Tad ran into PVH. He was shaking nervously, his eyes tear filled. "Where's my wife?" Tad said. Brooke stood behind him, gently holding his arm. "Where is she?" Tad looked up and saw his brother. "Jake!" he said, rapidly approaching him. "Where's Dixie? Is she OK?"

Jake's face was long. "Tad..." he said. "I think you should sit."

"I don't want to sit." he said. "I don't want to sit. Where's Dixie? Where's my wife, Jake?"

"Sit down, Tad."

Brooke looked over at him. "Sit down, Tad."

"What am I being double teamed here?" Tad said. "Will you just tell me what's wrong with my wife."

Jake ran his fingers back through his hair. "Dixie... she went into cardiac arrest." He paused. "We were able to get her heart started again, but... Tad, we had to take the baby. If we didn't, we would have lost them both."

"Is Dixie OK? And... and our baby?" Jake was silent. "Please tell me they're OK."

Jake bit his bottom lip. She tiny, Tad. But she's strong..."

"A little girl," Tad said. "My little girl." he paused. "And Dixie? What about Dixie?"

Jake silently shook his head. "It doesn't look good."

"What... what do you mean?"

"She's holding on... She's weak, Tad."

Tad sank down in a seat, Brooke sat down beside him, taking his hand. "Is she going to die?" Tad asked, simply.

"We're doing all we can," Jake said, resting his hand on his brother's shoulder. "Everything in our power..."

"But it's not enough, is it?" Tad choked out. "I'm going to lose her, aren't I? Just tell me, Jake. Please tell me. Is Dixie going to die?" A tear rolled down Brooke's cheek at Jake's silence. "I'm not going to let her die, Jake," Tad said. "I can't... I won't let her go." Tad paused, wiping his eyes. "I want to see her." he said. "Take me to see her."

Jake nodded as Tad stood, starting to walk down the hall. Jake looked down at Brooke after making sure that Tad was far enough away. "Call the boys," he said. "I think we're going to need them down here tonight."

"Oh, Jake..." she said. "You don't really think that she's..."

"We can only pray," Jake said. "It's the only thing left for us to do."

Tad cast a glance back at Jake and Brooke. He knew what was going on. He knew what they were saying to eachother, and it just continues to solidify in his mind as he saw Brooke get to her feet and Jake pull her into an embrace. Tad shook his head, walking into Dixie's room. He entered slowly, making his way to her bed. She was fragile looking, IV's in her arms, tubing of oxygen resting under her nose.

Tad took a seat beside her, taking her hand in his. "Dixie?" he said softly. "Hey there, sweetheart. I'm here." Tad ran his fingers back through her hair. "I'm right here. I'm not going anywhere." He paused, running his free hand under his nose. "I need you, Dix. You can't leave me. We have a little girl. We have a little girl, Dixie. I can't raise our daughter on my own. So you... you fight this. You fight harder than you've ever fought before... for anything. Don't you dare leave me, Dixie. I can't live without you."