DISCLAIMER: I don't own 7th Heaven or anything related to it besides the content and characters that I created. I also don't really know anything about police business or jails, so sorry.

At the bed that Harry pointed to, she saw a girl covered in red lines and thought he had made a mistake. Kay had scratches but not like that, right? Kay wasn't on life-support, was she? But she was. The name on the bed said so.

Lucy sat down in a chair next to her and took her hand. "Baby?" she said but the only reply she got was silence and the air that comes with it.

Chapter 7: Fill In The Hole

The next couple of days went by slower than Lucy thought was possible and still Kevin and Kay didn't come out of their comas. The doctors said that it was normal considering the amount of damage they suffered, but that only made her feel worse.

During those days, Lucy sat in either Kevin or Kay's room, holding their hand and talking. The doctors said that it would help wake them up, so she did it every day. The rest of the family visited on those days, too, each one spending about a half an hour with either Kevin or Kay.

Savannah went to school and then came to the hospital after it was finished. She'd stay there with her mother until seven or eight at night and then go home for the night. Lucy said she could stay there because she was 18 and because it would help her deal with what was happening if she stayed at the place that reminded her of what was happening. But because Rebecca Dremner was still on the run, family members took turns spending the night there with her.

Lucy, however, never left the hospital. She said that she wouldn't even leave on Sunday for church. "God understands why I have to be here," she had said.

Early on Friday morning, she was sitting in the chair next to Kevin's bed when she heard a noise. Hoping nothing was wrong (and never even considering that he was coming out of his coma) Lucy hurriedly glanced up and saw the greatest sight in her life until that point. Kevin was looking at her.

"Luce?" he tried to say, but because he hadn't used his vocal cords in almost five days, it came out hoarse and low.

A tear escaped the corner of Lucy's eye and she squeezed his hand. "Don't try to talk, honey. Let me get the doctor. Stay with me, okay?" When he nodded, she bent down and kissed him on the forehead. "I love you."

"I love you, too," he whispered.

This, of course, was a far cry from their behavior for the passed three weeks before the accident, when the reality of their situation settled on them.

FLASHBACK:

Lucy was sitting in bed, awake and reading a book. The girls were gone; Kay at Brooke's and Savannah at her friend Dinah's. Her and Kevin were supposed to have the night alone, but he wasn't home.

So, she sat there, only half glancing at the Jo Goodman novel she was reading. Actually, her mind was obsessing over the events of the passed couple of weeks.

"I like math. Let's do an equation. One cheating boyfriend + one pregnant mistress…"

"Equal one pissed off girlfriend."

"No, before you even start, don't you DARE lie to me and tell me you didn't do it. I KNOW you did."

"Son, son. You're not a killer. You're not. She's family, she's blood, and she's another human being. How could you live with yourself if you did that? There's still hope for forgiveness from your family and from God. But if you kill her, God's the only one who could ever forgive you."

With a wince, she put her book down and brought her hand to her forehead. Headache, she thought and began to get up. She knew why she had such a bad headache; she was angry. Kevin wasn't home when he should have been. She needed him and he wasn't there for her. Everyone else, yes, but not her.

When she was out of bed, she heard the lock at the front door. Briefly, she thought it might be Rebecca but reason set in and she knew it was her husband. Regardless, she made her way downstairs, only to meet Kevin at the bottom of the steps.

"Come to greet me?" he said.

"Don't flatter yourself," she said cruelly. Once the words were out of her mouth, she couldn't stop them. Truthfully, she didn't know if she wanted to. There was too much inside her and it needed to come out.

"Lucy," Kevin said sternly, while she started for the kitchen.

She turned around, whipping her hair so it hit her face before settling neatly once again. "What?"

"What's wrong? You're obviously mad at me," he said, coming up closer to her.

"Yeah, I'm mad. And yeah, there's something wrong. There's something really wrong," a few tears fell from her eyes and emotion choked her voice as she yelled. "Our son is in jail, Kevin! That's wrong. Our youngest daughter just had a miscarriage and has a killer coming after her and the rest of us! That's wrong. We accused our oldest daughter of a despicable thing and that's wrong! And through it all, you've been great. Helping Kay get passed what is happening to her and protecting her, showing how sorry you are to Savannah for the accusation, giving hope to Jake so he can through his problems and become a better person. But you've done nothing for me!"

Anger built up in his throat. He could feel it there, tempting to jump out but he tried to stay calm, although he was only marginally successful. "Lucy, what do you want me to say? I've been swamped with everything. Rebecca Dremner is still out there, waiting and watching for the right time to kill our family! I can't do everything!"

"I know that!" she screamed, letting even more tears run down her reddened face. "I know, but I'm burning inside. I feel so helpless. I feel like I'm a failure. My family is in danger and I couldn't stop that and I can't stop it now! All I can do is pray and wait to find my children dead!" With that, she let go of a loud sob and her shoulders dropped down.

"Lucy," Kevin said gently, going to her slowly. Before he got there, though, she saw him and sprang up.

"No, Kevin. I can take care of myself. It's the only thing that I can do." Giving him one last glance, she went in the kitchen, not forgetting about her headache. It was actually worse.

Kevin stood in place, not knowing what to do. He had so many emotions running through him. Anger, pain, sorrow, guilt. How could he not know his wife was hurting? He heard Lucy shifting things in the medicine cabinet and then running the water. A few seconds later she turned the corner and walked up the stairs and into their room.

That night, they slept the furthest from each other than they had since they married. Not physically, but emotionally they were separated. And it only added to the growing holes in their hearts.

END FLASHBACK

At the back of the room, Lucy waited as a doctor and a nurse went through different tests on Kevin. Finally, the nurse left carrying a tray and the doctor looked at Lucy.

"Mrs. Kinkirk, will you please join us?" he said. The doctor was an aged man, probably in his late fifties, with a kind face. When she moved to Kevin's side, he said, "Kevin, you're still a little battered. That coma was induced because of brain trauma, but the tests showed that it didn't affect any nerves in the rest of your body."

"What does that mean?" Lucy interrupted.

"It means he's not paralyzed, Mrs. Kinkirk and that's a very good thing. We're going to still want to run a CAT Scan and a MRI, but I doubt you have anything to worry about. You broke two of your ribs on impact, Kevin, but that injury didn't cause any others. Mostly, we're worried about any side effects that the brain injury could have. Sometimes they occur later in patients, so we'll have to keep an eye out for that."

"Thank you, doctor," Lucy said and the doctor left, saying he'd have the nurse bring in some water for Kevin now that he knew it was alright for him to have some.

"I'm so happy that you're okay," she said, with tears in her eyes. One started to fall down her cheek, but Kevin slowly raised his arm up and brushed it away with his thumb.

"I'm sorry I wasn't there when you needed me," he choked out. "But I'll tell you something. It'll never happen again."

Okay, I know I said two but I didn't get as much time when I was camping as I thought I was going to. Sorry, only one but every other day updates for now on. I'd do every day but it doesn't really give people enough time to review and tell me what they think and what they think needs to be changed. And thanks krazypirategurl, I did have fun on the trip but I'm really tired. LucyKevinFan, thanks for the idea! Review please!