Ryan waited, stony faced in the hospital waiting room, Sandy was talking with a nurse a few steps away, trying to get more information on Summer.
The events of the last hour flooded, Ryan's mind. Telling the Cohen's, Kirsten's cold manner, Sandy's disappointment but understanding, Ryan had begun to believe that what he had told Summer about looking after them hadn't just been a lie, that he might actually be able to copeā¦
Then she had called. His world had come crashing down.
After the phone call, Sandy had drove like a mad-man to get them to the Roberts residence. They had found Summer outside, her white pants covered with blood. It was as if God had played a cruel joke, making Summer wear white pants to illustrate the harsh difference between red and white. The blood seemed to stand out so boldly against the white, etching into Ryan's mind for eternity.
Neil Roberts, Summer's father, had been with her when they arrived - a doctor, thankfully. He had managed to get her to calm down and given her something to help with the cramping he said she had been moaning about when he had come outside to her.
The ambulance had seemed like it took forever to come, but when it did they had whisked Summer and her father away. Sandy had ushered Ryan back into the car and once again drove like a mad-man after the ambulance.
Now Ryan was doing his best to wait patiently for news on Summer and his baby.
To calm himself down, he thought of the baby and Summer. And how he felt, and he realised that above everyone's disappointment and shock, that they would have been happy as a little family. He hoped that they still would have that chance.
"Ryan," Sandy put his hand on Ryan's shoulder, Ryan looked up and Sandy nodded towards something in the other direction; Neil Roberts had just appeared through two double doors.
Ryan stood, and Sandy followed a step behind for support as Ryan came closer.
"So, you're the father?" Dr Roberts asked, an eyebrow raised as he looked Ryan up and down.
"I am, yes."
Dr Roberts smirked, "a drunken one night stand - I mistakenly thought better of my daughter."
"Cut the bullshit, Neil. Tell the kid what he wants to know."
"They're both going to be fine. Summer will have to stay in hospital to be monitored for some time, but for now, they are both fine."
Ryan finally breathed in relief, as Dr Roberts began to walk away. "Wait a minute," he called to Summer's father, "there are some questions that I want to ask you."
Dr. Roberts stopped and turned back. "What questions?"
"What the fuck did you do to her to have this happen?"
