Ashley waited in agonizing pain for someone to come and get her. Her seatbelt wouldn’t come out of it’s thing, her arm was definetly broken, her chest was on fire, and the smoke around her was making it hard to breathe and see. The more sound she tried to make, the more worried she got about breaking something else. Surely someone would see her crippled vehicle and check for survivors. The ambulances kept coming from all sorts of directions. Ashley tried to stay awake. She was almost possible she had a concussion, or cracked her skull, either or. The pain that went through her body was unbelievable, things steadily giving way inside of her, blood pouring out of her stomach, she didn’t even know why.

"Just go to sleep Ashley. Everything will be better if you go to sleep. Just give up. You lived your life. Come on now Ashley, go to sleep."

"No! Don’t Ashley! Don’t do it! Listen! Stay awake! Keep making noise! Do something, Anything! Just-"

"No Ashley! Sleep! Give up!"

"What about Spencer?! What about your baby! You have to be there for them! You have to! You’ve given up on to much in your life, don’t give up on them!"

"No! Die! Die! Die!"

"No! Live! Live! Live!"

Ashley opened up her eyes. Someone was calling her name.

Ashley: "ughhh…"

She turned her head to the side, she looked out of her car window and saw her mother.

ashley: "M..mom?"

Christine: "Ashley! Oh God you’re okay!"

Ashley watched her Mom crawl into the overturned porshe and cut off her seatbelt. The brunette fell out of her seat and onto a whole bunch of glass.

Christine: "Come on Ashley, can you crawl?"

ashley: "Mom..mom help.."

Christine: "Come on you have to crawl a little okay?"

Ashley used her good arm to crawl out of the car. Christine grabbed ashley around her waist and started to pull Ashley away.

Ashley: "Sp…spen…cer…"

Christine: "ashley?! O my God! HELP!!"

Ashley’s body collapsed.

Meanwhile…

Kyla was holding the baby in her arms. The Carlins were surrounding Spencer with love at the moment. THe sound of the blonde crying made her cry too, and the fact that her little nephew would never get to live. She looked at how beautiful he was. He had bown hair…like Ashley, tan skin, like Ashley, little hands..little feet..so helpless. Kyla opened up the blanket a little bit and looked around for a birthmark. It was on his lower neck. It looked like a frog…

Kyla: "That must be Spencer’s..*sniff*.."

She held the baby closer to her heart. Then she felt something.

Kyla:" Huh?"

Meanwhile…

Christine called a paramedic over. Ashley wasn’t breathing at all. The paramedic put Ashley on a stretcher and wheeled her across the mass wreckage of cars. Christine followed her daughter on the stretcher.

Christine: "Oh Ashley I’m so sorry! I’m so sorry!"

The paramedic had a bag over Ashley’s face and was pushing in oxygen. 

Meanwhile….

Kyla felt it again.

Kyla: "Mrs. Carlin?"

Paula got up from the bed and walked over to Kyla.

Paula: "Do you want me to-"

Kyla: "No, I..I thought I felt something."

Paula: "Kyla-"

Kyla: "I did. I..I held him up to my heart and..I thought I felt him..his heartbeat.."

Paula: "Let me see."

Kyla handed him over.

Meanwhile…

Christine held onto one of Ashley’s hands as she was taken into a ambulance.

Paramedic: "Ma’m I’m sorry we can’t take you! She’s too critical!"

Christine: "Oh God please just help her!"

She backed away from the ambulance and watched them drive away. She wasn’t aware of another ambulance that had gone out of control heading right for her.

Meanwhile…

Kyla: "Spencer…please, just hold him."

Spencer wiped away her tears and opened up her arms. Glen put the baby in her arms. Spencer cried again.

Kyla: "It’s okay Spencer.."

Spencer pulled him closer to her. She looked at his features. She took in how little he was..

Spencer: "*sniff*..He’s so small.."

Kyla: "I know.."

Spencer looked at his face again. And then it happened. He opened up his mouth, and breathed.