No Longer Alone *Story Complete*

Chapter 6:

"Oh Shit!" He shouted as he watched the speeding green SUV heading towards the two cars stopped at the light. The sickening crunch of metal assaulted his ears as glass showered his vehicle.

Dee's heart was pounding within his chest as he pulled his car to the side of the road and grabbed his cell phone, dialing 911 immediately.

"911: Police, Fire or Medical?"

"All!" He shouted as he approached the wreckage. "This is Detective Dee Laytner. We have a 10-50 (1) at the intersection of East 34th & Park Ave (2). Two car collision." He looked into the window of the blue Lexus and saw that the driver was conscious, but crying out softly as she tried to unbuckle her seatbelt.

"Ma'am, hold still. I'll be back in a few seconds." He watched as the woman nodded slowly and relaxed against the back of the seat, her teeth clenched in pain.

Dee ran through the snow and saw the shattered windshield, the blood from the driver creating a morbid mosaic on the fragmented surface. The raven haired man grabbed the handle for the door and gave it a hard yank, but it didn’t budge. He circled to the passenger side door gave it a few hard pulls before the door finally opened.

The powerful stench of alcohol, urine and bowel reached his nose, causing him to backpedal slightly. It was blatantly obvious that the woman, who was bleeding from the head and currently unconscious, had drank herself into a stupor and possible affected an innocent person's with life long physical handicaps or defects.

"I don't know if you can hear me, but help is on the way. Just hang on. I don't want to move you." Dee said in a calm tone as he check her pulse, but inwardly, he was furious at the woman. He also didn't like the fact that she had lost bowel and bladder control. Though it simply may have been because of her inebriated state, she could have also paralyzed herself, making her lose control.

"Detective Laytner, are there any injuries to the parties involved?"

"Yeah, we have a drunk driving suspect with a head would. She's unconscious but her pulse is steady and she's breathing. She may have some spinal injuries. The other driver is conscious and does have injuries."

"Okay detective, we have emergency services in route."

"Thanks!" He said and hug up before running to his suv and opening the back. Another off-duty officer ran up to him and offered his assistance. The first aid kit in his tailgate was popped open and gloves, space blankets and numerous packages of gauze pads and rolls were removed.

"I need you to take the woman in the Explorer. She's bleeding from a head wound." Dee ordered and pulled his gloves on.

"Was she restrained?"

"Doesn’t look like it. She impacted the windshield."

The two men parted and went to the two vehicles. Dee ran over to the woman in the blue sedan and pulled the door open, assessing the woman's injuries and placed gauze over the bleeding wounds on her obviously broken left arm.

"Don't worry, an ambulance is on the way. What's your name, hun?" He asked, meeting the woman's pain filled violet eyes.

"It's…Amara (3)." She ground out around the pain. "Please…my stomach…its cramping." She whimpered. "My baby…I don't want to lose my baby." Tears began to fall from her eyes, accompanied by soft sobbing.

Dee's eyes widened as he mentally cursed and looked down at the woman's abdomen. "It's okay Amara, help will be here soon to take care of you and the baby. I'm going to open your coat. How far along are you?"

"Almost eight and a half months."

The raven haired man unzipped her jacket with his right hand while keeping light pressure on her bleeding arm. She hadn't looked pregnant when he first saw her, but now, under the two jackets and what looked to be three to four shirts, there was indeed a very pregnant belly.

A pain filled bark of laughter was heard. "The heater in my car went out this morning."

He gave her a small smile before reaching for his cell and dialing dispatch again. "Hey, this is Laytner. Tell the paramedics to step it up! The victim is pregnant and possibly in pre-term labor." He said quickly as a cry escaped the woman's lips, causing her to grip the gear shift.

A few moments later, another pain filled cry escaped her lips, followed shortly by a startled gasp. "My water just broke!"

Just as those words escaped her lips, the sound of numerous sirens filled their ears. 'Thank gods.' Dee murmured and hung up his phone, turning his attention back to the expectant mother.
"Amara, are you hurting anywhere else?"

Pale hair bounced as she gave a short nod. "My right foot and left leg…I think they're broken."

"Shit!" Dee cursed once more in his mind but remained calm. "Everything is gonna be okay. Your baby seems determined to join us right now, that's all. Do you know if it’s a boy or a girl?"

"…Boy." She managed before another contraction caused another ragged cry to escape her lips.

Green eyes glanced up at the clock in the dash that it had only been about two minutes since her last contraction. He made a mental note as he continued to keep her attention. "Well, this little boy is gonna be a fighter. I can tell already!' He watched as a small smile traced her lips as sweat trickled down her brow, despite the cold.

The sound of snow chains and sirens blared for a moment before cutting out as the emergency vehicles pulled to a stop. Amara continued to cry and growl from the pain from her injuries and form the child who was trying to make his way into the world.

"It's okay hun, they're here to help you." Dee cooed, not even flinching when her good hand squeezed his forearm with all of her strength.

"I'm scared…"

"I won't leave you." He said and gave her a reassuring smile.

"Can…can you call…my husband? My cell is in the door…if you can get to it." She let out a pained grunt as tears seeped from her eyes. "Just press and hold one. His name is Nicholas. (4)"

"Of course." He turned to the paramedic. "Hurry up1 We have an injured woman here; she's in labor!" One of the paramedics waved in acknowledgment as the other hopped into the ambulance and moved it closer. After a bit of maneuvering and groping awkwardly with one hand, he was able to free the cell from the door panel as the paramedics and firemen arrived at the battered vehicle.

"Okay Amara, they're gonna get ya out of there. I'm calling your husband now." He released his hold on her bleeding arm as the paramedics took over.

"Okay…"

o-o

Bloody latex gloves were snapped off and tossed on the hood of the damaged sedan, making sure to stay in the line of sight of the pale haired woman. He took her cell phone and pressed one, taking a deep breath as the phone rang.

"Dr. Langer speaking." The warm tenor voice came through the phone. Dee silently cursed himself for not asking Amara for her last name.

"Yes, Dr. Langer, this is Dee Laytner, I'm a detective with the NYPD. Amara asked me to call you…"

There was a pause as the doctor processed the fact that he was being spoken to by a detective about his wife…his pregnant wife. "Oh my god, what's wrong with my wife? Is she okay? Is the baby okay?" He asked frantically. "I just talked with her about twenty minutes ago! She was just heading home from her mothers!"

"She's been in a car accident but she's conscious and I've been taking care of her and sitting with her. The paramedics are helping her now. She has some injuries and right now she's in labor, but I'm going to stay with her because she doesn’t want to be alone."

"Oh god…" The doctor said, his voice choked. "Where are you now? I'll be right there."

"Hold on for a sec, Dr. Langer." Dee said before turning to the medics and fire men. "Hey guys, what hospital are you taking her to? I have her husband on the line."

"She's going to New York Presbyterian" One paramedic called.

"New York Presbyterian…" The doctor repeated, having heard the shout. "I'll meet you there. Thank you detective." He said before hanging up.

Dee turned off the phone before moving to the passenger side and pulling the door of the battered car open. "Amara, I just spoke with Nicholas, he's gonna meet us at New York Presbyterian."

The raven haired man spoke to the white haired woman, wiping the beads of sweat from her forehead. The sound of crunching metal filled the air as the jaws of life were used to pry the car open. With the broken bones she had sustained and the fact that she was in labor required them to widen the damaged area in order to get her out without causing her too much more pain. He even helped cutting the steering wheel away from the passenger's side to aide in getting her injured leg out of the car.

Her cries tore at his heart. He couldn't begin to imagine what it felt like to have broken bones and be in labor at the same time. It took time, but eventually, they had gotten her out of the car. Dee helped get her to the back of the ambulance before climbing in to sit near her head.

"I'm going to check the progress of your labor, Amara." The paramedic said as he cut away all her clothing from the waist down. "I need you to allow me to position your legs because of the break in the left one. I wont move it much, but just enough to see."

Dee took her good hand in his, mindful of the IV that had been placed within it. He reminded her to breath as the medic checked her. After the woman was draped with a sheet, Dee looked at the man just in time to see his eyes widen.

"Okay Amara, looks like your baby wants to join us right now. He's already crowning." He paramedic said and gave her a smile before radioing to the hospital for some orders from the doctors.

One of the firemen slammed his hand on the back door of the ambulance, signaling the driver to go. The sirens were turned on and they began to roll as Dee turned back to the injured woman in time to see her smile despite the pain.

"I'm going to give you a small dose of morphine to help ease the pain. It wont hurt the baby." He said and clipped the radio back to its mounting and began drawing up the morphine and injecting it into the IV. The detective felt her hand loosen a bit as the narcotic rushed through her bloodstream.

"Alright, you can do this." Dee said as her good leg was adjusted a bit more.

"Here we go. Push!" The paramedic commanded of her.

The young woman cried out as she bared down. Dee encouraged her as the woman strained to bring her child into the world. "That's it Darlin'!" Dee encouraged after a few rounds of pushing.

"Oh gods!" She cried, the pain in her body made her want to give in to the darkness that was encroaching on her mind.

"The baby is almost out. Keep it up." The medic encouraged from the foot of the stretcher.

"Breathe Amara! Stay awake!" Dee pleaded and squeezed her hand. His heart was beating hard against his chest with worry for the mother and baby.

"I know your tired," The man helping her started in a comforting tone. "and you're hurting, but you're so close! At this rate, the baby will be here before we reach Sinai."

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The ambulance continued down the snowy streets as they rushed to the hospital. Dee continued to support the pale haired woman, silently praying that they make it to the hospital soon.

"Okay, last push and he'll be out!"


Amara braced herself and reaffirmed her grip on Dee's battered hand as he leaned in close to her ear and whispered. "Once he's out you can rest. You'll have your little boy." Green eyes looked to the man below her, who nodded. "Kay Amara, 1, 2, 3 PUSH!"

A few moments late, a scream filled the ear, followed by the cries of a newborn baby. "He's here! You're son!"

Dee was awed by the tiny form that was placed on the new mothers stomach. There was a minor round of contractions that helped her pass the placenta. He watched the interaction between the mother and her new son ad felt his heart warm at the image. It made him wonder what it would be like to have a child. His thoughts were broken by the sound of his name being called.

"Dee?" She murmured tiredly as the medic took care of the afterbirth before he gave her more medications for the pain.

"Yeah Amara?" He asked with a smile as the baby cried and the paramedic checked its heart and lungs.

"Nicholas and I have been trying to choose a middle name for this little guy and haven’t been able to find one that sounded good. Do you have any suggestions?"

"Hmm…" He looked up for a moment before a wide smile broke out on his face. "I got it! It’s the perfect name."

"How 'bout Ryo?" Dee said thoughtfully as he watched the baby as its cries slowed and he slipped into sleep. The warmth of the blankets proved to be too much for the newborn.

Amara looked down to the mop of pale hair, a touch darker than her own. "Jonathan Ryo Langer…" She tried the name and smiled. "Actually Dee, I love it…Jonathan Ryo Langer…" She repeated, her eyes becoming heavy from the drugs.

Dee swept her hair away from her sweaty forehead and watched as her good arm held the sleeping newborn close to her chest. The sound of beeping filled the air as the ambulance backed up into the bay. "Amara, we're here. They're going to take good care of you and your baby."

Sleepy eyes cracked open and she gave him a tired smile. "Thank you Dee. For everything you've done for us…" She said as the doors opened.

"Amara! Oh god!" Came the worried voice of a man clad in blue scrubs and a white lab coat."

"Nicholas…" She said with happiness tinting her voice as they moved her out of the back of the ambulance. "Our baby…he's beautiful."

Dee watched as Nicholas kissed her forehead and gently touched the softness of his son's hair as it peeked out of the warm blankets.

"Dr. Langer, we need to get her inside. Dr. Yardley will meet you in the waiting room in fifteen minutes." The nurse said gently, knowing he wanted to be with his family right now, but couldn’t.

"Yes, of course." He said with a nod as he watched the raven haired man climb from the back of the vehicle. "Detective Laytner?"

"Yeah, that’s me. You must be Nicholas." He said and reached out to shake the man's hand. "Congrats on your son, Doctor. I wish he could have been born under better circumstances, but from what I've seen from Amara, they're both fighters and will be fine."

The doctor gave him a tired smile. "Thank you for staying with them."

"You don't have to thank me. None of this should have happened but I believe she was protecting by higher powers. I was glad that I could be there to help her and the baby." Dee looked over the doctors shoulder to see an officer motioning for him.

"I gotta go give my statement about the accident." He reached into his pocket and removed his wallet. A white business card was removed before he reached into his other pocket to remove a pen and wrote down his private cell phone number. "Here is my info at the 27th precinct and my cell. Will you keep me informed? You can call me whenever later on to let me know how she's doin'."

"Absolutely. Thank you again Detective."

"It's just Dee."

"Then just call me Nick. Have a good holiday. Go be with your family." He said with the smile of a proud father before heading back into the emergency room.

The detective nodded in thanks as his mind drifted to his sandy haired partner. 'I have to call him and let him know I'm okay.'

"Detective Laytner? Sir, I'm Officer Johnson and I was sent to get your statement about the 10-50 (1) at the intersection of 34th and Park Avenue. (2)"

"Kay, lets make it quick though and I'll need a ride back to my car."

"Don't worry about that. We'll get this done as quickly as possible so you can get home. Believe me, I'm not going to keep you here longer than necessary, especially on Christmas." The Officer Johnson said before leading Dee into a room where they could speak in private.

"Is there someone you want to call before we start?"

"Yeah, it'll only take a minute." Dee said and watched as the officer left the room. The ebony haired man pulled out his cell, but got no signal. He sighed and reached for the hospital phone.

"Before dialing Ryo's number, he blocked the number he was calling from. He didn't want his partner to panic at seeing the hospital name pop up on his caller ID. Dee leaned against the wall as the phone began to ring…

o-o-Authors Notes-o-o Updated Note 12/31/07

Was that a collective sigh of relief that I heard that Dee wasn't harmed? Hehehe, I knew that was an absolutely evil cliffie but it all worked out in the end, see?

-cowers behind Dee to avoid being hurt by those who don't appreciate cliffies-

(1) : 10-50. Well, I did a lil research. 10-50 is a common police radio code used in NY and around the country for Motor vehicle accident. The codes can vary from place to place, especially with military police etc but ya get the idea :-)

(2) : BIG, HUGE, GIGANTIC thanks to SonjaBlue of Ygallery who is a true New Yorker and has given me an intersection and hospital that are close to each other and more recognizable! She's awesome, plain and simple! Thank ya for your help and I've changed the dedication to you for this chapter in thanks :-D

(3) Amara is a character that was created by my best bud, Ange. You can see Amara's character profile in one of the Rp's I'm in. Its called Eternal Black Harvest, the link is in my profile page. Once at the fourm, go to Profiles and look at the profile for Amara Kiasta. THANK YOU ANGEY FOR LETTING ME BORROW HER!! LOVE YA!!

(4) Nicholas Langer is the character I created for the RP listed above. If you go to the site's profile section, he's listed there as well if ya want to read up on how his orig character was. His look is still the same and is listed under Professor Nicholas Langer.

I changed the intersection because of one major reason: Distance from Ryo's apartment. I haven't read the manga in over a year and went out about a week ago to start my manga collection, starting with Fake vol 1 and 2, Tsukuyomi - Moon Phase vol 1 and Rurouni Kenshin Vol 1.

In Fake, Ryo's address is on east 15th street, apartment 303. See my reasoning?? -grins-

So past that stuff…

There has been some dispute on who is older out of Dee and Ryo. Originally I had Dee as older but then the debate was that Ryo was older, and now its back to Dee being older…well, I'm not going to change it either way until I confirm what's true or not. Just for now, enjoy the shounen-ness!

Well, I better go. I have a couple other stories that I want to try and work on today. Thank you for reading and don’t forget to review! It makes this authoress very very happy!

MERRY CHRISTMAS!

Ezzy

12/25/06
Edited 12/31/07