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Shelton and Brock pulled off to the shoulder once they reached the car and hopped out. The snow was coming down so hard that you could hardly see. Brock was from South Dakota, so the snow didn't phase him too bad because he used to work on the farm in all conditions, and Shelton has lived in Minnesota for awhile now so they were able to maneuver pretty well. The horn was continually sounding. "They must have hit this tree pretty hard," Brock hollered to Shelton.

"I'll go check on the driver," Shelton hollered back. He walked up on the driver's side and peered in and seen a female body slumped over the steering wheel. Shelton opened the door and hollered but there was no response. Shelton looked around and seen that there was lots of blood inside the car. Shelton lifted the woman's hair out of her face and gasped. "Brock, call 911 NOW!" Shelton screamed out.

Brock started calling and walked over but Shelton grabbed him, "You don't want to look in there, it's pretty bad."

"I can handle it, besides they'll probably tell me to get vitals." Brock shot back.

Shelton grabbed Brock's arm again, "It's Stephanie, and she doesn't look good."

Brock's face was overcome with fear, he shoved the cell phone at Shelton and raced over to Stephanie's side. He couldn't get over how much blood was inside the car, and he feared the worst. He checked for a pulse and he found that, but her breathing seemed irregular. She was unconscious, it looked like what saved her life was the fact that she was wearing her seat belt.

Shelton explained the situation to the operator and advised on the vitals as much as possible. He informed them about the baby and they told him to stay with her and they will have an ambulance out there as soon as possible.

Brock reached into Steph's lap as much as possible and when he retracted his arm, there was blood all over it. "I don't know about the baby Shelton, there's a lot of blood in her lap."

Brock and Shelton continued to monitor her breathing and her pulse and did what they could without disturbing her. About 15 minutes later the snow was lightening up and they could see the ambulance racing down the freeway. They also had the Jaws of Life with them just in case they couldn't remove her from the car.

They asked Brock and Shelton to step back from the vehicle. "I'm her fiancée let me know if you need help." Brock advised the paramedics.

The paramedics went to work and Shelton tried to comfort Brock. Once Brock had to take a step back it finally hit him. Brock was trying to hold it together for her sake.

A medic walked over to them, "You boys look strong, could I have your help?"

Brock and Shelton walked with him and they helped lift the steering column off of Steph's lap. When they did that, her pulse slowed way down. "We've gotta get her out of here." One of the medics yelled. The next couple minutes the medics raced to get her out of the car and onto the stretcher and into the back of the ambulance. Brock and Shelton were able to get a glance of her and it didn't look good for her. "Thank you for your help, we can fit one of you to ride with." A medic said to them.

Shelton looked at Brock, "Why don't you go and I'll follow in the truck."

Brock nodded and headed off with the medic and climbed into the ambulance and they took off. Shelton followed close behind in the Hummer.

Brock held Steph's hand as tight as he could without hurting her as the paramedics started to hook her up to IV's, oxygen and monitors. He looked at her and had tears well up in his eyes. He felt like it was his fault that she got into the accident. If he wouldn't have sent her away, If he wouldn't have broken her heart, this never would have happened, he couldn't help but blame himself.

They arrived at the hospital and they wheeled her directly into a room. They wouldn't allow Brock past the doors due to Steph possibly needing surgery.

Shelton walked in and found Brock sitting in a chair in the waiting room with his head in his hands. "I called Trish and Jenna and let them know what was going on, but I thought that you should call Steph's family."

Brock nodded, "Yeah, I know." He got up and started pacing while he called Linda and told her the news. When he hung up the phone, he sat back down. "It's all my fault she's in there."

"It's not your fault, you know how bad the snow was and she probably doesn't have the driving experience." Shelton tried to reassure him.

"If I wouldn't have said all the things I said, and if I wouldn't have broken her heart, she'd still be ok. She wouldn't have been driving." Brock shot back. "I don't know what I'll do if she doesn't make it."

Shelton patted Brock on the back. "I'm here for you man, and she'll be ok. She's a McMahon, she's invincible."

"But what about the baby?" Brock said standing up and beginning to pace.

"I don't know Brock, I don't know."

Brock and Shelton sat in the waiting room for what seemed like an eternity. Finally a doctor came out of the room and walked over to Brock, "Mr. Lesnar?"

Brock stood up and towered over the doctor, "Yes?"

"I'm Doctor Anderson, you can call me Bill, can you come with me?"

Brock started to walk with the doctor. He led him to his office and sat him down at his desk. The doctor cleared his throat, "I understand that Miss Stephanie McMahon is your fiancée?"

Brock nodded, "Yes sir she is."

"Well she was involved in a very serious car accident. She is very lucky that she was wearing her seatbelt, it saved her life in this case. Your fiancée has some serious injuries, but she'll recover. However, your son was born very early in his life and I'm sorry, but he was born stillborn."

Brock looked at the doctor, "Did you say son?"

"Yes sir, I'm sorry, the baby was a boy.As far as your fiancée is concerned, she has several lacerations, a couple broken ribs, and she has a serious concussion. She was conscious, but she lapsed back into unconsciousness. She also hemorrhaged when her body went into labor, so she is currently getting a blood transfusion. She is still on oxygen because one of the broken ribs punctured a lung, but it's not serious, she'll just be very sore while she heals, and she is going to need to remain calm. You are able to go in and see her now, I'll take you in there if you would like."

Brock nodded, "Yes, I would like that."

On their way to their room, Brock grabbed Shelton, "they'll let us see her." As the doctor dropped them off at the room he looked at Brock, "One, things need to be kept quiet for her, Two, when she was awake, she asked for you. And Three, she doesn't know about your son yet, so if you don't feel comfortable telling her, buzz for me and I'll tell her."

Brock nodded and grabbed Shelton's arm. After the doctor walked off he told Shelton all about Steph's condition, "And our son was born stillborn."

"It was a boy?"

Brock nodded sadly, "Shelton I feel awful, ever since she told me she was pregnant, I barely acknowledged his presence, and now he's gone. She's going to hate me and I hate myself."

Shelton hugged Brock, "She's not going to hate you, and I'm really sorry for your loss."

Brock nodded, "Thanks man, let's go in there, maybe we can wake Steph up."

Brock and Shelton walked in and Brock sat down on the side of the bed and held her hand to his face and started to cry. He couldn't believe how close he had come to losing her. He treated her so awful and this is what he got. He stroked her hand softly, "Stephie I'm here, you can wake up now."

Shelton watched his friend interact while thinking about what happened and how freak of an accident it was. It was scary how things can happen in a blink of an eye.

Brock was sitting there talking to Steph when there was a tap on the door and Trish and Jenna walked in with flowers and balloons. "HI! We're here to check on Steph and see how she's doing." Trish announced. Brock looked over with a flame in his eyes.

"Uh, girls, why don't we step out side and let Brock have a few moments alone with her and I'll explain her situation." Shelton jumped in quickly.

Trish and Jenna set their stuff down and Shelton walked them out into the hall.

Brock told Steph that Shelton called Vince and Linda and Linda was going to call Shane. So her family would be arriving soon.

Shelton came back in the room, "I talked them into going down to the cafeteria."

Brock nodded. "She looks so peaceful, but it also scares me. I just want her to wake up so I can hold her and tell her that I love her."

"She'll wake up. Remember, she can hear everything you're saying." Shelton reassured him.

A few hours later, Shane McMahon walked through the door with a bouquet of flowers. He walked over to Steph and Brock and shook Brock's hand and gave him a manly hug. "Sorry it took so long for me to get here. I took the first flight from Ohio I could."

Brock nodded, "It's ok, she hasn't woken up yet. Were you down at OVW?"

Shane nodded, "Yeah, scouting new talent. Dad didn't want Steph down there because he was afraid she'd fall in love with some developmental wrestler." He said with a smile.

Brock smiled weakly back, "Yeah."

Shane patted him on the back, "She'll be ok. Can I ask something?"

Brock looked over at him and Shane pointed to Steph's much smaller tummy. Brock shook his head sadly. "She's not aware of it yet, so I'm trying to keep it that way until I can tell her privately."

Shane nodded his head. "Fully understand."

Two more hours went by and Shane had headed down to the cafeteria with Shelton and Trish and Jenna had decided to leave, and Brock sat by Steph's side rubbing her hand and thinking about what to say to her.

Steph's hand closed around Brock's. Brock looked up at her and seen Steph looking at him.

Brock leaned closer to her, "Stephie?"

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