For Forever...

I Can't Believe You

I Can't Believe You.

August 22nd, 2008 (7 months pregnant)

Kayle's P.O.V.

Well this pregnancy has been amazing like I have no complaints at all. I mean no morning sickness, no cramps, not a single problem. Which trust me I do not take a single second of it for granted. Our rainbow baby, our little miracle boy. We've decided to name him Colton Ross, Jensen and I are so excited. We set up a nursery both up in Vancouver and down here at our apartment in Texas, which we've decided is only temporary as we go and look for a house to spend the rest of our lives in. Jensen was home right now which was awesome, he came home every weekend and every single chance that he got to be with me while I was pregnant. We've never been this far along, but the doctors keep telling us there is nothing to worry about. Which is easy for them to say since well they don't have a human growing inside of them. Also easy for them to say when they aren't in the tremendous amount of pain that I am in currently. I'm lying in bed in the fetal position and Jensen is rubbing my back while on the phone with the midwife.

"If they're contractions they're like 2 minutes apart. Yes, she drank water. Yes, she tried resting. Listen if you won't see us were going to the ER. I understand you're just doing your job but these two are my life and one of them is in a lot of pain and we don't know why!" He was frustrated and screaming sternly into the phone unable to contain his anger. Which was warranted because after all the problems we have had about getting pregnant this should be taken a lot more seriously they it is.

"Okay thank you." He hung up the phone and ran over to me. Putting his arm around me he started to pull me up. "She said get in right away you shouldn't feel like this with those Braxton hicks or whatever they're called." I would have laughed if I wasn't in so much pain. I was so thankful for Jensen I wouldn't know what to do without him right now.

If he would have still been stuck up in Vancouver, I don't know what I would have done. I mean yea called my mom and everything but still this is a lot to handle on my own. Just happened to get lucky that Jensen had off this weekend even though they just went back to work not long ago.

We got down to the truck, only taking 10 minutes because I needed to keep stopping. He buckled me in and drove like a bat out of hell. Pulling up to the emergency doors and getting out to help me into the hospital. We were instantly greeted with a wheel chair, thank God, and brought directly into an elevator and up a few floors into a room. I was hot, dizzy and super uncomfortable so I didn't know where we even were at this point. I started to panic when everything went black.

Jensen's P.O.V.

To say I was in a panic, or terrified even was an understatement. They had her hooked up to so many machines so quickly, and tubes and wires and just all this stuff. Flashbacks of seeing her lifeless body from after the accident were in the front of my mind. I was red-eyed and trying my hardest not to lose my shit, I called both of our families and they were all in the waiting room. I wasn't leaving her side period, there was nothing anyone could to do make me leave this room. Rubbing my hands through my hair I sighed. I felt a hand on my shoulder.

"Now honey, I told you I didn't want to see you back in here and even though it has been almost 10 years, I just wasn't ready to see this girl back in a bed in this condition." I quickly jumped up and hugged the familiar voice of Mrs. Karen, Kayle's nurse from her accident, and just let the tears fall. She hugged me tight, rubbing my back knowing I needed it.

"Is she going to be okay?" I broke out between sobs. "Nobody is telling me anything, I can't...I" I couldn't even finish what I was trying to say when Mrs. Karen started pushing me out the door. I had heard commotion going on around me and a lot of doctors were running into Kayle's room. I tried pushing away from Mrs. Karen, she wasn't letting me go.