Sorrow

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I wasn't a religious man. In fact the last time i had even stepped inside a church was when my mother took me one Sunday when i was about five years old.  However as i was waiting for news on Jaime's condition i was silently praying to every god i knew off that she and the baby would be alright.

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Roman

As soon as Seth heard about Jaime's accident he and Dean had come to find me and the three of us rushed to the hospital where she had been taken. Strangely it didn't feel real, almost like it was happening around me and i was just looking from the outside in. Understandably we were all a nervous wrecks and Seth and Dean seemed to be working on auto-pilot. Dean was pacing up and down, tapping his fingers against his collarbone (a nervous habit that after a few years of knowing him, you'd easily recognize) and Seth was sat down with his head in his hands, mumbling about something under his breath.

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Seth

Why wasn't anyone telling us what was happening? We'd been at the hospital for nearly three hours and not a single person had updated us on Jaime's condition. All we knew was that Jaime had been hit by a car when she was making her way inside the hotel and that she was now having emergency surgery. I'd got a call back at the arena from a paramedic telling me what happened and he only knew to call me because i was the last person she had contacted. Just a few hours ago I had been on top of the world, positively bursting with joy as I got ready to leave the arena, excited to see the first scan of what could be my child. Now i just felt helpless.

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Roman

From the moment i looked at the doctors face, i knew it wasn't good news. He looked exhausted and defeated "I'm sorry. We did everything we could but i'm afraid we lost her. Every effort was made to save her and the baby but her injuries were too severe.''

No. Please no. Anything but that. Just a few hours ago i'd spoken to her. I'd wished her luck with her scan and now she was gone. Almost 15 years we'd known each other and now i'd never speak to her again. After what seemed like a lifetime a nurse entered the room and informed us that we could go and see Jaime. None of us wanted to see her (not like that) but at the same time we needed to see her, in order to have closure and say goodbye. As we approached the room we decided that we would all go in together.

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