AN: Here's chapter 3, there will be more of the family coming soon. Also, I have no clue about the workings of the Chicago police department or any other department for that matter.

Richie POV

"Hey man, we gotta go, bad accident." I told Brody as I walk into the locker room.

"What happened?" He asked grabbing his coat.

As we walk towards the car I tell him, "Hit and run, driver hit a pedestrian, the girl on the 911 call said it appeared the driver was drunk, he jumped a sidewalk and hit a woman then sped off."

"Geez," Brody said as he sped off and I flicked the sirens and lights on.

Arriving at the scene, we headed over to see the victim who was being prepared to go to the hospital. I froze when I saw the blond hair, "Abby, Abby, what happened?"

She wasn't conscious but kept a death grip on a blood stained envelope. "Sir, we gave her a sedative to knock her out, she will be fine but we need to get her to the hospital immediately, are you family?"

Nodding my head "yes" I climb in the ambulance.

"Don't worry about anything Rich, she'll be okay, I'll call everyone and let them know, then have another car out her to take over the case. After that's all squared away I'll meet you at the hospital, keep me updated." Brody says as he shuts the ambulance doors.

Brody POV

Reluctantly, I picked up the phone, "Hi, Mrs. K, its Brody."

Abby POV

Waking up, I see a familiar face and hear a blurry voice, "Abby, can you hear me?"

I nod slightly at my former sister in law.

"Good, can you feel this?" Amy asks as she pricks my legs.

I nod again.

"What about this?" She pricks my fingers.

I nod. With her help, I sit up slowly, "What happened?" I ask as I notice the soreness that seemed to consume me.

"You were walking down the street and a car jumped the sidewalk and hit you. You will be incredibly sore for awhile but you're going to be okay."

"What about my baby?" I ask. Amy's face drops as she calls for a nurse to take me to get an ultrasound immediately.

Meanwhile… Richie POV

I try to sit still in the hard plastic chair as I wait for my family to get here. Shoving my hands in my pocket I try to force myself to stop moving, I feel something. Pulling it out I realize that it's the envelope, the one that Abby was holding onto so tightly. On the way to the hospital, the EMTs handed it to me. "Oh what the hell," I say ripping it open. I almost stop reading when I see it's addressed to Brody, but then something catches my eye, "14 weeks pregnant" I whisper. I couldn't believe it, Abby's pregnant.

"Hey, Richie, any word on her yet?" I see my brothers and parents rush in, Brody following not far behind.

Shoving the letter back in my pocket, I stand to hug my mom, "No not yet, the EMTs think she'll be fine but they wanted to run more tests." Turning towards my partner, "Is there any leads on the bastard that hit her yet?"

Shaking his head, "Not yet, Roberts and Griggs are on it, I made them promise to keep us updated."

"Hey guys she's awake," turning I see my former sister in law standing at the double doors that lead to the trauma rooms.