Chapter 5

Thank you everyone for your amazing reviews and PM's, if you are a logged in user I try to reply if you have the PM feature set to allow it. Yes, Crystal glad you spotted it, Brandon is currently having similar pain symptoms.

I'm not a medical professional, so that part of the story may have several inaccuracies in terms and treatment, I have asked a few questions here and there to check a few things and have two people read this over before I posted it.

I don't make any money out of writing this, or own the characters. At the moment although it's now jumped by a further two this story is planned out to be shortish and under 20 chapters, although I do keep adding things so it could grow bigger yet.

Apologies I hadn't mean to of left this last chapter hanging for so long, but after having it read through. I then had no heating for a couple of weeks, so was to cold to write, then work and Christmas, so finally here's the next chapter. Not giving up, trying to keep going and motivated, so please keep those reviews and DM's coming.

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Dr Beachump leads them a short way down the corridor and into the relatives room, waiting for them to come in and be seated, she then closes the door behind them. She moves one of the chairs to sit in front of them. "Are you ok, for me to talk in front of your daughters boyfriend?" she asks looking at Jim and Cindy.

"Yes", Cindy replies clearly very worried about the news they were going to be given, a few tears escape down her checks.

"He's family, and our daughter will need his support to get over this" Jim said looking at Dylan, before turning back to the Doctor, "Hopefully if you aren't going to give us bad news that is".

The doctor gives him a wane smile. "We've managed to stabilise your daughter, I will go more into that in a moment but first", she takes a deep breathe, "I'm not sure if you are aware, but your daughter is three months pregnant".

All three of them are shocked, looking between each other, Dylan's mouth hanging open.

"Pregnant, what" shaking his head, "you're sure?" Dylan queried.

"You didn't know?" Jim asks him, turning towards him.

Dylan shakes his head, "No, no, I had no idea I swear", shaking his head. His heart tightened, he felt sick at what he'd done to her, what he'd told her, and what he could have done to his child.

"Yes, she is, I take it you're the father", the doctor asks. Dylan nods, tears rolling down his face, Mrs Beachump, smiles sadly at him. "We did an ultra sound scan, to confirm the gestation and check how the baby is. I can confirm, that currently the heart beat is strong, the baby seems fine so far. When we X-rayed her leg and did the brain scan we covered her stomach with a lead apron to minimise the radiation exposure". She paused waiting to check they understood what she'd said. "The surgeons are aware, and any and all precautions we can take we will.", she tried to reassure them.

"Thank you doctor, thank you", Dylan said, Jim patting him on the shoulder.

"Neither of them are quite out of the woods just yet". She wanted them to be aware of how serious things still where.

"What else is wrong", Cindy leaned forward on the edge of her seat her hands groping it's arms turning her knuckles white.

Dr Beachump, put her hand out to try and quieten her, "As you maybe aware, she broke her leg in the accident, it was luckily a clean break, and not multiple fractures, although it was protruding through the skin, which is an added complication", looking between the parents who both nodded at her. "luckily the paramedics were thankfully able to straighten it at the scene, and when doing so, the protruding bone, went back in her leg and the bones realigned completely. As it's a femur it will need to be pinned, to strength it. The surgeon intends to try and use the exit wound from her inner thigh to operate, as he can then clean the exit wound from where it broke through and also minimises scars, and lessen the operating time".

Cindy and Dylan both started to cry, "My beautiful girl will have scars, can't she just have a cast?"

"It's a clean break all the way through, and with the pregnancy as well, this will be the best option for healing and mobility. It's also very close to a major artery, it will help strength the bone, and prevent further complications if it re-break. Also long term it's the best option for full mobility. In the future she may decide to have it removed, but most people keep them for life. It will also help us to ensure we keep the leg as the same length as her good leg". Again she checked their understanding. "She will need a plaster cast on for around a month, to keep everything stable, she will then need physical therapy to help her walk again and strength her muscles".

A knock on the door is heard, "Come in", Mrs Beachump called out.

Nurse Masters popped his head in, and passed Mrs Beachump the latest heart trace, he looked towards the family, "Can I get you guys a coffee or tea?" He asked them, Jim and Dylan declined, and Cindy asked for a tea. He left to get it for her.

Mrs Beachump folded the heart trace up, and put it in Brenda's file. "Being three months pregnant, she's just entered her second trimester. Which for the baby's sake makes things slightly easier than if she were in her first, with regards to operations and anaesthetic".

"That's good then, for the baby", Jim asks realising Dylan was unable to.

"As it can be, in these circumstances". The doctor answered.

"Your daughter has some other serious injuries, but considering what's happened to her, she is very lucky. She has a tear in liver and a small bleed, from the impact, but this has already started to slow down. And by the looks of things we hope will stop on it's own. At the moment the best course of action, unless the rate of bleeding increases, is complete bed rest. With her being pregnant, I'd rather rest her and avoid any unnecessary surgery. She's also had a concussion, a very minuscule bleed on the brain, that had already stopped before she arrived at the hospital. We will give her a second scan, after the operation just to check everything is ok, after the surgery. She will also need the cut on her face to carefully stitched by a plastic surgeon".

Nurse Masters comes back in with Cindy tea, passing it to her, he asks them, "Do you needed anything, need me to call anyone?" He asked looking between them.

"My son", Jim starts to say, before crying himself, Cindy takes her free hand to hold her husbands, and Dylan pats his arm.

Cindy looks at the male nurse, "He's on his way here, he knows there was an accident, we would prefer to tell him what's happened".

"That's fine", he replies, "We will keep a look out for him", he reassures them, before handing them, a box of tissues.

Mrs Beachump stands, "We will update you as soon as we can, if you have any questions, please don't hesitate to ask, you can stay here for a while if you want".

Jim stood wiping his eyes, holds out his hand, "Thank you doctor, we will go back to the main waiting room as there will be others coming as well".

"Your daughter isn't out of the woods yet, she's very lucky, and obviously a fighter". The doctor tries to reassure them.

"If you mean stubborn, then she has that in spades", Jim replied.

Dylan shook his head, and said with a small chuckle, "She sure does. Told her she better not give up".

"Speaking of which", Doctor Beachump replied "You have half my staff spooked".

"Why" Cindy asked, looking from the Doctor to Dylan, and back again.

"It seems you were holding on to her hand and begging her, to live, not to give up, and it's what , made her heart beat stronger, at least according to the paramedics that restarted her heart".

Dylan looked down, clearly embarrassed, he didn't like them talking about what he felt was their connection.

"They have a connection that drives any father wild, and scared." Shaking his head, "But I won't stand in their way, not anymore, she will need him more than ever now, I hope with my blessing, it means you won't run, and make bad choices again".

Dylan looks at Cindy and Jim tearing up, nods unable to speak. Jim smiles and nods at him.

"They are now going to take her to surgery, one of you can, go in the and see her for a couple of minutes, but only one, as they get ready to move her".

Jim looks at Cindy she reluctantly nods, "Dylan you should be the one", Jim tells him, "Tell her to fight not to give up".

"What" he asks clearly shocked.

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