"All right," Michael said, closing the Ward C staff room door behind he and
Christina. "What's this about?"
Christina couldn't make the words form. She tried, but failed.
"Hello? Christina? Earth to Christina? Come on, I don't have all day!
Spit it out!" Michael groveled.
".....I-I..I can't," Christina said, staring down at her hands. "Well, then I'm going back to my shift-" Michael said, getting up. "No!" Christina cried, grabbing his arm and pulling him back down. "Okay. I'll tell you." Michael stared at her, waiting. "We're having a baby," Christina spat quickly. Michael continued to stare. Then, as it hit him, he hit his feet. "What did you just say?!" he cried.
"I uh, I said, we're having a baby. I'm pregnant," Christina repeated, trying to stay calm. Michael shook his head, his eyes blazing with fury. "You may be pregnant," he said, "But we aren't having anything!" He shook his head furiously. "What??" Christina cried out. This wasn't the marriage proposal she'd expected. "What do you mean, Michael? It's your baby, too!" she shrieked, trying to make herself angry so that she wouldn't cry in front of Michael.
"That may be too, but nobody's going to know it!" he yelled. "What are you talking about!?" Christina cried back. Michael tried to calm himself down enough to speak clearly.
"Listen, Christina. I'm really busy right now. I'm trying to become a doctor here, and step out of my father's shadow. And I don't have time for you anymore, and certainly not a child! I was seriously considering ending our relationship, and then you dump this on me. Now I'm sure, we're over. I can't get a reputation over this. It's been nice having you around, Christina, and I almost feel guilty. You were a great girlfriend. A little naive, perhaps, but then again, it's best to keep my girlfriends in the dark," "Your girlfriends?" Christina asked through her tears.
Michael threw his head back and laughed. "Oh, c'mon, Christina! Don't act like you didn't know! I said you were naive, not stupid!!" Michael laughed some more, then stood there, as if he was waiting for something. Christina didn't know what to do.
"What are you waiting for? Go!" he boomed, pointing to the door, his eyes flashing malevolently. Christina dissolved into tears as she stood up to leave. "Like I said," Michael said coyly as she walked toward the door, "I want nothing to do with you, or with this kid." Christina could do nothing but cry. Michael grabbed her arm, hard, as she reached the door. "And I'm warning you now, you'd better not say anything, to anyone, or else. Understand?" he hissed into her ear.
Christina sniffled. "Understand?" he said more firmly, tightening his grip on her arm. Christina yelped in pain, and forced herself to nod. "Good," Michael said, smoothing her hair. Christina turned the doorknob to leave, but Michael pulled her back.
"No, wait. You stay here and get a grip on yourself. I don't want anyone suspicious, or thinking I treated you wrong. Like I said, I've got a reputation, I'm a swell guy around here." With that, he kissed her roughly, one last time. After he closed the door behind himself, Christina ran over and vomited into the sink. She spat and wiped her mouth, and cried harder. Now what was she going to do?
*
Raven hummed to her Dashboard Confessional CD as she drove down the road. She didn't feel like going home just yet. It was still early, and she had a couple of hours before she had to meet Danny. She wondered if Christina were back yet. Then she figured she'd better wait on Christina, she hadn't called her cell yet. Maybe she'd go to the Recovery Room and hang out for awhile.
Raven was so lost in her thoughts she didn't even notice the man beginning to cross the street. Not until it was too late, anyway. She caught an all too quick glimpse of him - tall, dark hair, dark clothes. Those flashing eyes. An in that single instant, she realized that this was the man that she'd seen at Jack and Livvie's the day before. The man that had been haunting her dreams. That was all the time she had to put it together before her Liberty veered off the road and everything went black.
*
Jack was on his way home from work at the bike shop. He was worried about Livvie and eager to get back home to her. As he was driving down the road, he noticed a vehicle in the ditch on the side of the road, completely totaled. As he got closer, he realized with horror that it was Raven's Jeep. "Oh no......" he breathed as he immediately pulled off to the shoulder. He approached the Jeep, terrified of what he might find. He went over to the driver's side. The glass in the window was shattered, and he could see Raven's head smashed against the steering wheel. Her face was covered with blood and shattered glass, both from the window and the windshield.
"Oh, God....Raven..." he whispered. "Raven! Raven! Can you hear me? Raven!" he cried, panicked. He punched the side of the totaled Jeep in frustration. Then he pulled out his cell phone and dialed GH's paramedic wing. Frank answered.
"Hello, General Hospital, do you need assistance?" "Yeah, Frank, it's me, Jack," Jack said quickly. "Jack? What's wrong?" "Listen to me, Frank, you've got to get out here, fast. It's Raven Kovich. I was on my way home and I found her Jeep, it's completely wrecked, and so is she. You've got to get here, now!" With that, Jack told Frank the address and Frank promised to be there soon.
"C'mon, Raven! Wake up!" Jack urged. He quickly redialed his cell phone. "Hello?" said a sweetly familiar voice. It killed Jack to have to tell Alison that her daughter had been in an accident, but he had to. "Ali? It's Jack, listen, I've got bad news." "What? What's wrong?" Alison said. "It's Raven, she's been in an accident." "Oh my God.....no!" Alison cried. Jack could hear her falling apart.
"Look, Alison! Jamal should be there any minute. As soon as he gets there, meet me at General Hospital. I've already called an ambulance and Frank is on the way!" After that, he dialed his cell phone again, this time to call Livvie. He gave her the same message, and she promised to meet him. Jack tossed his cell phone aside, and continued to try and reach Raven. She wasn't responding.
"Come on, Raven! Hang on, please. Just hang on."
".....I-I..I can't," Christina said, staring down at her hands. "Well, then I'm going back to my shift-" Michael said, getting up. "No!" Christina cried, grabbing his arm and pulling him back down. "Okay. I'll tell you." Michael stared at her, waiting. "We're having a baby," Christina spat quickly. Michael continued to stare. Then, as it hit him, he hit his feet. "What did you just say?!" he cried.
"I uh, I said, we're having a baby. I'm pregnant," Christina repeated, trying to stay calm. Michael shook his head, his eyes blazing with fury. "You may be pregnant," he said, "But we aren't having anything!" He shook his head furiously. "What??" Christina cried out. This wasn't the marriage proposal she'd expected. "What do you mean, Michael? It's your baby, too!" she shrieked, trying to make herself angry so that she wouldn't cry in front of Michael.
"That may be too, but nobody's going to know it!" he yelled. "What are you talking about!?" Christina cried back. Michael tried to calm himself down enough to speak clearly.
"Listen, Christina. I'm really busy right now. I'm trying to become a doctor here, and step out of my father's shadow. And I don't have time for you anymore, and certainly not a child! I was seriously considering ending our relationship, and then you dump this on me. Now I'm sure, we're over. I can't get a reputation over this. It's been nice having you around, Christina, and I almost feel guilty. You were a great girlfriend. A little naive, perhaps, but then again, it's best to keep my girlfriends in the dark," "Your girlfriends?" Christina asked through her tears.
Michael threw his head back and laughed. "Oh, c'mon, Christina! Don't act like you didn't know! I said you were naive, not stupid!!" Michael laughed some more, then stood there, as if he was waiting for something. Christina didn't know what to do.
"What are you waiting for? Go!" he boomed, pointing to the door, his eyes flashing malevolently. Christina dissolved into tears as she stood up to leave. "Like I said," Michael said coyly as she walked toward the door, "I want nothing to do with you, or with this kid." Christina could do nothing but cry. Michael grabbed her arm, hard, as she reached the door. "And I'm warning you now, you'd better not say anything, to anyone, or else. Understand?" he hissed into her ear.
Christina sniffled. "Understand?" he said more firmly, tightening his grip on her arm. Christina yelped in pain, and forced herself to nod. "Good," Michael said, smoothing her hair. Christina turned the doorknob to leave, but Michael pulled her back.
"No, wait. You stay here and get a grip on yourself. I don't want anyone suspicious, or thinking I treated you wrong. Like I said, I've got a reputation, I'm a swell guy around here." With that, he kissed her roughly, one last time. After he closed the door behind himself, Christina ran over and vomited into the sink. She spat and wiped her mouth, and cried harder. Now what was she going to do?
*
Raven hummed to her Dashboard Confessional CD as she drove down the road. She didn't feel like going home just yet. It was still early, and she had a couple of hours before she had to meet Danny. She wondered if Christina were back yet. Then she figured she'd better wait on Christina, she hadn't called her cell yet. Maybe she'd go to the Recovery Room and hang out for awhile.
Raven was so lost in her thoughts she didn't even notice the man beginning to cross the street. Not until it was too late, anyway. She caught an all too quick glimpse of him - tall, dark hair, dark clothes. Those flashing eyes. An in that single instant, she realized that this was the man that she'd seen at Jack and Livvie's the day before. The man that had been haunting her dreams. That was all the time she had to put it together before her Liberty veered off the road and everything went black.
*
Jack was on his way home from work at the bike shop. He was worried about Livvie and eager to get back home to her. As he was driving down the road, he noticed a vehicle in the ditch on the side of the road, completely totaled. As he got closer, he realized with horror that it was Raven's Jeep. "Oh no......" he breathed as he immediately pulled off to the shoulder. He approached the Jeep, terrified of what he might find. He went over to the driver's side. The glass in the window was shattered, and he could see Raven's head smashed against the steering wheel. Her face was covered with blood and shattered glass, both from the window and the windshield.
"Oh, God....Raven..." he whispered. "Raven! Raven! Can you hear me? Raven!" he cried, panicked. He punched the side of the totaled Jeep in frustration. Then he pulled out his cell phone and dialed GH's paramedic wing. Frank answered.
"Hello, General Hospital, do you need assistance?" "Yeah, Frank, it's me, Jack," Jack said quickly. "Jack? What's wrong?" "Listen to me, Frank, you've got to get out here, fast. It's Raven Kovich. I was on my way home and I found her Jeep, it's completely wrecked, and so is she. You've got to get here, now!" With that, Jack told Frank the address and Frank promised to be there soon.
"C'mon, Raven! Wake up!" Jack urged. He quickly redialed his cell phone. "Hello?" said a sweetly familiar voice. It killed Jack to have to tell Alison that her daughter had been in an accident, but he had to. "Ali? It's Jack, listen, I've got bad news." "What? What's wrong?" Alison said. "It's Raven, she's been in an accident." "Oh my God.....no!" Alison cried. Jack could hear her falling apart.
"Look, Alison! Jamal should be there any minute. As soon as he gets there, meet me at General Hospital. I've already called an ambulance and Frank is on the way!" After that, he dialed his cell phone again, this time to call Livvie. He gave her the same message, and she promised to meet him. Jack tossed his cell phone aside, and continued to try and reach Raven. She wasn't responding.
"Come on, Raven! Hang on, please. Just hang on."