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Dr. Williams shook his head and let out a great, lengthy sigh. "I don't know how to tell you this, but…"

"Jesus Fucking Christ… get it out already." Mark fumed at the doctor. Marie kissed his cheek and tried to calm him down.

Dr. Williams looked at Mark for a moment, then sighed again. "Chrissy was in a huge emotional state before all of this, right?"

"Yeah…" Glen looked over at Raven accusingly, but stopped as he saw the tears in his eyes. Raven was openly crying. A shiver ran down his spine.

"She was lucky. She is still alive, but she's not doing so well. She took severe trauma to the head, and she's in a coma right now, but we're feeling pretty optimistic that she'll come out of it soon… and her baby…"

"What about the baby?" Raven asked frantically.

"It is yours, I assume?" He asked Raven.

Raven nodded, trying to will him to talk faster. "Well, what happened? Did she…?" Raven choked on his tears and stared at the ground, trying not to cry. He couldn't cry. He wouldn't let himself right now. It already hurt knowing that she… He stopped and looked back up at the doctor. He couldn't say that too, he wouldn't be able to live.

"You're lucky then; the baby is alive. Since it's a preemie, she's in the incubator. Hopefully, we'll be able to save her. She's not too young, but still fairly early. I don't know what else I can say…" Dr. Williams sighed. "It's really a tragedy to see this lady, so young, in a coma. You can see her in a few minutes. We'll send a nurse out here for close family."

Raven watched him leave, his heart pounding in his ears. He tried to swallow, but his whole body had gone numb.

Everyone turned to watch Raven. His eyes were glazed over and he was barely moving.

Glen was the first one to speak. "At least she's alive…" He said quietly, and looked over to his wife, who was sobbing on his shoulder. "Gwen, shh… it'll be okay…"

A woman walked through the door, a clipboard in hand, and a forlorn look on her face. "Is the party waiting to see…" She looked down on the clipboard. " Christina Jacobs?" After she saw the enthusiastic nods, she said, "Only three of you in there at a time… who would like to see her first? Immediate family is preferred…"

Glen looked over to his wife, then Raven. "We'll go, I'm her brother, and this is my wife. That's Raven, her fiancé over there." He said quietly, helping Gwen stand up.

The nurse nodded. "Follow me."

Glen and Gwen started to walk, but then he turned around, to still see Raven sitting there in shock. "Raven?"

For a second he didn't answer, then looked up. "… Wha?"

"We're going to see Chrissy, c'mon."
"Oh." He stood up and trudged behind them. He felt awful- it was all his fault, and there was nothing he could do now.

The nurse stood at a door. "Try not to disturb anything in the room, if you could." With that, she left.

Raven looked up at Glen and over to Gwen. "Can I… go in last?"

They looked at each other and nodded. "Sure."

He sighed and sat down at the chair by the door. He craned his neck around to peer through the window.

The sight was awful.

Chrissy was attached to at least five machines. One supporting her breathing, the others… He couldn't even look at the others without tears blurring his vision. Her face was bloody and her hair was in a nest of tangles. He turned back and looked down the hall. There was a happy couple, a woman walking with her newborn, and her husband next to her. A sob caught in his throat and he shoved his face into his hands. He couldn't help but cry-- everything reminded him of Chrissy.

Glen tapped Raven on the shoulder. "You can go in now."

Raven nodded, forcing the strength to move. He turned to Glen, who simply nodded at him, and pushed the door open with one hand. His throat caught as he saw her lifeless body. "Chrissy… god." He quickly walked to her side, softly holding one of her hands in his. She was so warm. It felt so good to just hold her hand again. A tear dripped off his cheek and splattered on her hand. He looked up to her face. A bruise covered most of her cheek, but she still looked beautiful, and he couldn't think of anything else but loving her.

"Chrissy… I don't know what to do. I've ruined it all… It's all my fault that you're here, and I don't know what I can do. I wish I could be with you, forever, but will you still love me if you wake up? Will you still care?" He brushed his other hand through his hand, then brushed off his tears.

"I love you more than anything. Anything I did to hurt you… you know I didn't mean to… and it wasn't my fault, totally. It was that fucking bitch… and I hate her, Chrissy, I hate her. She tried to ruin us, but I won't let her Chrissy. I won't let her win that way. I was drunk… and I know that doesn't excuse it, but…" Raven sighed, and rubbed her hand. "I would never do that to you… You're the only person I'll ever love."

He bent his head down to her hand and placed a small kiss on palm of her hand. A sob tore through his body and he cried. He cried for everything he could never have. Her. That was the only thing he needed. He stood up, and looked back down at her. "I love you… more than anything in the world." He quietly walked to the door, but before, he turned around and looked at her one more time. He shook his head, and pushed the door with one hand

"Who are you?"

He quickly turned back to see Chrissy gazing at him, a blank stare on her face.

"You don't remember me?"

"Who are you?" She asked again.

TBC…

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