Could Things Get Any Worse

Shawn was lying down icing his hand when he heard the doorknob wiggle. He stood up and grabbed the bat that was bed. He walked put to the living room and waited for his visitor to come in. The door opened and Shawn alomost screamed "What's going on Dave?"

"The hell you want with my sister Shawn?" dave pulled up his baggy pants and adjusted something in his back pocket.

"What do you got there David?"

"I'm sorry Shawn, are you mother? Because only mother can call me David." Dave reached behind him leaving his hand in his pocket.

"Come on Dave, what is it? You gonna kill me? Because I almost killed you sister? Fair enough, of course I don't want to die. She asked me to kill her. She begged for more. You know why? She fought back." Shawn smirked and winked at Dave. Dave lunged at him and punched him.

"You broke her rib, you might have killed your own child!" Dave hit him a few more times, and Shawn was starting to fade. The weight of Dave was too much for Shawn to stand under so he fell to the floor, Dave landing on top of him. "You asked for this, Trish didn't." Dave took the knife out of his back pocket and stabbed Shawn, twice. Then he looked down at the blood stained carpet and ran.

Back at the hospital trish was slowly coming to, and Hunter hadn't left her side. "Are you waking up?"

Trish stared up at Hunter, and then closed her eyes. "Yeah, but can I lay here with my eyes shut it hurts to open them." Trish opened and closed her eyes a few more times.

"Yeah, Dave went to take care of Shawn, he's been gone quite awhile." Trish slowly scooted over and patted the bed next to her.

"I don't care about Shawn, just lay next to me so I can relax a little." Hunter understood, since they were little anytime either of them had a problem they would crawl in ber with each other. It was just comforting to have your big brother, or little sister there for you. Hunter stood and carefully laid down next to her. She lifted up her head a little so he could put his arm around her. And he did.

"Well, one of the test results came back, you have some head damage, I told them about the accident and they think it might be from that, which could be a very good thing. It would nothing new has happened. But the one about the baby," Hunter stopped talking and held her hand twirling his thumb along the needles and tubes in her wrist, "It came back too, I told them to wait to give it to us until you woke up."

"I'm awake and I'm worried. Tell them to give me the test." Hunter paged the nurse and an older lady came in.

"How are you feeling?"

"Like I had a run in with a train. Can I get the test results, the ones about my baby?"

"Sure Ms, I'll get the doctor." Trish moved closer to Hunter, slowly to not bother her rib, and he rubbed on hair and kissed her forehead.

"Ms. Stratus, Mr. Helmsley, how are you?"

"Get to the point Doc." Hunter said.

"Well, the rib is broken, but the way it cracked was away from the womb, you should be in good shape. "We're keeping you here overnight, to make sure, but you should be able to go home tomorrow."

"She's already been here overnight, you're keeping another one?"

"We have to sir, she'll be out tomorrow morning." Hunter's phone rang and he took the call outside.

"Hello?"

"Hunter it's Dave."

"What number is this?"

"You're my one phone call."

"You got caught? What, how bad is he?"

"I killed him Hunter." Dave was in tears Hunter could tell. "I have 6 months, because I claimed it was self-defense, Shawn did have a bat. I told them what happened to Trish and that did it for them. They lowered my time."

"Dave, Trish is doing better, she'll be almost O.K. The baby should be fine, but she has to stay the night."

"I have to go, my time is up, I'm glad she's doing better. Tell her I said hi." Then the line went dead and Hunter put his phone away.

"Is everything O.K?"

"He's dead. Dave killed him. Rage got to him. He claimed to the police it was self-defense, Shawn had a bat, but rage got ahold of him." Trish started to cry again and Hunter walked away. "I'll be back, I need to think."