Chapter 5

(A/N – In this chapter, a flash back will be italicized. As before, signing is bold, and spoken words are in "quotes".) (Also, special thanks to Muzic-iz-Life ! I love coming and seeing your reviews!)

Emmett pulled me close as I looked between the two. Daphne had a broken wrist, and was hooked to several IVs and has a small cut on her forehead. She was either sleeping or unconscious, I didn't know. Bay had a broken arm, a broken leg, and countless cuts and bruises. She was hooked to tubes, IVs, and a respirator. She looked like she had taken the worse of the impact.

"I thought they were rear-ended?" I said aloud, not even bothering to sign. My head was spinning, and I was afraid if I let go of Emmett, I would fall.

They were, then crashed head on into the car in front of them. Bay…Bay wasn't wearing a seatbelt. Daphne's going to be alright. She has a broken arm and a few broken ribs, but she's going to be alright. She's sleeping. Bay…We're still not sure. Right now, she has a concussion, some internal bleeding, and several broken bones. Regina signed. Her eyes were red and puffy. She had been crying.

I took a deep breath, and felt my knees go weak. Emmett pushed me into the chair that Toby had pulled over, and knelt down next to me.

Deep breaths, Kanzii. Breathe. He signed.

"Bay's strong," Toby said. He looked me in the eye and forced a smile. "Bay's strong."

Excuse me. I signed. I stood and pushed Emmett away. Stay here. I'll be right back.

No! I'm not – he started, but I cut him off. I grabbed his hands and kissed each of his knuckles.

Stay. I'll be fine. I need a few minutes alone. I told him, before I grabbed my purse and walked out of the room.

I went out the front doors of the hospital, and pulled a cigarette out of my purse. I hadn't smoked since I found out I was pregnant, but I didn't care at that point. My mother had smoked while she was carrying me and my brother, and we were fine. One cigarette couldn't hurt.

"I thought you quit?" Wilke asked. He was Toby's best friend, and had a huge crush on Daphne.

"I stopped because of the pregnancy, but I don't care. I might lose two of the most important people in my life. I already lost too many people. I don't care," I said between hits.

I had to watch his face to understand his next comment, but I got the most of it when he said "That's a really shitty attitude to have. Does Emmett know? Kanzii, you have to think about that baby inside you. Smoking is bad to begin with, but c'mon, you're smarter than that."

"Emmett knows I used to smoke, and he'd understand. Wilke, they have them in the same room my mother and brother died in. It's major Déjà vu," I sputtered.

"Okay." He gave up and walked inside.

I inhaled deeply and finished my cigarette. On my way back to the room, I stopped at the girl's room to wash my hands and spray myself down with perfume. Emmett would be angry when he found out, but deep down, I think he already knew.

Feeling better? He asked as I joined him.

Yeah. I signed with a kiss. He smiled and gave me that 'I know what you did' look. I shrugged and sat down in the chair next to him.

Any updates? I asked.

Daphne woke up for a few minutes, but the doctor sedated her, to help the pain. Still no news on Bay, Emmett replied.

I shook my head sadly. This was my worst nightmare, all over again.

Melody looked at me, and shook her head, before motioning for me to follow her into the hall.

I know how close you and Emmett are to them, but if you'd like to go home and get some rest, there's not much you can do here anyway. I already had Regina call your boss, you're free today. Go home, get some sleep, take my car, I'll text if I need to be picked up. She signed as she tossed the car keys at me. I nodded my thanks, and went back to Emmett's side.

We'll come back, let's get some air, I suggested. He looked at both girls, then nodded. He wrapped his arm around my waist and took the keys from me.

I'm driving, he signed. He looked shocked when I snatched the keys out of his arms and signed bitterly You most definitely are not!

I felt my heart start to race, and had to choke back tears as I added I'm sorry. I just can't bear the thought of losing you too.

Emmett pulled me into a tight hug and rubbed my back softly. I felt him shake slightly, and knew he was crying. We stood there, in the middle of the fourth floor hall way, crying over our two close friends.

We finally ended up driving to Denny's for an early breakfast. Though neither of us was hungry, Emmett insisted that I ate something, since it wasn't healthy for me to skip meals, not with the baby's weight already under the charts.

Emily Bailyn, I suddenly finger spelled for him.

What? He asked, his expression twisting.

Our daughter's name. I can't fit Daphne's name into it, not without it sounding too strange. Emily Bailyn. I replied.

I like it. It's pretty. But does her first name have to be Emily? I really think she should be named after you, not me. He suggested.

I like Emily better. I was going to suggest Mackenzie, but it's too many letters. I like Emily. I signed stubbornly.

Alright, Emily Bailyn it is. He agreed. He reached across the table and took my hand. I kissed his knuckles, then wrote down my order. I was too tired to speak to the waitress when she came, so I just handed her the slip of paper. Emmett followed suit. I think he was even more tired than I was. He had been so worried about me and the baby, and now this. It seemed like one bad turn to another these days. I was grateful for him though. He was so strong. He wouldn't let himself break, for my sake. And that was one of the countless reasons why I loved him so much. He was my rock, my hero, and my one and only love.

What are you thinking about? He asked.

You, I said with a smile. You're my hero Emmett Bledsoe.

I love you, He signed.

I love you, I replied.

We ate our meal in a comfortable silence, then headed back to his house. I curled up on the floor next to the couch, too tired to even care. I fell asleep almost instantly. I felt Emmett pick me up and carry me to his room, but I didn't wake. I was beyond exhausted.