A few years later...

Jimi and Karen are in the back yard for Elijah's 6th birthday party. Joyce is 2 And will be 3 soon. Everyone was there and having a great time. People were talking and the older people were having some drinks.

Jimi was barbecuing burgers and hotdogs for lunch. Karen was keeping everything on schedule. She was in the house putting empty plates in the dishwasher when Jimi walked in.

"Hey baby, we are out of soda and ice."

"Okay. You continue to Barbecue and I'll run to the store."

"No babe I got it. You're busy, and Phillip took over the Barbecue for me."

"Okay, I love you J."

"I love you too."

They kiss and Jimi grabs his wallet and the car keys and goes to the store.

Once there he picked up what he needed and tried to get back as soon as he could.

He was at a stop light and when it turned green he drove through it and was t-boned by another driver on the drivers side who ran the red light.

The car flipped and landed on the roof.

Jimi's P.O.V.

Pain. I feel pain. I feel a pounding in my head. When I open my eyes I'm upside down... shit. This ain't good. I hear someone.

"Sir?! Are you okay?" I look around and when I try and speak, pain. I can't say anything.

"Sir? Someone call 911!"

My head pounds more and it's harder to breathe. I try and stay awake but the blood running to my head and the pain is too much. I try and look at the person but everything turns black.

Karen's P.O.V.

Everyone was having a great time and I never paid attention to the time. We all heard a car pull up but I assumed it was Jimi. When everyone stopped and I turned to see, two police officers where walking around the house to us.

"Karen Westbrook?"

"That's me, can I help you officers?"

"We are here to inform you of your husbands condition."

"My husbands condition? Where is he?" I started shaking and getting worried. I know everyone is standing there watching but I don't care.

"Maybe we can go somewhere private."

"Where's my husband?"

"Ma'am... your husband was in an accident. A car ran a red light and T-boned him. The car flipped and he was injured. He has been takin to the regional hospital."

"N..no... is he okay? How bad was he hurt?" I started freaking out.

"All we know is he was injured and takin to hospital. We can escort you there if you'd like?" Kim walked up.

"I'll watch E and Joyce. Go Karen."

"Thanks Kim, and Yes please." The officers take me to the car and drive me to the hospital.

I run inside and ask the receptionist.

"I'm here for Jimi Westbrook. My husband?"

"Let me take a look." She looks on the computer for a minute.

"You're husband is currently with the doctor. When he's out I'll let him know you're here and he can come see you."

"Thank you." I go sit at the waiting area, but I am too worried to keep still. I walk around when I sit I tap my foot or hands.

A hour and a half passes and the doctor comes out. He calls my name and I go to him.

"Is Jimi Okay?"

"Your husband is gonna be just fine. He had some cuts on his left side due to the impact. A couple of his ribs are broken on the left as well as his left ankle which is sprained. He has mainly bruises everywhere."

"But he's gonna be okay?"

"He'll make a full recovery."

"Thank you so much." He smiles.

"He's in room 289. I'll take you to him now. When he wakes keep him calm and push the red button on the bed for a nurse."

"Thank you." He takes me to Jimi's room and I go straight to his side.

He has an oxygen tube in his nose, a bandage on his head. His foot is in a wrap and I see he has a brace on his wrist. I can't see under the blanket but I don't care. He's alive. I pull up a chair next to him and take his good hand. I sit there and cry.

"Oh baby... I was so worried... I didn't realize you were gone longer than an hour... I wasn't paying attention and I should have... I'm a terrible wife... I wish I could take this away. I'd take all your pain in a heart beat baby... please wake up... I need you... Our kids need you..." I sit there holding his hand for a while and I lay my head down on his bed.

A couple hours pass and I am awake still holding Jimi's hand sitting next to him on a chair. I feel movement in his fingers and I look up at him

"Jimi..?"

"Mm" he makes a noise but doesn't open his eyes yet.

"Baby I'm here, its okay. You're okay."

"Mmm Kare" He Opens his eyes some and he winces from the pain. The pain meds probably wore off by now. I hit the red button and hold his hand.

"Hey baby. Just breathe. You're gonna be alright. You're okay."

The doctor comes in and I hold his hand. He gives him a needle through a tube and he calms down almost immediately.

He looks around and looks at me.

"Karen"

"I'm here baby." The Doctor looks at her chart.

"Everything seems to be normal. Now, I'll give Jimi a minute to come around a little more and then fill him in." We nod and Jimi eventually comes around and is acting normal as he can.

The doctor tells him everything with the ribs, the ankle. The cuts and bruises and the brace on his wrist was just to keep it straight and lessen any movement from the pain. I stand beside Jimi just listening to everything that's happened. I am worried he won't be alright, I am worried something else is gonna happen. I am too worked up to really pay attention and everything goes black.

Jimi's P.O.V.

I listen to the doctor and look at him I turn to Karen who is in deep thought with worry on her face. I look back at the doctor and I feel Karen loosen the grip on my hand. I look at her and I see her eyes drift and roll back. Her hand slips out of mine as she falls to the floor.

"Karen!?" I try and move but the pain doesn't allow me too. The doctors moves quickly to her side and pages help. A couple nurses come with a gurney and put Karen on it and roll her away.

"What the hell happened? Where are they taking her?" The Doctor Walks over.

"I am not sure what happened, but with your okay, can we run some tests and make sure she's okay?"

"Yes. Do what you need too. Please make sure she's okay."

"When she's finished I'll have her sent in by you."

"Thank you." He Nods And Leaves And I am worried for her.

Half an hour later - Jimi's P.O.V.

The Nurses brought Karen in her own bed in my room and put our side gates down so we could be close. She has an IV in her arm so she must be a little dehydrated. The nurse said Karen had waken up but she fell back asleep. She is still sleeping and I hold her hand. I watch her sleep and just look at her. Even in a hospital gown she's breathe taking. Her hair long and wavy, her face just perfect. Seeing her in in a hospital is the worst for me. I can't bare something be wrong with her. The nurses said they told Karen what happened and the test results. The nurse didn't wanna tell me with Karen being awake or her telling me first. So it's something that I am worried about.

After a few minutes of staring at her, I see her starting to wake. She opens her eyes and turns to me.

"Hey baby..."

"Hi..." her voice is a little groggy but it's cute.

"How are you? The nurses said they told you what was wrong."

"They did." She Rolls on her side some to face me more.

"Well..? Are you okay?"

"I am. And so is our baby."

"Our baby...? Wait... are you?"

"Yeah."

"Baby!" I try and move to her but I wince and groan in pain.

"Babe, It's okay. Stay there. I'll come to you."

"No, I can do it. I'm not the one who's pregnant."

"I'm not the one with broken ribs."

"Fine." She gets out of her bed and walk as she rolls her IV machine with her. She pushes her bed away a little and crawls in beside me. She's on my right side so she ain't hurting anything. She is on the same side we sleep in our normal bed so this is actually pretty comfy. She cuddles into my side with her head on my shoulder. I wrap an arm around her as she lays her other across my waist so she ain't touching my ribs. I moved the blanket before she laid so I move that back on us.

"I love you so much Karen."

"I love you too J. But you're never leaving my sight again."

"Okay babe." I kiss her head and just hold her.

"Where's our kids..?"

"Kim's"

"Okay and baby I'm sorry for scaring you."

"Scaring me? When two police officers make their way into our back yard with everyone there and says your husband was in an accident... scared is one of the words I would use. More like terrified, shocked, freaking out... but scared. I was the entire time, I was scared when I came here and heard what the doctor said. I was scared that you wouldn't make a full recovery."

"Baby I'm sorry."

"It's alright, you're here, you're gonna be okay. The kids will be happy their daddy is coming home."

"What about you?"

"I'm gonna be the happiest of all. Don't think you're gonna be leaving me pregnant with two kids. I'd find you and kill you myself."

"I'd die if I ever left you. I need you. You keep me whole."

"I love you. So much."

"I love you too Kare." She leans up and kisses me. I kiss back and then we just lay in comfortable silence until we fall asleep.

Karen's P.O.V.

After the day I was allowed to leave with an appointment in one week to check on the baby and my health. I'm with a high risk doctor due to my age. Jimi is still in the hospital and won't be home for a while.

"Karen go home... sleep in an actual bed."

"No... I'm not leaving you." I hold onto Jimi as I lay next to him in his arms. I changed into my clothes a while ago and just laid with him.

"Elijah and Joyce need you home."

"Kim said they could stay"

"Kare we can't pawn our kids off."

"I'm not. She offered."

"Kare..."

"I'm staying."

"Baby you need sleep and you need to be comfy and stuff."

"I'm comfy in your arms."

"Baby, I love you, but you're pregnant at 47. You need to do what's best for the baby."

"I'm 46 thank you. And I am. I'm with the baby's daddy."

"Babe..."

"You stayed with me when I was in the hospital for the night."

"That's different.."

"It's not. You had Elijah and Joyce, of course I'm staying with you."

"You just had our babies."

"And you just got in a car accident."

"There is no winning with you, is there?"

"No. I'm staying."

"What if the doctor says no?"

"I'll pass out again."

"Karen!"

"I don't wanna leave you. I could have lost you today. And the baby and I don't want that to happen. I need to know you're okay and that I have you."

"Baby you'll always have me. Even if I wasn't here. You always have me. And I want you to do what's right. If the day ever comes that I don't come home... you need to move on..."

"Stop..."

"We need to talk about it at some point."

"Stop it.." I start crying, and he holds me close.

"Baby I dont wanna talk about it either. But I just want you to know. I'm not gonna hate you if you chose to move on."

"Stop talking."

"Baby I love you. And I'm here right now."

"I love you too. Now shut up and hold me."

He stays quiet for a second then whispers.

"Language." I kick his leg a little enough for him to say ow. "Not suppose to curse or say bad words near the baby."

"The Baby is an inch long."

"Actually. It's about two centimetres long."

"How do you know?"

"Well. You're two months. So the baby is around grape side, Maybe bigger."

I move up so I'm leaning on my elbow looking at him.

"When did you get so smart?"

"When I read stuff about pregnancy when you get pregnant. I remember from Elijah and Joyce."

"I love you."

"I love you too. But go home."

I lay back down and he holds me closer.

I eventually fall asleep in his arms.