Date: 12-21-2010

Situation: A twenty three year old Joan goes into premature labor with her son. She is only seven months pregnant when she gives birth to her son, Matthew Jacob Rove.

Scene 1: The Movie Theater-Adam and Joan are watching a horror film

Joan(looking down at her dress, she makes a very surprising discovery): OH MY GOD, my water just broke

Adam(worried): Are you serious?

Joan(in the mist of having a contraction): We need to go to the hospital right now because the baby is coming

Adam(escorting Joan out of the movie theater): OK

Scene 2: The highway-Adam's car-Adam is driving Joan to the hospital

Joan(screaming from contractions): AHA..AHA..AHA

Adam(taking Joan's hand in his): Just breathe..

Joan(crying out in pain, she touches her stomach): OH MY GOD,,it hurts so much

Adam(touching Joan's stomach, he speaks to the baby): Hey, baby, please calm down in there

Joan(screaming with panic as she has another contraction): Its too early..this can't be happening now

Adam(choked up): I feel you

Joan(preparing herself to give birth): Its time...the baby needs to be born right now

Adam(squeezing Joan's hand): Please hang on in there, Sweetheart, we are almost to the hospital

Joan: ok

Adam(driving the car into the hospital parking lot): We are now here at the hospital

Joan(with a big sigh of relief): Thank God

Scene 3: The Hospital Delivery Room-Joan is giving birth

Joan(crying out in pain, she screams from contractions): AHA..AHA..AHA

Adam (choked up): You can do this, Jane, I believe in you

The Obgyn(to Joan): All I need is one more push and the baby will be out of you

(Obediently, Joan pushes one more time and a very tiny fragile sick baby boy comes out of her)

Adam (emotional, he looks at the baby): Matthew is so tiny...

Joan (sobbing): My son is so beautiful..

Scene: The NICU (Neonatal Intensive Care Unit)

Joan(looking down at Matthew in his incubator): Matt looks so helpless and lifeless when he is tied up to a lot of tubes

Adam: He is not dead, no, not yet

Joan (crying): It is all of my fault for putting our son in this terrible position

Adam (pulling Joan close to him): How so?

Joan (still crying): I was stressed out most of the time during my pregnancy

Adam (wiping a tear off of Joan's face): It is not your fault no matter what

Joan (sobbing): I have so many plans for Matthew. I am afraid to lose him

Adam (embracing Joan): Matthew is not going to die

Joan (kissing Adam): I love you

Adam (choked up): I love you too

Joan (praying silently): OH GOD, please save my son's life