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Daughter of Light

Chapter 6

"Trance?" Dylan asked as he reached the doors to see Trance standing outside of the door. "What's wrong?"

"Dylan, I wish I had better news," Trance began. "Beka suffered a CVA: cerebrovascular accident, more commonly known as a stroke. Rommie and I have managed to stabilize her but the clot has stopped the cellular respiration and in turn caused her to slip into a coma." Dylan could barely breathe at the word stroke but managed to listen intently as Trance continued to describe Beka's condition. "Now we've had to put her on a respirator and antiquagulants until the clot is no longer blocking the path to her brain." Trance took a breath. "Dylan, to be honest with we don't know when she will wake up. It could be hours, days, weeks, months, years, never. What you need to consider is the possibility of pulling her off life support."

"No!" Dylan stated defiantly. "No! I won't do that!"

"You don't have to decide now Dylan," Trance clarified. "Her prognosis is poor right now but it may improve."

"Can I see her?" Dylan asked Trance. "I need to see her."

"Of course Dylan," Trance said as she stepped away from the doors.

Dylan walked through the doors and took a deep breath as he walked around the corner to see Beka lying on the table with a medical gown on and a ventilator snaking its way to her mouth. He sat beside her with a well full of emotions coming bottled up inside him. He took her right hand being careful not to disturb the IV lines that administered her antiquagulants.

"Hey," he began watching Beka's chest rise and fall as the respirator breathed for her and the monotonous tone of the machines around her filled his ears. "The girls are asleep," he began at a loss for words. "Harper is with them." Unable to hold back his tears anymore he broke down and cried. "Beka you have to come back. The girls need you. I need you. I love you Beka. I'm sorry that I didn't say it sooner." He gently kissed her hand and lay it down to rest at her hip again. "Please Beka come back. This crew needs you."

He sat there in silence for hours until Trance finally urged him to go to bed and with a heavy heart he kissed Beka on the forehead and walked out the door and down the hall to Beka's quarters.

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"Boss, are you okay?" Harper asked as Dylan entered Beka's quarters.

"Yeah I'm fine," Dylan said as he moved to Beka's couch to sit by Harper.

"No boss," Harper said. "You aren't."

"Your right I'm not," Dylan said as he stared blankly at the wall.

"You want to talk about it?" Harper asked Dylan.

"Beka had a stroke Harper! She is so young I can't believe that this would happen to her," Dylan began. "She has her life together with Cam and Katie and now it may have all been shattered."

"I know," Harper said. "Just when everything seemed to be looking up for her, getting over her Flash addiction, dealing with her brother. Beka has always seemed invincible to me and in a way she is like a big sister."

"Trance wants me to consider taking her off life support if her condition doesn't improve," Dylan reported to Harper. "I don't know if I can do it."

"You can't!" Harper defended him. "You can't take her off life support because if you do then you will be depriving those kids of a chance to know their mother."

"I don't what would be worse," Dylan began. "Knowing a mother that relies on machines to live or not knowing a mother at all."