"Hello?"

"Jack! Help him, please!"

"Clara? What's going on?"

"Jack, Pete flipped his truck. He's upside down inside. Please!"

"Where are you?"

"Hudson Rd. About two miles from town."

"Call 911."

"I did. It's been twenty minutes. Please come!"

Jack could hear Zane crying hysterically in the background. "Ok. Sit tight. I'm on my way."

Jack ran upstairs. "Honey." She was rocking Fin in their bedroom.

"Jack? What is it?"

"I need to go. Clara called and Pete rolled his truck. It's taking forever for emergency to get there. Keep your phone next to you. I'll let you know which hospital. I may need you to come get Zane."

"Ok. What about a carseat?"

"I'll put the one in my truck in your car." He kissed her quickly.

"Be careful, Jack."

"I will. Love you."

Elizabeth took a few deep breaths to calm her nerves and said a prayer for Pete and Clara and everyone involved.

…..

As Jack pulled up behind Clara's car, he saw that an ambulance and fire truck were there. "Clara!"

She turned and rushed over into his arms. "Please tell me he's not dead," she told him.

"Listen. You need to be calm. Zane and your new baby need you to calm yourself, just a bit."

He held her and Zane close as he watched over the top of her head. It appeared the first responders were trying to nail down a plan.

"Jack!" Mike ran over to them.

"Mike. Any news?"

"We are working on getting a tow truck out here. We are going to try to hook Pete's truck up to the fire truck to flip it back over."

"Mike, what about Pete? Is he alive?" Clara asked.

"I can't answer that yet. We can't get low enough to see into the cab because of the brush." She nodded.

Jack walked Clara and Zane over behind her car. "Lets pray."

"Dear God, we need your support and love right now. Please help Pete and Clara as they navigate through this difficult time. Please help Clara to know that Elizabeth and I are here for her no matter what happens." He felt tears fill his eyes and he felt Clara start to shake against his chest. "We leave this in your hands now and trust that you will help and support everyone involved. Through Jesus name, Amen."

As the men worked for the next little while, Jack continued to pray as he watched. Finally, Pete's truck was flipped back on its wheels. Thankfully, seemingly miraculously, the cab was not crushed.

As the ambulance workers did their job in securing Pete's neck with a brace and getting him safely on a backboard and then a stretcher, Jack was reminded of Elizabeth's own accident not that long before. He knew how helpless Clara must feel. "Clara, have you called Abigail?"

"No, I thought I would wait. I didn't want to call before I knew if he would be ok."

"Going to Bozeman!" Mike shouted. "Clara can ride!"

"Here, give me Zane. I'll take him to Elizabeth and meet you at the hospital. You ride with Pete."

"My car."

"I'll get his carseat out and we can come get the car tomorrow."

She handed Zane to Jack and he immediately started to scream, holding his hands out to her. "Baby, it's ok. Uncle Jack and Aunt Beth are going to watch you. I love you." She kissed his wet face and Jack's cheek. "Thank you."

…..

Jack walked into their house with a sleeping Zane and his diaper bag that he had remembered to grab from Clara's car.

"Jack?"

"Hey," he whispered, kissing her softly.

"How's Pete?"

"He was unconscious when they got him out. I don't know details. I am going up to Bozeman Memorial. Can you watch him?"

"Yes, of course." She took the little boy and immediately felt sad for him. "Jack, please be careful."

"I will. I will call you with updates. Why don't you get Julie to come over and help you in the morning?"

"I might do that." He gave her a hug and then left the house.

Elizabeth took his bag, her phone, and Zane up to her and Jack's room and put him in Fin's crib, hoping he might be ok if he wakes up next to her.

She sat down on the bed and prayed for everyone and reminded herself that Zane and Fin needed her to be strong. Now, though, they were asleep so she could allow herself to be sad and scared and sympathetic and very, very grateful.

…..

Zane woke up around 3 am which of course meant so did Fin. Elizabeth changed both diapers, gave them each a bottle, and rocked them back to sleep.

At the hospital, Jack, Abigail, Bill, and Charlotte waited in the waiting room with Clara for some word on Pete's condition.

Clara was lost. She sat by herself, tears perpetually falling down her face. If she lost Pete, it would be like losing her heart. It would break. She had no doubt that raising two of his children by herself would be the most difficult thing she would ever do and she didn't know if she was up to it.

"Mrs. Stanton?"

Clara looked up at the doctor that had walked over to her. He sat down next to her and leaned forward, his elbows on his thighs. "How is my husband?"

"My name is Dr. Limon. Peter is doing as well as can be expected for someone that just flipped his vehicle."

"But he's alive?"

"Yes. He came to us unconscious. He has a concussion and I am betting that he either hit his head on his steering wheel or the window. Did he have an older vehicle?"

"Yes. It was his dad's truck. He refused to get rid of it. It's probably twenty five years old."

"Ma'am, I believe that that is probably what saved his life. Those old vehicles are very sturdy and strong. He has a broken arm and a few broken ribs, some cuts and scrapes, but nothing life threatening. We want to keep him overnight at least to observe because of his concussion, but he should be able to go back home tomorrow evening."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, ma'am."

Abigail walked over and hugged her. "Its ok, sweetie."

"I need to see him."

"Of course, Mrs. Stanton. You can see him right now. Would you like me to take you back?"

"Yes, please." Clara kissed Abigail's cheek. "Thanks, Mom. Would you mind relieving Elizabeth of Zane? She's probably going crazy right now."

"Of course, sweetie. Tell Pete I love him and to get better soon."

"Oh, do you want to come see him before you go?"

"No, it's ok. It's good to hear that the doctor said he will be ok. I will see him tomorrow."

"Ok. Thank you." Clara walked over and hugged Jack and Charlotte and then Bill. "Thank you for being here with me."

"No thanks necessary, that's what family is for," Charlotte told her. "Now go be with Pete. Don't worry about anything."

…

Clara walked quietly into the room. Pete looked so helpless lying there, tubes and wires coming out of him. Bruises and cuts, a cast on his arm. The beeping of the heart monitor was distracting, to say the least.

She sat down next to his bed in the chair and slipped her hand under his. "Pete, it's me. Please don't leave me." She knew what the doctor said but he looked so close to death. "Please."

She heard him take a breath in and moan. "Clara?"

She stood up and looked in his eyes. "Thank goodness. Pete, don't ever scare me like that again!" she told him in mock anger.

"Sorry," he said with a faint grin.

She bent down and kissed him. "I love you so much, Pete. You can't leave me. Promise me."

"Honey, I'm not going anywhere."

She kissed his knuckles and tried to hold back her tears. "I was so scared. When your truck….I can't raise our babies without you."

He opened his hand and cupped her face. "I told you, I'm not leaving you," he whispered. "I plan on looking at your gorgeous face every morning for at least the next fifty years." She kissed him again and sighed. "Baby."

"What?"

"We have one baby. You said babies."

She put her hand on her tummy and smiled. "I meant babies."

He grinned bigger this time. "Now how did that happen?"

"Have a concussion and amnesia, now do you?" She chuckled. "Remember our anniversary?"

"Mmm. Yeah. We weren't real careful, were we?"

"Nope."

"So that's why you've been so emotional."

"And tired and crabby and eating everything in sight."

"Your words, not mine, babe." She smiled and then grew serious again.

"Pete."

"Honey, come here." He knew she had been through a lot in the last few hours. Her red puffy eyes gave her away. That worried him now that he knew she was pregnant.

"I don't want to hurt you."

"I'll risk it." She gently laid down on her side and laid her head on his chest. "I love you, sweetheart."

"I love you too."

…..

Jack and Abigail walked into the house around 6am. The house was quiet which meant everyone was still asleep. "I'll go get Zane," he told her. She nodded and sat down on the couch.

Jack walked into his bedroom. In the early morning light, it was hard to see but he saw Elizabeth laying on the bed. When he got closer, he saw both babies laying next to her, a pillow on the opposite side so they didn't roll out of bed.

"Honey?"

Elizabeth rolled onto her back and opened her eyes. "Jack." She raised her arms and he knelt down so she could hug him.

"Hi, sweetie." He kissed her softly. "Abigail is here to take Zane."

"Ok." She started to sit up but he stopped her. "I'll take him down. You stay here and I'll come join you in a few minutes."

He scooped up the little boy and picked up his bag and then left the room.

Five minutes later, he undressed and slipped under the covers beside Elizabeth and Fin. Elizabeth put her hand on Jack's arm, needing to touch him. Jack looked over at her. He could see her sadness and relief in the expression on her face.

"Honey, it's ok."

"I'm just so grateful you're here. I don't know what I'd do without you."

He picked up Fin and laid her on his chest and then motioned for Elizabeth to comer closer. "Come here. I want both of you close right now." She didn't hesitate, she just moved as close as she could.

He rubbed her arm and they just laid there, quiet. Before long, because he had been up all night, Jack fell asleep and Elizabeth joined him shortly after.

…..

For the next week, Clara nursed Pete back from his concussion but his ribs still hurt. It would take a few weeks for that. The good thing was, they got to spend a lot of time together, which previously they had not had much of.

"I think we should see if Mom can watch Z tonight."

Clara looked over at him to see if he was serious. He seemed to be. "You want to go out?"

"Yes. We didn't get to last week so I think we should go tonight."

"Hon, you are still sore. Maybe we should just stay in."

"Clara, let's go out. I want us to get dressed up and go to a restaurant and just be alone. Don't you want to?"

"Yes," she admitted. "I even have a dress. Elizabeth let me borrow it. She says it looks great on me."

"I bet you look amazing."

"I wouldn't go that far but that was sweet."

Pete pulled out his phone and made the arrangements. They were going to drop Z off at Abigail's and then head to Billings for dinner. He wanted to make it special so while Clara was packing a bag for Zane, he made a reservation at a bed and breakfast for the night.

"Babe," he called up the stairs.

"Yeah?"

"Pack an overnight bag too."

"For us?"

"Yep."

"What are you up to Mr. Stanton?"

"Nothing much."

She smiled to herself as she grabbed a small suitcase and set it on the edge of the bed. She just put the necessities in it, with the exception of a new silk and lace nightgown she had purchased for if they had gone out the previous week. Black wasn't something she normally wore but she was making an exception. It actually made her feel beautiful.

Then she quickly turned on the shower after she put Zane in his crib for a nap. The hot water felt amazing on her tense muscles. She didn't realize that she had been tense but thinking her husband was going to die apparently did that.

She took a bit longer shower than normal and then got out and dried her hair.

"Babe?" Pete peeked in the door.

"Yeah. You can come in."

He walked in and kissed her. "You smell amazing."

"Thanks," she said, blushing.

"Can you maybe help me?" He had a sheepish look on his face. Up until this point, he had been taking sponge baths but he needed a shower. He hated that he couldn't fully care for himself, but he was grateful he had Clara.

She smiled as he held out a box of plastic wrap and rubberbands. She helped him remove his shirt and then wrapped his arm securely. "Here you go."

"Thanks."

"Are you sure you feel like going out?"

"Yes. I want to see you in that dress."

She put her makeup and jewelry on and then left the room to dress. In the past week, her baby tummy had become more pronounced. She turned to look at herself in the mirror and she actually looked pregnant instead of just like she ate too much dessert.

For the final touch she walked into the closet and found her black stilettos that she hadn't worn since before she was pregnant with Zane.

"Holy moly," Pete said to himself as he caught a glimpse of her when she walked out of the closet.

He kept his eye on her in the mirror as she talked to Zane while they waited for him to get ready. He had never understood the "glowing" reference in relation to pregnant women until now. She looked so happy.

"Hon, can you help me with my tie?"

She put Zane back in his crib and then walked over to Pete. She smiled as she flipped his dress shirt collar up and slipped the tie around his neck.

"What are you smiling at?"

"My sexy husband."

"I'm not the sexy one in this room. You in that dress and those shoes…"

"You like?" She turned and showed him the back.

"I wish I could show you how much, but we really should get to our reservation."

"Something to look forward to?

"Absolutely."