"Hanna Marin, where is she?" Caleb panted as he burst through the hospital doors.

"206," The receptionist answered. It was a plump woman dressed in pink, who didn't even bother to look up when Caleb arrived at her desk. Instead, she carried on typing away at the keyboard.

Caleb hurried through crowds of doctors, patients and families before scanning the board for which floor room 206 was on. He dashed for the elevator and tapped his foot impatiently on the floor as it travelled up to the correct floor.

Finally, Caleb saw the room. A doctor nodded as he entered.

There, lay Hanna attached to many machines, with a huge IV drip hanging beside the bed. She looked so weak and vulnerable just lying there. Her makeup had been removed and she was asleep, or maybe in a coma – Caleb hadn't been told.

He shuffled over to the wooden chair that was placed on the right side of the bed and perched on, before clasping Hanna's hand in his own.

"Why would you do this to yourself, Han?" Caleb whispered as he stared at her.

At that point in time, all Caleb knew that Hanna had been in a car accident and had extremely high levels of alcohol in her system. She had been rushed to hospital, and Caleb got the phone call not long after she had arrived. Despite it being 3 in the morning, he immediately rushed to the ER.

The door suddenly swung open, making Caleb jump. Ashley ran in, looking tired and ragged in a pair of sweats and with her hair in a messy ponytail. She had clearly been asleep, too. She had tear stains on her face and she had to breathe deeply to calm herself when she entered the room.

"My baby girl," Ashley breathed, scurrying over to the bed. She took a hold of Hanna's other hand and kissed it repeatedly. "My baby girl."

The same doctor that had greeted Caleb with a nod reappeared in the room. "Ms Marin?" Ashley shot her head up. "I'm Doctor Glenn, and I've been seeing to Hanna since she arrived an hour ago.

"It seems as if your daughter was involved in an alcohol-related car accident. She has sustained minor injuries to her left shoulder, but we have yet to check how the baby is. I'm assuming you know that your daughter is pregnant, Ms Marin?"

Caleb looked at Ashley wide-eyed, thinking she still didn't know. "Yes, I know."

"We'll be taking her for an ultrasound as soon as she wakes up," Doctor Glenn added. He gave a reassuring smile to Hanna's mother and boyfriend before leaving them alone with her.

Caleb avoided eye contact with Ashley, shameful of the situation. He continued to stare at Hanna, who suddenly took a deep breath.

"Hanna?" He said, scraping the chair back as he stood up. "Han, can you hear me?"

The blonde opened her blue eyes but squinted at the hospital room lighting. "W-what happened?" She said, hoarsely.

"You were in a car crash," Her mother piped in, tightening the grip on her hand. "Do you remember?"

"Oh yeah," Hanna breathed in sharply as she attempted to move her arm. "My shoulder…"

"You've dislocated it, so be careful."

A nurse walked into the room after hearing the murmuring from inside, and announced that they needed to wheel Hanna off for an ultrasound.

-:-

Hanna had a brief period of time where she had forgotten about the baby, but it all came back all too soon.

"You're one lucky girl, Miss Marin," Doctor Glenn declared as he shuffled into room 206, reading through a file. Hanna was now sat up on the bed; in the same position Caleb had put her in 2 hours ago. "I've got your test results here and well…you have a hell of a fighter for a baby."

"What?" Hanna asked, confused.

"Your baby survived the accident. And it survived the phenomenal amount of alcohol that was found in your system."

A/N - I shouldn't really be posting this chapter seeing as I didn't get 5 reviews - in fact, I got none. But anyway, I really love updating the story and I'm currently well ahead with writing it. I want to post as many chapters a day a I can, but I want to get your reviews!

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