“What was that,” Deidra questioned with wide eyes thinking about the
kiss that had just taken place between her and Dean. Now as they
stood face to face, she felt an awkward moment overtake her.
Granted she’d thought repeatedly about what it would be like to kiss
him, but at the same time she never really believed that they would
actually cross that line with one another. Then again she’d hoped
they would. Okay, so maybe her thoughts were making about as much
sense as the moment had, she thought to herself.
“Something I’ve been thinking about since the first day I saw you step
onto the elevator,” Dean confessed searching her eyes as he felt his
own heart pounding furiously in his chest.
“Dean, I’m just not…” Deidra started thinking about the way her life
had been. Every time she’d tried to find some happiness,
something was always ripping it away from her. “You see I’ve…”
“Had a lot of heartbreak,” he finished with a quick nod, “Yes, I know
but I’m willing to help you through it. I know that things
haven’t been great, but if you give me the chance, well I’d like to
prove to you that I can be what you need.”
“But why me,” she questioned in confusion feeling her stomach tied in
knots at the way he’d kissed her. Even now her eyes traveled
longingly towards his sensual mouth remembering how good it felt to
have him kiss her.
“Because you’re exactly what I’ve been waiting for in my life. I
mean sure you might think I’m crazy, but from the moment I first saw
you I knew that I had to get the chance to know you. Even now I
would like an opportunity,” Dean reached out to her taking her hand in
his, “I know you have a lot going on, but if you’d give me a chance…I
mean hey, we’re still on for dinner right?”
“After that kiss,” she couldn’t help but smile feeling the warmth of
his touch upon her, “how could I refuse?”
“See now, was that so hard,” Dean began ready to say something more
when there was a furious knock on the door. Seconds later one of
the nurses entered the room looking rather perplexed.
“There you both are,” she started in a frenzy.
“What is it Janet,” Dean questioned spinning around to face the small
woman before him.
“There’s been a bombing over at the airport. The ambulances are
bringing people in left and right and I’ve been asked to have everyone
on duty get down to emergency.”
“Say no more,” Dean nodded in response turning to offer up an
apologetic look to Deidra, “We’ll continue this later.”
“Okay,” she agreed before following him out of her office ready to help
those in need after the disaster had taken place shaking up the lives
in Coral Valley.
Zack rushed into the hospital, quickly discovering the information he
needed to know to find Johanna. While there hadn’t been any word
on Ken or Caitlin yet, he knew he had to find his wife. He had to
make sure that she and the baby were alright. Fearing for what
could’ve happened, he hurried to the room Johanna was in.
Standing in the doorway, he found the first moment of peace inside of
him since this whole thing began. There before him in the bed was
Johanna with a small blanket in her arms. Upon taking a step
closer, Zack’s eyes fell upon the small child she was holding. It
was his baby--their baby and as Johanna slowly lifted her eyes up to
acknowledge his presence. She smiled weakly as he moved in beside
“Jo,” he mouthed her name finding himself completely in awe of
her. She never looked more beautiful than she did with their son
in her arms. His eyes sparkled as the baby she was holding
cuddled into her.
“Zack,” she motioned for him to get closer, “come here and meet our
“Our son,” he repeated with a lump building in the back of his
throat. Focusing on the small infant in her arms, he watched the
baby wiggle a bit beneath the blanket he’d been wrapped up in.
Unable to contain the emotion that carried over him, Zack sat down on
the edge of the edge of the bed. He touched the baby’s small
finger, realizing how real this moment was for him. Sure, he and
Johanna had only recently reconnected, but in having their son alive
and well before him, it took his breath away. “Johanna, he’s
“That’s because he’s the best of both of us,” Johanna smiled proudly,
“He might not have had the perfect day to enter this world, but he
decided that he had to make the most of the situation.”
“He’s amazing,” Zack felt the baby reach for his finger while Johanna
let out a soft sigh, “I mean to think what he braved to come into this
world…what you both went through…”
“We weren’t alone,” Johanna confessed thinking about their son’s
miraculous arrival, “Just when I thought that it was over for me--that
I was going to die and our baby would go with me, an angel came and
rescued us. Zack, Blake saved us.”
“Blake,” Zack repeated in confusion, “Jo, are you saying that Blake…”
She nodded, “She was there when I was about to fall, but she pulled me
up. When I was in the full throes of labor, she really jumped to
the plate and she’s a main reason why we are both here right now.
She helped bring this baby into this world and she was a real
trooper. I don’t know what we would’ve done without her.”
Zack stood in silence finding himself dumbfounded by the idea of Blake
and Johanna in a moment like that. While he and Blake had the
history with one another, he could only imagine what she would be
feeling in a moment like that helping Johanna bring his son into the
“She was wonderful,” Johanna added with a sigh before looking away,
“and I can see why you love her.”
“Johanna,” he began sensing the hint of sadness in her tone.
Reaching out to touch her cheek gently, he urged her to meet his gaze,
“while I’m always going to love Blake on some level and be grateful to
her for what she did today with you and our son, the truth to the
matter is that you’re the woman I want to spend the rest of my life
with. You’re the one that I love.”
“Zack, you don’t just have to say that because of our son,” Johanna’s
eyes traveled to the baby she held protectively in her arms.
“I’m not,” Zack admitted honestly, “I’m saying that because it’s the
truth. Tonight when I thought I could lose you both, well it did
something to me. It made me realize that I’d wasted so many
opportunities to do the right thing in my life. I’d spent my time
being this playboy--being the eternal bachelor and then reality came
crashing down around me. I couldn’t keep being the ladies man and
having these ridiculous relationships without any real
attachment. Yes, when Blake and I were together it was special
because she taught me so very much, but you, Johanna you are the woman
that I want to grow old with--the woman that I want to raise my family
with--the mother of my son and for that, I’m always going to love you,”
he leaned in towards her kissing her tenderly as he opened his heart up
to her at long last, “You’re everything to me.”
“Oh Zack,” she whimpered against his lips, feeling as if all her dreams
were finally coming true right before her eyes. As if not to be
forgotten, their son let out a tiny whimper alerting them to his
“I haven’t forgotten about you either, little man,” Zack smiled
focusing on his son, “I love you very much.”
“Would you like to hold him,” Johanna questioned hopefully.
“Would I ever,” Zack nodded extending his arms out to reach for his
son. Carefully Johanna shifted their boy into his arm and in that
first instant of holding his child, Zack found himself on top of the
world realizing that life couldn’t get any better than this.
The sounds of sirens pierced Shannon’s ears when she and Dave made
their way to the airport. The scene spoke volumes about the
disaster that had taken place before their arrival. As Shannon’s
gazed over the wreckage before her, she felt her heart sink.
Things like this weren’t supposed to happen in a small town like Coral
Valley. People weren’t supposed to have their lives torn to
pieces by something like this. It just didn’t seem real.
Spotting Callaway and a few others she’d worked with up ahead, Shannon
turned to Dave.
“I’m going to go see what they can tell me about what went down here,”
Shannon informed him quickly. Dave nodded in response before
leaving to go speak with some of his officers on the matter.
Rushing over to Callaway, Shannon interrupted the conversation he was
having with another fellow agent.
“What’s going on here,” Shannon questioned in confusion, “How did this
“We had a tip earlier in the day that there would be a possible
terrorist attack just north of here,” Callaway informed her, “No one
expected it to hit in Coral Valley.”
“Terrorists,” Shannon’s eyes widened upon his words. Her eyes
lingered over to the remains of the airport before she shook her head,
“Who the hell knows,” Agent Neilson shrugged taking a long look around
the area, “those damn terrorists never seem to make any sense.
All they can think about is destruction for this reason or that…”
“Even so, what prompted this attack? Why Coral Valley,” Shannon
questioned in confusion thinking about the horrible disaster before
her, “Why kill so many people?”
“Because it’s all a game to them,” Neilson clenched his fists at his
side, “They don’t see just how wrong this is.”
“But are we sure this bombing can be linked to the terrorist threat,”
Shannon questioned thinking about the various happenings in Coral
Valley, “I mean is it possible that someone else other than a terrorist
group planted the bomb at the airport?”
“At this point anything is possible, but we’re trying to keep our eyes
open and our heads clear about this situation,” Callaway added with
obvious dismay now that lines of tension spread over his face, “On top
of all those who have been injured or killed from that explosion, we
lost one of our own tonight.”
“One of our own?” Shannon gave him a strange look, “Who?”
“Agent Lawson. I had him in there on a mission and now,” Callaway
shook his head, “I don’t know how I’m going to break it to his family.”
“What was he working on,” Shannon asked curiously, “Did it have
anything to do with the bombing situation?”
“No one knew anything about the airport being hit until seconds before
the explosion. A civilian located the bomb and tried to get
airport security to evacuate, but it was too late,” Callaway sighed
heavily, “Speaking of which, since you’re not on active duty Pryce, how
would you feel about going over to the hospital and having a few words
“Considering the carnage that’s surrounding me, I’d much rather stay
here and try to help out,” Shannon admitted hearing the sounds of a
child crying in the distance.
“Alright,” Callaway nodded, “but once you’re finished here, I expect
you to head on over to the hospital and touch base with the man who
discovered the bomb. He might be able to tell us more about what
“Does this man have a name?” Shannon questioned curiously.
“Yeah, it’s Houston. Kyle Houston,” Callaway explained to her
completely unaware of Shannon and Kyle’s chance meeting earlier in the
week. Suddenly she thought back to the way in which she’d caught
him sneaking into the evidence room and in that moment she realized
that perhaps the key to finding the answers she was seeking out were in
investigating a man who’d already raised a red flag with her.
"Are you alright," Kyle questioned hugging Jade with his non-hurt arm.
"Yeah I am fine," she smiled, "What about you? How is the arm?"
"Hurts like hell," he lightly cringed feeling the pain in his arm
"I’m sorry," she replied.
"Hey, you have never hurt me…you did nothing to me. Except for the
other day, but that’s a different story," he said getting her to laugh.
"I should go find Seth…I need to know if he is okay," Jade said as he
let her go of her.
"Alright, I have to go and find Russ and Avery…I have to make sure
they’re alright as well," he sighed as she nodded.
"Okay," she smiled back at him, “Let me know when you find them.”
"Will do. I’ll catch up with you later," he waved to her watching
her walk down the hallway until she was out of sight.
He sighed lightly turning around and walking down the hallway. He
craned his head peeking into each room quickly looking for Russell and
Avery. Somewhat of a pressure overcame his body worrying that possibly
Avery and Russell could be hurt. In a way he believed that most of this
was his fault…if something ever happened to either of them he would
feel horrible. Just the thought of possibly having a chance to save all
those people if he just would have been able to stop that bomb earlier.
He kept walking until something caught his attention, he stopped in his
steps listening quietly.
"Heather Gibbons?" a man question.
"Sir, she has been taken to emergency room," a nurse calmingly said.
"Emergency? She’s pregnant!" the man growled.
"Yes I know, she is going in for an emergency c-section."
"Is the baby going to be okay?" he questioned with fear in his voice.
"We don’t know yet, listen…I will come and tell you when I hear
anything okay? Mr.?" she wondered.
"Dr. Hernandez, but just call me Diego," he replied leaning against the
wall his fears consuming him in the moment he‘d been given the news on
Kyle gulped lightly pulling out his cell phone. He dialed the number
listening to the ringing of the phone as he shut his eyes tightly. He
grasped onto his arm as pain shot through it.
"Hey, it’s Kyle…You need to come to the hospital. It’s important, I’ll
explain everything when you get here. I think you really need to be
here right now."
Hart paced around the waiting room hoping to hear some kind of word
from Jenna. So far there had been nothing. He found himself
surrounded by others in the very same position, and he strained to make
sense of what had happened. He’d heard rumors that the explosion
had started with a faulty gas line, to that of their being a terrorist
attack. Though right now none of that was really relevant
considering that he hadn’t heard any word on Jenna. In the
ambulance she’d been aware of things--she’d been awake for the
beginning of the ride, but then half way to the hospital she’d slipped
out of consciousness. Looking down at his own hands he thought of
the blood that now covered them--Jenna’s blood. How he wished
he’d never have to experience that--how he would’ve given anything to
spare her the pain she was in. Now, however all that was left was
the waiting and that was the worst part.
“Hart,” he heard a voice call out to him. Turning around, he
noticed Cameron rushing towards him, looking concerned, “how is she?”
Hart hesitated not wanting to share anything with Cameron, but as he
thought of Cameron saving Jenna’s life, he let out a reluctant sigh,
“She’s in surgery right now. That’s all I know.”
“They haven’t said anything more? Nothing about her injuries,”
Cameron questioned again.
“Nothing at all,” Hart surveyed the room around them, “this place is a
zoo and I don’t think they’re prepared for any of this.”
“None of us were though I’ll have you know that I’ve already called in
a few favors and I’m having a specialist brought in. If Jenna
needs anything more…” Cameron began.
“I appreciate what you’ve done thus far, but it won’t be necessary,”
Hart politely declined Cameron’s offer thinking about the trouble the
man had brought to Coral Valley.
“Look Hart, I know you don’t have any reason to trust me, but Jenna is
like family to me. She’s one of the closest things to a sister I
have with me at the moment and in saving her life…” Cameron hesitated
flashing back to the moment he’d discovered Jenna, “I just don’t want
to see anything more happen to her.”
“It won’t. She’s in good hands,” another voice broke through the
moment. It was in that second that Hart felt his heart drop in
horror. Spinning around to see the face of the last person he’d
wanted to encounter before him, he felt like he’d died and gone to hell
right then and there.
“Hart,” Elizabeth Raines addressed him with a nod, “I just thought you
should know that Jenna is stabilized. There was some internal
bleeding and we had to work on the gash that she had over her abdomen,
but overall I think it‘s safe to say she‘s going to pull through.
They‘re taking her to recovery as we speak. I trust you‘ve
notified her family.”
“Her mother is on the way,” Hart nodded in response finding himself
shell shocked to see his former lover before him having saved Jenna’s
life. The last time he’d encountered Beth, he’d prayed he’d never
see her again, but now, well now he couldn’t help but be grateful for
the work that she’d done to help Jenna.
“And you’re sure she’s going to pull through,” Cameron added breaking
his moment of silence.
Beth nodded, “I have her stitched up and everything looks good so
far. She’s going to be out of it for a while, but luckily someone
found her when they did. Had she bleed anymore than she had, she
might’ve not been so fortunate.
Hart took in Elizabeth’s words before straining to find the right words
to say to her, “Beth…I don’t know what to say…”
“I was just doing my job. Now if you’ll excuse me,” she began
stepping aside to attend to another family in the waiting room.
“Well, then I guess that says it all,” Cameron offered up a thoughtful
smile extending his hand out to Elizabeth.
“It was my pleasure,” she nodded in response, “now I really must be…”
“Wait, when can I see her,” Hart questioned further not wanting to be
away from Jenna a moment longer.
“Soon,” Beth explained, her eyes traveling over Hart.
“Thank you,” Hart began again thinking about all that had happened on a
day like today. While he had hoped to be safe in Los Angeles with
Jenna, it seemed that things were getting better now that Jenna was in
good hands. He was about to take a moment to relax when he heard
someone burst through the waiting room doors.
“You have to help her,” Wayne’s voice declared as Hart spun around to
find him carrying a girl in his arms, “She’s been hurt by the explosion
and she needs a doctor.”
“Sammy,” Beth’s jaw dropped in horror seeing her daughter huddled up in
Wayne’s arms, “Oh my God. What happened to my baby girl?”
“We were out on a walk having dinner at The Mill when the explosion
happened. There was just so much blood…,” Wayne continued to
explain to Beth, who was now clearly shaken by her daughter’s
arrival. “I tried the best I could but…”
“Can we get some help here,” Hart shouted down the hallway to one of
the people down the hall. Within a matter of seconds someone
rushed up with a stretcher.
“Get her into emergency stat,” Elizabeth explained watching Hart help
Wayne get Sam onto the stretcher. “Please hurry. She’s my
“Yes Dr. Raines,” the nurse nodded wheeling Sam away as Beth watched in
“This can’t be happening. She’s too young to have something like
this happen to her. She can’t be…” her voice trembled with fear.
“She’ll be okay Beth,” Hart reached out to her trying to find a way to
comfort her after all she’d done for Jenna. While he’d only
vaguely remembered the girl’s face, he couldn’t help but feel for
Beth. To have someone you love in such turmoil was enough to
drive anyone over the edge.
“I can’t lose her. I can’t lose my baby,” she pleaded with him
before trying to rush forward after Sam, “I need to help her.”
“Beth you need to calm down,” Hart stopped her knowing full well that
the hospital wouldn’t allow her to work on her daughter even if she
wasn’t in such an emotional state.
“But Hart…” she began to plead with him.
“She’ll be okay. You know yourself that this is one of the top of
the line hospitals in the area. She’s in good hands,” Hart
continued casting a glance over in Wayne’s direction only to discover
that Cameron had stepped beside him and was now trying to talk him
down. “Beth, listen to me. Right now you need to get a hold
of yourself and call Travis. He needs to know that she’s here.”
“No,” she shook her head in refusal to listen to his request, “he
doesn’t want anything to do with us--to do with her. Yes, he’s
tried to be there for Sam, but she won’t hear of it. After the
divorce, she felt like he abandoned us and she won’t…”
“Beth, you need to call him. You need to push your feelings about
what happened with the two of you aside and let him know what’s going
on with his daughter,” Hart continued to remind her, “He can’t be kept
in the dark about what’s going on with his little girl. He has a
right to know.”
“You’re right,” she nodded thinking about this words, “I need to tell
“Exactly. Why don’t you go to your office and call him--let him
know what’s happening and I’ll go check in on her? I’ll see where
she is and I’ll let you know,” Hart suggested watching the terror spill
across her features.
“Okay,” she took in a slow breath, her eyes straining to say something
more, but instead she let out a strained smile, “and Hart--thank
you…for being here for me…for Sam.”
“It’s my pleasure,” he nodded in confession turning to leave before she
reached for his arm in an afterthought.
“Wait Hart,” she started with obvious reluctance, “you can’t leave just
“Beth, I’m just going to see where they’ve taken her and…” Hart started
to remind her watching the color drain from her face.
“I realize that, but if anything should happen to her--if she doesn’t
make it, then you need to know…” she paused, tears burning in her eyes.
“Know what?” Hart questioned in confusion, “Beth, what is it?”
“Hart, I hate to do this now, but this can’t wait. I should’ve
said something years ago, but now, well now I’m so sorry…” she began to
break down before him. Her tears fell from her face as her lower
lip trembled with emotion, “About Sam…she’s…she’s…”
“She’s what,” Hart questioned as Cameron took a step towards him to
give him an update on Wayne.
“She’s your daughter,” Elizabeth blurted out revealing the one secret
that Hart never imagined he’d face in his lifetime--let alone at a time
like this with Cameron Stone taking in every second of it right along
“You know we are kind of behind on things here,” Zack announced
watching his son curl into him, “We still haven’t picked out a name for
this little one.”
“I guess we never really thought he’d be here so soon, huh,” Johanna
couldn’t help but smile while she watched Zack with their son in his
“Not really, but since he didn’t leave us room to plan, well I think we
should really get thinking about what we want our son to be
called. I mean we can’t call him baby boy forever,” Zack half
smiled watching his son’s bottom lip curl in a pout. Within a
matter of seconds, the baby began to cry, “Well he certainly has a good
set of lungs on him.”
“He gets that from his father,” Johanna explained with a soft smile,
“though I think he’s hungry and he’s letting us know.”
“Another little man who gets lead around by his stomach, eh,” Zack
teased with another tiny smile.
“Yet another trait he gets from his father,” she joked in response
holding her arms out for Zack to return their son to her. After
he’d placed the baby in her arms, they both heard the sounds of people
in the hallway. Clearly the hospital was still on high alert
after the bombing despite the moment of serenity that Zack and Johanna
had shared with their child.
“I have to get out there,” Zack admitted thinking of his duty as a
doctor. “I still haven’t heard anything on Ken or Caitlin and
with everyone that’s been hurt…”
“I know,” she nodded in complete understanding, “they need you to help
them. “You’re a good man Zack and an excellent doctor.”
“I just hope it can be enough,” Zack replied with obvious apprehension
thinking about what was waiting outside Johanna’s hospital room.
While he knew he had his work cut out ahead of him, he just prayed that
he’d be able to save some lives and find out what was going on with his
sister in the process.
“Ria, you have to help me,” Jade cried out seeing her friend before
her, “Seth was brought in earlier and I need to find him.”
“Jade, this place is a mess right now,” Ria began motioning for one of
the patients to be wheeled into a room before her. “I can’t
“I understand that Ria, but it’s Seth. He was at the airport
and…” Jade pleaded with her, “Ria, if he’s been hurt…”
Ria looked over at Jade before letting out a sigh, “I’ll see what I can
do in a minute, okay?”
“Thank you so much,” Jade began when the doors to the hospital flew
“We’ve got another one,” the EMT explained as Ria rushed up to the new
“What do we have here?” Ria questioned looking to the patient before
“Multiple burns--fractures to his ribs and his leg,” the EMT explained,
“He has been in and out of it since he was pulled out of the fire.”
“Okay, then get him into room one,” Ria explained noticing Jade
approaching from down the hallway. She was about to speak up, but
instead Jade let out a gasp.
“Gabe, oh my God,” Jade rushed over to his side just in time to witness
him coming to once again, “Gabe, can you hear me?”
“Jade…” Gabe muttered in a raspy tone, under his breath. While
he’d been feeling better when he’d been pulled out of the fire, his
body was no burning up and he was feeling aches in places he hadn’t
“Gabe, it’s going to be alright,” Jade started bringing her fingers
through his singed hair. Her eyes drifted back to Ria, “You have
to help him.”
“I will Jade,” Ria nodded before Jade turned to Gabe once again.
“You’re in good hands now,” Jade tried to assure him while fighting the
urge to cringe at just how bad he looked before her.
“Guy…you have to call him…” Gabe reached out to her handing her
something as he was being wheeled away, “Jade please…”
Jade watched in horror seeing Gabe disappear behind a curtain before
Ria followed suit. While Jade wasn’t quite sure what Gabe had
given her, she lowered her eyes to the trinket he dropped into her
palm. Seeing a handwritten number on the charred card before her,
she just hoped that she would be able to do what Gabe had
requested. Clearly he wanted her to contact the man he
loved. As her heart went out to him, she searched for a phone
hoping that she could honor his request.
Mindy opened her eyes, feeling a slight ache in her limbs as she
shifted on her bed. Only this wasn’t her bed and she certainly
wasn’t in her room. She had a warm body beneath her and something
told her that they weren’t in a bed either for that matter.
Tilting her eyes up, she turned to see Guy sleeping beneath her.
He had his arm wrapped around her, keeping her safely tucked against
him. Unable to contain the smile that swept
over her lips, Mindy placed her hand out over the center of his
chest. His heartbeat was strong and steady beneath her touch and
with her eyes traveling over his features, she wondered just how long
they’d been asleep with one another. Sure, she’d been exhausted
when they’d come home from her mother’s party, but now, well now she
felt as if she’d had one of the best sleeps she’d had in a long
time. Oddly enough she felt as if she owed that to Guy.
Smiling again, she watched him start to snore lightly.
“I guess I wasn’t the only exhausted one,” she noted hearing his
snoring grow louder with the moment. She lay her head against him
listening to his heartbeat again. Closing her eyes she thought of
all the times she’d wanted something just like this to happen for
her--how she’d hoped they could always be this close.
Unfortunately fate had given them other plans when he’d moved on with
his life, but deep down Mindy had always been left wondering.
“Were we really that bad,” she questioned tilting her head up towards
him once again, “I mean I know that you love Gabe, but was what we had
together really that insignificant in your life?”
Guy remained silent while he slept and Mindy let out a soft groan.
“I’ll bet you thought it was,” she shook her head before reaching out
to bring her fingers through his dark hair tentatively, “but for me,
well it was everything you know. I’ve never loved anyone like I
loved you. You were it for me Guy Morrison. Even now I have
to wonder if I’ll ever find something that makes me feel that way
again. I mean sure I told myself that I was over you, but how can
you ever really get over your first real love?”
She paused feeling the silence surround her once again. Her gaze
dropped down to his lips remembering how it had felt to have him
kissing her--to be sharing her life with him and in that instant she
felt an emptiness inside of her. How she wished she could change
things--that she could fix the situation and make him see that she
could give him everything that he needed. Well, almost everything
“How I love you,” she mouthed touching the side of his face, feeling
her own heart tug with emotion when the phone rang. Nearly
leaping out of his arms in surprise, she felt him stir beneath her.
“Mmm..what time is it,” Guy questioned with a soft groan.
“I’m not sure, but the phone,” she motioned to his cell phone, her eyes
glaring over at it for disrupting her moment of reflection. Ah,
just as well, she thought to herself realizing that she was just
inflicting torture upon herself anyways. Moving off of him, she
slid over to the opposite end of the sofa, “You should probably answer
“Yeah probably,” he nodded in a lazy tone, stretching his arm out to
retrieve the cell phone. Bringing it up to his ear he answered it
what a yawn.
“Oh Mindy, what are you thinking,” she silently cursed herself--hating
that she couldn’t seem to let go of what would never be with
them. While she understood that Guy had to follow his heart, she
wished like hell that there would’ve been a way that he could’ve been
able to do that as she did the same with hers. If only her heart
hadn’t lead her astray like it did. If only…
“He what,” Guy’s eyes widened in horror beckoning her from her
thoughts. She watched him spring up off of the couch to seek out
the television remote. In the blink of an eye, he had the
television on and the news report was telling the tale of what had
taken place at the airport. Mindy watched in horror, a sick
feeling building in the pit of her stomach while the story unfolded
before her. Turning her eyes to Guy once again, she watched the
color drain from his face.
“Guy what is it,” she questioned rising to her feet when he nearly
dropped his cell phone.
“It’s Gabe. He was in that and now…” Guy shook his head, “I just
don’t know what’s going to happen to him. He’s been taken to the
“Say no more,” Mindy cut him off abruptly, “I’ll go get the car.”
“Thanks,” was all Guy could say while he prayed that the tragedy in
vivid color on the television set wouldn’t take the man he loved away
from him forever.
Brant paced around the hallway knowing that this wasn’t going to get
any easier. When he’d pulled Avery out of the wreckage, she’d
looked like she’d taken a serious beating. Since that instant he
kept replaying all the events in his mind leading up to this moment in
time. It didn’t seem right for her to be in there and him to be
out here. She had a baby to think about--a future ahead of her
Brant moved around the waiting room thinking about Avery and her
life. While she’d married Russell, Brant had never stopped loving
her. Even now he said a prayer with each breath he took that she
would pull through--that nothing would happen to her or the child she’d
fought so hard to have in her life. Of course there was still the
issue of locating Russell in the chaos. While that hadn’t been
important to Brant at the time, he knew that if Avery pulled through
she would be bound to ask about her husband. Running his fingers
through his hair, Brant realized he wouldn’t be able to provide her
with the answers. That in itself had him very on edge.
“Barbara,” Brant began seeing one of the nurse’s pass by him, “Any word
“Brant, right now all hell is breaking loose,” Barbara reminded him
with a slight frown, “I’m sure when there is news someone will tell
“What about Russell Denton? Has anyone seen him around here,” he
questioned catching a scathing look from her, “Never mind, I know
“That it is, but I’m sure eventually he’ll pop up somewhere considering
his wife was in the explosion,” Barbara noted watching a shadow cross
over Brant’s features.
“He was there as well from what I gather,” Brant added thinking aloud.
“Then you’d better hope that when we find him, it’s not down in the
morgue,” Barbara commented before rushing off to help another patient.
When she left Brant thought about her words. While Brant had
always wanted to win Avery’s heart, this wasn’t how he’d wanted
it. He wanted her to be his fair and square and if by some slim
chance of fate the explosion had taken Russell from her life…well, he
just wasn’t going to think about that at the moment. All that
mattered was making sure that Avery was alright.
“Brant,” Blake cried out rushing over towards him.
“Blake,” he spun around to face his sister feeling her throw her arms
around him in an exaggerated embrace.
“Thank heaven you’re alright. When you vanished like that I was
afraid that you’d gone back into the airport--that you’d ran off in
search of Avery and…” she paused noting the expression on his face,
“You did, didn’t you?”
“I couldn’t let her die,” Brant informed her his words weighted down
with emotion, “I just couldn’t bear that.”
“And I couldn’t bear losing you,” she reminded him hugging him once
again, “Brant, if you would’ve gotten yourself killed…”
“I didn’t,” he replied hugging her in response, “I’m okay Blake and so
are you. That’s what matters.”
“But what about Kenny? Has anyone seen him around here?
Could he have…” Blake started, but before her words could be completed
the doors just beyond where they were standing were thrust open.
Turning towards the source of the sound, Blake’s eyes widened in horror
as she recognized the woman on the stretcher before her. It was
Caitlin and Ken was at her side, pleading desperately for someone to
“Kenny,” Blake called out to him watching the look of sheer panic that
overtook her brother. She took a step forward ready to
investigate what had happened to Caitlin when Zack entered the hallway
“What do we have here,” Zack questioned, already having changed into
his doctor’s uniform. Once his eyes fell upon the patient before
him, his heart leapt up into his chest, “Caitlin.”
“Zack, you have to get them to help her. You have to save her,”
Ken began to plead with him, his voice desperate as Dean rushed over to
“What do we have here,” he asked the paramedics taking it all in.
He looked to Zack, seeing that he too was in a state of shock.
Reaching out to him, he touched Zack’s arm supportively, “I’ve got this
Vaughn. Zack, do you hear me?”
Zack merely nodded before his eyes shifted to Dean’s, “Please don’t let
“I’ll do everything I can for her,” Dean replied disappearing with
Caitlin and the other’s behind the doors to the O.R. while Ken and Zack
watched in horror praying that they wouldn’t lose the one woman who
meant so very much in both of their lives.