Chapter 2

Dr. John Carter entered the room of his sister, Natalie Carter.

"Natalie Jennifer Carter," he stated.

"John Truman Carter," she returned.

"What have you gotten yourself into now?" he asked as he surveyed his sister. She was very pale as if all the blood had been drained from her face and body. He thought and reminded himself that most of it had. His question was a comic one but no comedy was portrayed in his face or voice.

"You tell me you're the doctor," It was a statement not a question.

"Well we had to do an emergency C-section because your uterus ruptured but we were able to save it. You lost a lot of blood, Nat. You came in bleeding to death, almost anyway,"

"What about my baby," she asked as if that was the only thing that mattered. He again reminded himself he probably was to her.

"Healthy, baby boy, 6lbs 2oz.,"

"Good," she said as if a burden had been lifted off her shoulders maybe he wasn't the only thing."I could never have forgiven myself if something happened to him," never mind. Her voice was weak and timid she was still sacred of John. He had yet to give his opinion.

"Where's Ryan," she asked.

"Who?"

"Ryan Taylor the guy who came in with me,"

"After we told him you were stable he jet setted out of here,"

"Really," she said with no sign of emotions almost like she expected his answer.

"You want to see the baby," John asked suddenly. She nodded.

As if on cue a nurse came in with the baby cart, which was labeled, 'Carter, Baby Boy'. Without asking John picked up the child and handed him to his mother.

"My baby, My Alec," she said to her new son.

"Alec?" asked John.

"I always liked the name," she responded. I never thought that I would have needed it so fast,"

"Alec Taylor,"

"No, Alec Daniel Carter,"

"Not Taylor,"

"No, I am not giving credit to a guy who just stayed because he was guilty and ran at the first sign of trouble,"

"Alec Daniel Carter," John said in almost a whisper. "My nephew,"