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Chapter 8: The Hospital

Rory's POV

"Ace? Ace, are you okay?" I heard Logan ask me this and it was then that I realized that we were in his car on the highway. I looked up at him with scared look on my face, I was about to cry, but tried to steady my voice when I spoke.

"What if she dies?"

"Oh, Ace, come on, have you ever met your mother? She is one of the strongest women I know that I have ever met. She will be fine." He reached over and grabbed my hand. I still didn't feel any better, but I was glad that Logan was here to help me.

"What about the baby?" I asked, still very worried, but I found I had to say something otherwise I would explode.

"This is your mother's baby we are talking about and if that baby is as strong as its mother or as its sister, it will be just fine," He told me reassuringly. After a few minutes silence, I spoke again.

"I am so scared," I told him as the tears started to fall down my face. I am, I am so scared. I can't stop thinking 'What if she is dead? What if Luke is dead? What if the baby is dead?' I can't stop! I need to get to that hospital. I need to see my mom.

"Hey, Ace, it is going to be okay. Shhh…don't cry," he told me while wiping my tears away.

I looked up as Logan turns off the car. We are at the hospital. All of a sudden I don't know if I can do it. I don't know if I can go in there, go in there and see her, I want to, so, so badly, but I am scared, scared of what I might find. I had gotten out of the car by now, but I stopped all of a sudden, and Logan looked over at me startled.

"What's wrong?" I heard his footsteps coming closer and I felt his arm going around my shoulder. I could also hear the concern in his voice, and once again found myself wondering what I would have done if he wasn't here.

"I don't think I can do it," I finally told him.

"Ace, you can do it, I'm sure your mom is just sitting in the hospital waiting for you to get there. You can do it, I will be right here with you." I looked over at him and smiled, I could do it. I had to do, for my mom, Luke, and my new sibling. So finally I got the courage and I walked through the front doors of the hospital.

"Excuse me, my mother was in a car accident, her name is Lorelai Gilmore," I told the lady at the front desk.

"Lorelai Gilmore?" She asked verifying that she got the name right, but I was so nervous, that I had no patience left so I snapped, "Yes, Lorelai Gilmore, god" which received a squeeze on my shoulder from Logan.

"Ok," the lady said obviously ignoring my last comment, "She is room 314, take the elevator to the third floor then follow the blue line along the wall and you should find-" I didn't even give her time to finish her sentence, I was off to find the elevator, with Logan right behind me. I don't where my fear went; it just disappeared; now my only thought was to find my mom. After what seemed like forever, I find the room that the nurse had said and after pausing at the door for only a millisecond, I turned the door knob and went in.

The room wasn't that big, with white walls, it looked very much like the room that my grandfather was in five years ago. I finally turned and faced my mom. At the site of her I let out a little sob. She was just laying there, with tubes coming out of her everywhere, and her face was white, so white, it scared me. I quickly rushed over to her side, sat down in the chair that was next to her bed, grabbed her hand and immediately started talking to her.

"Mom! Mom, you have to wake up. You can't die!" I tried talking to her without crying but it was getting really hard not to. "Mom, I need you, this baby needs you." All of a sudden I heard the door open, but assuming it was Logan, I didn't look up, but instead I heard two different footsteps, so when I looked up, Logan was there, but the doctor was there also with him. I stood up and walked over to the doctor.

"Hi," she said, "I am Dr. Madison Gilday. Are you the daughter?"

"Yes I am," I answered, "How is she?"

"Your mother will be okay," When I heard this it was like a major weight off my shoulders, but there was still the baby, and Luke. Oh my Gosh! I totally forgot about Luke! But I was pulled out of my thoughts when the Dr. Gildaycontinued talking.

"She has a concussion, and when the SUV crashed into their car, her foot got twisted and she broke her ankle. She has been in and out of consciousness for the past hour, though she did wake up for a few minutes when we were getting ready to put a cast on her foot and she demanded that she have pink cast." I had to smile at that. It sounded so much like my mom."But, she should be fine, once she regains full consciousness we will see how much longer she needs to stay, and her cast will have to stay on for at least 5 weeks." All of a sudden I remembered something. Grandma and Grandpa! They should be here.

"Umm…I sorry to interrupt, but Logan, I just remembered that someone should tell my grandparents. Could you…?" I asked Logan.

"Sure, I'll go call them," He said as he walked out the door. I turned back to the doctor.

"How is baby and Luke, and where is Luke?" I asked in one breath.

"We don't know about the babies yet. It is kind of hard to tell. Your mother has a cut on the side of her stomach, but I don't think that has harmed them, I think-" I cut her off.

"Wait, why did you say babies?" I had to ask.

"Your mother's having twins," She told me. Twins! Oh my gosh. "I take it you didn't know that," she continued.

"Umm…no I didn't, but they had an appointment today, that probably is when they found out," I told her.

"Okay, well, there is a boy and a girl. The little girl, from the looks of it, is doing fine, strong heartbeat and everything." She paused.

"The boy?" I prompted her.

"I'm sorry, but the boy isn't doing as well, his heartbeat isn't very strong, and he is just barely hanging on. It seems like, that in the car, he got thrown around a lot and he was in the front so when your mother's airbag went off and hit her in the stomach it affected the boy, whereas the girl wasn't harmed as much," Dr. Gilday said

"What are the chances…the chances of him dieing?" I asked quietly.

"Well," She started cautiously, "if he survives the night the chances are him dieing aren't as high, but," she continued, "there is no guarantee that he will live through the night. I'm very sorry." I felt so helpless. My brother, that I hadn't even met yet, might die, and I couldn't do anything about it. All I could do was pray, and hope, that he would survive.

Trying to get my mind off the fact that my brother might die any minute, I tried to find some better news, so I asked: "Where is Luke's room and how is he doing?"

"Luke's room is room 316, right down the hall…" But as she started telling me his condition I felt as though the condition of my brother was good news compared to Luke's.

A/N: Another cliffhanger, I know, I will try and update as soon as possible, but in the meantime, review please. Constructive criticism welcomed.