Good Times and Bad Times

Taylor, Aaron, Christy, Hunter, Mia, Noah, and Will all sat around a roaring fire together. It had been long since they had last done this and felt the need to relax in each other's company. They laughed and joked around all evening, as all of their troubles seemed to subside for that moment in time.

None of them had to acknowledge the fact that there was something in the jungle that could hurt them and that there were other people on the island that they had never met and that they had responsibilities to take care of. They all just felt to light at the moment that no one wanted to move away from their spot.

Taylor was laughing so hard that her sides hurt. She clutched at her lump of a stomach as she giggled. "Guys stop! You're going to send her into a premature labor!" Taylor smacked Aaron's arm playfully for saying that then sighed heavily as to get her breath back. The laughter died and conversation resumed.

"Well, you know it's better than the time I broke my arm." Taylor said seriously. They had all been telling stories of the worst accidents they had ever had and Taylor just had to bring up the subject. Everyone knew she held the award for best injury and no one would ever come close to her.

Marie suddenly popped in with Bailey on her arm and sat down next to Will. Aaron's eyes traveled over the baby. "Hey Marie, would you mind if I held her?"

"Not at all. In fact keep her she's yours!" She joked as she handed the nine-month-old over to Aaron.

Aaron held her close and securely. He had no idea how he knew how to do it but he blamed instinct. He laughed quietly, feeling everyone's eyes on him. "I'm going to have to learn sooner or later!" He piped looking of at his glowing wife. She laughed to but soon she was watching her husband intently. He looked so natural with a baby. She remembered Tina's words: You're going to have so much fun…being a mom. She was sure of that now.

Someone screaming interrupted the quiet night. A few people jumped to their feet to see what was wrong, including Taylor, Aaron and Will. They ran a ways up the beach before they found a woman and a man lying in the sand.

Will ran over to the woman who was crying hysterically, and Taylor ran to the man who was sopping and blue.

"What happened?" Taylor asked in a sharper tone then she intended.

"We were going for a swim together and…he-he just stopped breathing!" The woman blurted the best she could. Will held as she cried with wide eyes.

Taylor on the other hand was working furiously to get the man to start breathing again. She was doing CPR to the best of her abilities but to no avail. The man was dead.

"Come on breath!" She whispered to herself. "Come on."

Will watched on in horror as his friend tried in vain to save the man's life. He didn't even know these people's names. He just kept his eyes on Taylor's face as the facts became more and more real to both of them and all of the people watching…Taylor couldn't save the man.

The doctor finally quit CPR and just sat there staring at the man. She looked over at the woman and shook her head. "I don't know your name." She said softly.

"My name is Julie and that is Brandon." She said with a whimper.

Taylor's face looked pained now; Will could tell she didn't want to do this. "Taylor…" she cut him off.

"I'm so sorry Julie. I don't know what happened." Julie nodded slowly holding in her grief. Taylor figured they were probably in love by the way Julie was acting right now. Taylor didn't know how to comfort her other than to tell her how sorry she was.

It made her think of Aaron and how she would feel if he suddenly left her. How would she deal with having to try and save his life…she couldn't that's all there was to it. She exhaled deeply and got up to find the man in her thoughts.

"Taylor…I'm so sorry," was all he said when she found him. She didn't listen to anything else. Truth be told she didn't hear anything else she just pulled him into a hold that she wouldn't let go of. She didn't want to cry but she did. Not for the man who had died but for Aaron. She loved him so much that even thought of him dying was enough to send her over the edge.

He ran his hands over her back for comfort as she cried gently on his shoulder. He felt bad for her. This was her first loss as a 'real' doctor. Aaron could only imagine how that felt for her. He just brought her in even closer.

Aaron could feel the curve of her stomach against his and it made him smile. He buried his face in her blonde hair that was draped over her shoulder and inhaled her sent. God her loved.

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Jack handed her a cup of tea. Taylor smirked sadly at the cup. "Thanks."

"Your welcome." Jack said as he sat down beside her. The two sat in silence for the longest time before Jack said something to break the quiet. "You know…you're making me feel very old."

Taylor let out a chuckle. "Why?" She took a sip of her tea.

"Because first you get married. And giving away his only daughter is enough to make any man feel old but now you're going to be a parent yourself and that is what's making me feel old. Do you know what I'm going to be called now?" He threw an arm around her shoulder.

"I don't know. What?" She asked snuggling in beside him.

"Grandpa." He said with tremendous length. Taylor full out laughed at that. She couldn't hold it in any longer.

Jack rapped another arm around her and she fell into his embrace. It was warm and safe which was how she always felt with her father.

"I'm sorry about today Monkey." He said sincerely.

"Me too pop. Thanks." She felt suddenly very old herself. She was twenty years old, pregnant, and a doctor. She could see why her dad felt like he did. But it didn't matter right then. He was holding her and she always seemed to revert back to a ten-year-old whenever her dad held her. She would never get too old for this.