Jax shut the hospital room door as Tara approached, "What do we know?"
"The drugs in the prescription bottle did not match the label…actually…the drugs in her prescription bottle were in illegal amounts…they could've killed her…" Tara explained.
Jax took a moment to soak up the new information. He looked at Tara in half rage and half helplessness when she continued.
"But why was your name on the prescription bottle?" she asked.
"It's an insurance thing…" Jax replied. Then he slowly thought about it, "You think that had something to do with…?"
Tara shrugged, "I don't know…but if I were you I'd check with the pharmacist. Kylie should be okay to leave in a few days."
"And Abel?"
"He's in surgery now."
"Hey babe," Gemma entered Kylie's hospital room. She was laying in bed on her side, her hands folded beneath her cheek, staring off at the wall.
"Oh sweetie…" Gemma set down the bag of things she had for Kylie and sat at the edge of her bed, "You gotta be strong," she ran her fingers through Kylie's hair.
"But I'm not…" Kylie said quietly. "I couldn't protect my own child."
"Oh, Ky, those drugs…they would've knocked me on my ass…" Gemma replied, "You did not do this to Abel."
"That's what Jax said…but how do I feel so responsible?"
"It's called being a mom," Gemma leaned down and kissed her temple, "But the baby's in surgery now…we'll know more soon…he'll pull through…you'll see."