction were coming about every five minutes now, and Kim thought it was probably a good time to find Tommy, who was going to be her coach, and get admitted into the hospital. "Has anyone seen Tommy?"

"I'll go get him, he's in the cafeteria. You sit down and rest a while Kim," Billy said as he headed for the elevator.
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Angel Grove Memorial Hospital
Sunday, September 26, 2000 10:11 P.M.
Angel Grove, Ca

"How are you filling honey? Can I get you anything?"

"I'm okay Mom," Trini said just above a whisper. The drugs they had given her for the pain where just kicking in and she was getting sleepy, the days long hours taking a toll on her body. "How's Adam?" She had asked about him at least three times before and had gotten the same answer, but that didn't stop her from asking the question again.

"He's fine dear. He's getting released tomorrow morning and he has already been up here to see you. He brought those flowers over there for you." She pointed to a beautiful bouquet of two dozen red roses. Some hadn't even bloomed yet. "Well, he didn't go pick them out and buy them, but you know what I mean."

"This sucks. I look horrible and my whole body aches. This day had brought nothing good with it."

"Actually, it has. Kim is presently in the Maternity Ward giving birth to her baby girl. That's good isn't it? I'll take you to see her when you are well enough to travel." She smiled. "It's okay honey, you can go to sleep. You need your rest," she said as she noticed Trini's head bobbing to the side as she fought of slumber.

"G'night Mom. Give my love to Adam, and tell Kim I'm thinking about her. Wake me up the second that baby gets here. I don't want to miss it."

"Sure thing Tri, sure thing."
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Angel Grove Memorial Hospital / Maternity Ward
Monday, September 27, 2000 6:09 A.M.
Angel Grove, Ca

Kimberly pushed as another contraction tore through her body. She wasn't sure how much more pushing and blinding pain she could handle. She was making steady progress, but she didn't care. She wanted to have this baby now, not later.

"...Arrrgghhh, it hurts!..." She screamed again for the hundredth time since she went into labor.

"I know Kim, but you're almost there beautiful. The baby is crowning, come on Kim, you can do it," Tommy encouraged as he wiped her forehead with a moist towel. His hand was aching and he was tired, but he dare not complain because he knew Kim was feeling much worse. "I can see the head Kim. She has a lot of hair beautiful. Close your eyes Kim...can't you just picture that tiny baby with massive hair and your cute little nose in your arms...don't you want to hold her? Come on baby, just a little longer and you'll have her in your arms..."

She pushed again, but that baby was not budging. It was Kim's luck to have a stubborn child that wasn't ready to come out into the world yet.

Dr. Mason looked to one of his assistants. "I need the forceps Michelle. This little bugger does not want to come out. Kimberly, I need you to not push for a second. I'm going to use these forceps to get the baby out...you'll feel a little burning and discomfort."

Kim panted hard as she tried not to push as Dr. Mason had advised her not to do. She squeezed Tommy's hand harder and tried to concentrate on anything but the pain. She was sweaty, hungry, tired, and in pain. All she wanted to do was get this over with.

"Damn Kim..." He shut up as she glared at him. "Sorry. Okay, breath baby, breath."

"Okay, I need you to give me one last hard push Kimberly. Bare down and give it all you got and you'll have your baby. Okay, PUSH!" He grabbed a nearby blanket and got ready to grab the child as it entered the world.

"Ahhhh!" She bared down and pushed, ready to get the show on the road. Then suddenly, the pain was gone, and a wailing cry filled the air.

"It's a girl Kim! She's gorgeous beautiful...Oh man, would you look at her..." Tommy was staring, fascinated at the tiny infant in Dr. Mason's large hands. She was crying loudly and wiggling so much that he had a hard time keeping hold of her.

"She's a feisty little devil isn't she? No baby I have ever delivered has put up a fight quite like this," Dr. Mason said as he semi-cleaned her off and wrapped her in a warm, pink blanket. He donned a beanie hat on her itty-bitty head and handed her to Kim.

She was crying before she even laid eyes on her child. "Oh, she's so beautiful." Tears were spilling down her face as she gazed at her daughter held in her arms for the first time. The baby opened her eyes and Kim saw that they were as blue as the sky itself. Just like Trevor's eyes...so beautiful. She unwrapped her and made sure that she had ten fingers and ten toes, then wrapped her back up.

"Would you like to hold her Tommy?" She carefully passed her to him as Tommy reached out for her. She was so small, so fragile. Just like a porcelain doll. "I know what I'm going to name her now..."

"Oh really, what's that?"

"Elizabeth. Elizabeth Rose Hart. After my mother...and your mother."

"Kim, I don't know what to say...I...thank you beautiful," Tommy said as he gazed down at the miracle in his arms.

Tears filled Kim's eyes again as she saw Tommy's own tears falling from his eyes. He didn't even try to hide them.
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Angel Grove Memorial Hospital / Maternity Ward Waiting Room
Monday, September 27, 2000, 6:29 A.M.
Angel Grove, Ca

Mostly everyone out of the thirty or so people sitting in the waiting room had been there since five o'clock that morning. They all looked up as Tommy, with a jubilant expression on his face, burst through the wooden doors into the waiting room.

"It's a girl! Six pounds, four ounces, nineteen inches long. She is gorgeous! Has a head full of light brown hair and big blue eyes. Looks exactly like Kim, except for her ears basically. Kim is doing great, she wants to see all you guys. But first, she wants to see all the grandparents..."

"What's her name?"

"Elizabeth Rose Hart." Tommy's face practically beamed with pride.
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Okay, that's all for tonight. I'm beat and I still have to pack. Yikes! Okay, did you like it? Love it? Hate it? Whatever, just REVIEW! Pllleeeaaaasssseeee...I'm begging you! I hoped you guys liked it, but the next chapter probably won't be here until Monday or something. But I'm not making any promises! ~Morgan~