Catherine stopped sobbing with shock.

"Where is that lowdown scum ball of an ex-husband!"

"Catherine, calm down, please."

"He, he hit our car, left us to fend for ourselves, and now Lindsay is under the knife! The nurses won't tell me anything and for all I know I may never see her again! How can I calm down?!"

"Lindsay needs you here. Going to see Eddie is going to make the situation worse. When they brought him in, his BAC was over three times the legal limit. Catherine he's drunk. Fighting with him now puts you in to much danger."

Catherine started to cry again, but this time much softer, much more of a personal cry. Gil pulled her head into his chest and let her cry her tears. He rocked her back and forth, not knowing what else to do. They stayed like that even after the nurse had brought the coffee for them. By the time Catherine had cried all the tears that she could have possibly cried; she got up from Gil to make a phone call.

Three hours after Gil had come, the doctor came out to talk to Catherine about Lindsay.

"Ms. Willows?"

"Yes?"

"I'm Dr. Patricia Edina, I worked on your daughter."

"Is everything alright?"

"We managed to fix what we could, but it's now up to her body to do the rest of the repair."

"What does that mean?"

"There is only so much that medicine to do. The body is the great physician Ms. Willows. She needs to do the rest now."

"Can I see her?"

"She is still in a comatose state, and will most likely be for a while more. There will be tubes going in her mouth to help her breathe. Also several IV's will be in delivering various types of meds."

"Gil, will you come with me?"

"His he her father?"

"Yeah, he is." Catherine said, throwing Gil a look. He kept a calm façade, but inwardly he started to panic a bit.

**Is it possible that she was telling the truth?  Maybe she was just saying this so that I can be there with her.  That has to be it! She is Eddie's, she has to be Eddie's!**

The kindly surgeon led Catherine and Gil into the ICU where Lindsay was laying morbidly still.

"She's so pale." Catherine whispered 

"Well, she just had major surgery, Catherine." Gil reassured her

"I guess you're right. Doctor?"

"Yes, Ms. Willows?"

"Can I touch her? I mean she looks so fragile."

"I think that it would be a very good idea. Children thrive off of that sort of thing. So long as you aren't planning to wrestle with her, its 100% fine."

"Thank you."

"Your welcome."

The doctor walked off leaving Gil and Catherine by Lindsay's side.

"Gil, you really should go home. You've been up for 24 hours now, haven't you?"

"It's fine. This is more important."

"Gil?"

"Tell me she'll pull through."

"Catherine Rachel Willows, Lindsay will pull through. She'll grow up, fall in love, get married, have children and live happily ever after. She's a trooper, just like you."

"I'm not a trooper Gil."

All of a sudden the machine that monitored Lindsay's breathing started it's shrill warning beeping…