Well, I am updating. I have been bored all day, and decided to write, that was when I got my computer to work. I messed up again. I am beginning to think there is something to be said for new computers. Mine is old. But it works, so I'll live. That is, it works some of the time.
P.S. Thanks to WinterSapphire for helping me get this up, and to Monica for betaing.
Sean paced the waiting room, waiting for news on Katie. Just then a nurse walked into the room.
"Mr. Whitman? Will you come with me?" He nodded and stood up and began fidgeting with his jackets zipper. As they walked along the hall, Sean looked into each room. Some of the people were quietly sleeping, while some were fighting with the nurses and doctors. They entered the room where Katie was. Sean ran over and placed a hand on her head and began playing with her hair.
"Is she going to be OK?" He asked, looking up in concern.
"Well, we need to keep her intibated, and I would like to keep her, as I said before, a while for observation." Dr Jensen said, looking uneasy. "Um...we have one more test to take, and we would like to do it as soon as possible."
"Go ahead. Anything that will help." Sean said.
"We need some of her blood, and some of yours. We think that it might help." Sean agreed, still looking at Katie. Dr. Henson turned to his nurse and nodded, indicating her to go outside. he followed her.
"How is this going to help?" She asked.
"I am going to compare their blood types, and if they come out the same, we'll have to run a full DNA test. I want to be sure before we call the parents. I don't want to give them false hope.Oh, Could you to find out what type blood the mother had, Carol?" He asked. She nodded and walked back into the room and began talking with the ma that claimed to be the father of the child. Dr. Jensen sighed and went off to get the supplies to draw the blood.
Twenty minutes later, he took the rubber band off of Sean's upper arm and took the needle out, covering the place where it had been with a piece of cotton and taping it onto his arm.
"There, all done." He smiled and walked out of the room and turned to Carol. "What blood type did the mother have?" He used the term 'mother' lightly, for he didn't know if the man was telling the truth about the little girl's mother dying during birth.
"Um...he said both him and his wife had AB, we will test his blood and the baby's to see if he is telling the truth. We might have to run the DNA test as well."
"OK. Call the lab and tell them. I am going to go grab some lunch."
Hours later, the blood type results were back. Mr. Whitman's blood type was AB. He claimed that the girl's blood type was AB. The baby's blood type was AO. There was no possible way the baby was the mans unless he was lying about the mother's blood type. Finally, deciding that the man would have known, he made the call to the police department. They said that they would notify the parents immediately, and they would be over within a few minutes. He wasn't kidding. They were there in less than five. The man ran up to the desk.
"I'm looking for Dr. Jensen." He said, clearly out of breath. Soon, a young man joined them.
"Mr. Bolton, Ms. Montez?" They nodded. "We think we found your daughter, will you please come with me?" He led them into a small room. There was a man waiting on the other side of the glass, held by two police men. Gabriella shrieked when she saw the baby and ran over, picking her up and hugging her tightly, careful not to jar the IV and tubes in her. "I take it that that is Raine?" Troy nodded and walked over, holding Rocket. Raine had woken up. She tried to cry, but wasn't getting to far with the tube in her mouth.
"Here, let me excibate her." He quickly took the tube out of the baby's throat. Raine started crying immediately, loud and shrill. Troy hugged her tightly, tears of joy dripping down his face. Gabriella was crying as well.
"What's wrong? Why is she crying so much? Did you find out who took her?"
"Yes. The man who took her is waiting right outside. Would you like to speak to him?" Troy nodded, although Gabriella looked very unsure. Dr. Jensen walked to the door and brought Sean in. He was in handcuffs now. He looked at the floor. Raine stopped crying when she saw him and held out her hands, wanting to go to him. Gabriella and Troy looked at her weirdly.
"Why is she doing that?" Gabriella asked, new tears surfacing. "Why doesn't she remember us?" Dr. Jensen sighed.
"I thought this might happen. When a baby is young, from birth to about six months, they do not remember much that happens, and will willing go to a complete stranger. Most baby's start remembering their surroundings and people who are around them anywhere from seven months to a year. I think Raine does not remember you, but Mr. Whitman instead. This can be overcome, but it will take a lot of work and a lot of accepting and contribution on your part. You are going to have to work at it." After Dr. Jensen was done speaking, a policeman cut in.
"Ma'am, Sir, would you like to press charges?" Although he knew he was wasting his breath asking, he knew he had to anyway. Gabriella nodded, taking Raine from Troy. She had started crying again, holding out her arms to Sean and wiggling in Gabriella's arms. She was now to the point of screaming.
"Can I hold her one last time?" Sean asked. Troy glared at him, wanting to do nothing but rip him limb from limb.
"It might help." Dr. Jensen said gently, not wanting to upset the newly reunited family. Gabriella sighed, turning to Troy.
"Are you sure it will help?" He asked.
"I don't know. It might." Troy sighed, but gently took the screaming, thrashing baby from Gabriella as the police took the handcuffs off of Sean. He reached out and took Raine into his arms. She immediately went silent, resting her head on his shoulder and grabbing his shirt in both of her fists. Gabriella burst into tears at the sight of her daughter totally comfortable with the man that had taken her from their lives. Troy put his arms around her, in attempt to comfort her. She cried into his chest, her body shaking with sobs.
"Can we have her back now?" He asked after a moment of silence. The only sounds in the room were of Gabriella crying, and Raine whimpering slightly. Rocket was on the hospital bed that they had taken Raine from. He was sititng up, sucking on his fingers. The police nodded, motioning Sean to give Raine back. As soon as Gabriella had Raine back in her arms, they took Sean from the room. Raine started crying, holding her arms out for Sean, but he didn't come back.
"Can I call our parents?" Troy asked, an arm still around Gabriella's waist. Dr. Jensen nodded, showing Troy where the phone was. "I'll be right back." He whispered into her ear, walking over to the opposite wall and picking the phone up with shaking hands. The person picked up on the third ring.
"Dad?" There was silence for a moment. "I'm at the hospital, they found Raine." A small smile flickered over Troy's face, it was replaced with a frown at the sound of Raine's cry's filling the room. "The problem is she doesn't remember us. She only remembers the man that took her." There was another pause as Troy's dad spoke. "OK. See you in a bit." He hung up the phone, his hand lingering on it for a minute as he tried to conceal his tears. How could he have done that? That man had torn Raine from their lives, and now she didn't even remember who they were. He walked back over to Gabriella.
"How is she?" He asked quietly. Gabriella just shrugged, tears slipping down her face. Troy brushed the hair on Raine's head back. She just screamed, recoiled, as he touched her. Troy couldn't hold them back any longer. Letting his tears fall, he looked at the floor. His baby wouldn't even let him touch her. It wasn't fair. Dr. Jensen spoke up.
"You know, it might help if she saw her brother." Gabriella nodded, placing the screaming Raine onto the bed where Rocket sat. He reached out to touch her with one of his hands as he stuck the other into his mouth. Raine stopped crying, moving away slightly as he reached to her, but not screaming again. After a second, she seemed to except him and moved closer, crawling across the bed to reach him.
"Why does she remember Rocket?" Troy asked.
"Well, I don't think she does remember him. But she is more open to children her age than adults. I am guessing she is more open to Rocket because he does not pose a threat. Lets say that a small child, four or five, meets an older man on the street, what will they do? Since children don't open up to strangers, the child will most likely run away or be very careful. Now, if a young child meets another young child, they will most likely play together, or at least speak." Troy nodded, placing his hand on Raine's shoulder. She was not steadily sitting up, and Troy was afraid she would fall off of the bed.
"So, she is more comfortable around Rocket than us?" Gabriella asked in a small voice.
"Yes. I am thinking you are going to need to go through sessions with a specialist to help her. Eventually, hopefully, she will become more open around you, and accept you. I am thinking in a few years, she will still remember this, but it will not impact her life. Oh, and I think she needs a teething ring. More teeth are coming in in the back."
"Thank you." Troy said. "For all of your help in getting her back."
"I am glad that I could be of help." He smiled. "If there is anything else you need, please feel free to call me." He was about to walk out of the door when Troy stopped him.
"Um...if you don't mind my asking, why did she come in here?"
"Oh, she had an attack. I have no idea what from, but she couldn't breathe when she came in."
"She has had a few before. Our doctor doesn't know what caused it either. Is there anything for it?" Troy asked.
"Well, normally, we would suggest an inhaler and see how it works. But you can't use inhalers on baby's."
"So what do you use for baby's?"
"A nebulizer. It is hooked up to a machine. You take the mask and hold it over the child's mouth and nose. A few pumps from the machine and the liquid medication will be turned into a mist thatthe childcan easily inhale." Dr. Jensen explained. "But, with your permission, we would like to try a new medication that we have developed for infants with breathing problems. We have theorized that what is happening to Raine is most likely to happen to children that are twins. When in the womb, one child is more likely to be healthier than the other. We are thinking, from her size and lung condition, she was the smaller of the two."
"Lung condition?" Gabriella asked, confused.
"Yes. Whenever she is exposed to smoke, dust or anything else that would normally upset a child, her lungs seem to close up. The medicine we have developed has been tested in children over two, and has worked wonderfully. We can't test it in younger children, because they don't usually start showing symptoms until that are at least two. Would you be willing t try it on Raine? There would be no serious complications." They seemed to think this over for a minute, then nodded.
"How does it work?" Troy asked, clearly concerned.
"It helps relax the lung muscels, which helps them expand when the child breaths in."
"Sure, then. We can give it a shot." Just then Mr. and Mrs. Bolton bolted (Haha) into the room.
"Is she OK? Where is she?" Was the first thing out of Mr. Bolton's mouth.
"She's fine dad." Troy said, moving out of the way so his parents could see Raine. She was now playing with Rocket. Wrapping her arms around her chest, Gabriella turned to Troy. He smiled reassuringly and put his arm around her waist. Mrs. Bolton tried to pickRaine up. She started her shrill screaming again. Raine continued crying, and looked up at Gabriella. A million emotions seemed to cross over her face before holding out her hands to be held. Gabriella was clearly surprised, but Troy encouraged her to take Raine. Slowly taking the baby from Mrs. Bolton, Gabriella braced herself for the shrill screams. They didn't come. Looking down at Raine, she smiled.
"Well, looks like Raine likes you." Troy said, smiling as well.
"I think it is because Gabriella is young, and Raine is less afraid of her than a man, because she is a girl herself." Dr Jensen said, who was now over on the other end of the room, checking on another patient. Gabriella just grinned, her tears slowing. She was happy.
Troy stumbled off of the couch, leaning on the wall for support as he walked down the hall Raine was awake. Again. This was supposed to stop when they were four months! Now, each time Raine woke up, she also woke up Rocket. He was now getting into a habit of waking up in the middle of the night again, whereas he had begun sleeping through it months ago. Still, he would much rather be up in the middle of the night than not have Raine at all. Walking into Raine's room, he turned on the light to find Raine thrashing around in her crib, screaming. He and Gabriella had been staying in the new apartment because it was closer to where they were going to see the specialist each day. It was also more convient to have them both close to Raine while she was getting used to them again.
"It's OK, daddy's here now." He reached into the crib and picked Raine up. She was starting to accept them now, Gabriella more so than Troy. She quieted down a little, but not much. Pulling back the lower piece of her nightgown, he groaned. "I changed you a few hours ago." He placed her onto the changing table and pulled off her clothes, putting them in the wast basket and taking off her dirty diaper, setting it to the side until he could get to the trash. After cleaning her up, he fastened a clean diaper around her waist and dressed her in a purple fuzzy. He was about to pick her up when he dropped the diaper wipes. Sighing, he bent down to pick them up. Unfortunately, Raine found this a good time to wave her arms and knock the dirty diaper off of the edge of the changing table. There was a laugh from the door as Troy stood up. Gabriella was grinning at the diaper he had on his head.
"Ha ha, very funny." He picked if off, smelling greatly of baby doo, and walked to the trash, dropping it in.
"Why don't I take care of her. You can take a shower." Raine was laughing now, pointing to Troy with her little finger. Troy grinned, despite his situation.
"And what if I don't?"
"I am not letting you back on the couch." They had decided to sleep apart when they were at the apartment until they were married, which they were planning to be soon. they were both eighteen, and found no reason that they should wait.
"Fine. Have it your way." He smiled again and walked out of the room, Gabriella holding her nose when he passed her. She then walked over to Raine and picked her up.
"Hey, sweetie. Daddy stinks, doesn't he?"
Yawn Well, there you are. Sorry for typos and spelling mistakes. I am tired. It is 2am, and I just decided to finish this instead of waiting until tomorrow. It will not be up at 2am, for I cannot do it myself. My computer is messed up. And some people actually sleep when your supposed to. Grin
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