Dean's POV:

Tyler comes rushing outside, while I'm hunched over and puking.

"Oh my god, please don't........no.....no....Kiara......please don't tell me she's......", he's not even able to finish his sentence.

Oh god, I didn't even think about how this would look to the others, with me rushing out in tears and puking. It's hard to breathe right now, let alone say a word. My heart is slamming so hard in my chest, while my body is shaking uncontrollably. Unable to do a thing anxiety takes total control of me. There's no way I could survive losing her.

"Breathe and talk to me Dean", Tyler pleads.

"Give him a moment", my dad's voice appears.

"Is she?", Tyler's voice sounds like it's breaking too.

"No, she's in surgery. It's very severe though, all we can do is wait and pray."

"How severe?", Sean's totally rough voice inquires.

"I'm not going to lie, it's bad, she has several severe injuries and lost a lot of blood. There's a possibility she won't make it and many over risks. But the doctors are doing everything they can. Let's just hope for the best."

Sean wants to know all the details; my dad fills the others in on most of the details but spares the pregnancy part out. Surely, he wants to leave the decision to me, whether to tell them or not. I want to tell them, I want them to know my girl is pregnant with our babies, with our twins. But I'm afraid of jinxing it. Kiara needs to be safe first.

And then I have to know, this wasn't just a set up. I can't imagine Kiara doing something like that, but in my position, you can never really be sure. We never talked about anything like this. Kiara has worked hard to get where she is, she's not the type to blast the hard work away just to get pregnant by a rich guy. And yet I have to know for sure.

But right now I'm just so afraid to lose everything, she's become my life, she's all I'll ever want. I don't care about all the money and all the shit that comes with it. If I could save her life by giving it all away, I'd do it with a blink of an eye. There would be no second thoughts or regrets, all I need is her.

While the others have walked back in, to give me some privacy, Tyler sits down on the ground next to me. I'm sure that would be a picture going viral, multi billionaire Dean Arlington sitting in Armani pants on the ground, his head burried in his arms. That's the shit the paparazzi love. It's only a matter of time until they find out, where Kiara is. And as soon as the paparazzi know, she'll know too. I need to get the security sorted, as soon as I know, she's out of the surgery.

"What is it, your dad isn't telling us?", god damn Tyler knows both of us too well. He spent too much time at our place, when we were younger. "And what the fuck is it, you're keeping from me?"

Let's try and see if we can avoid answering the second one. "The doctor told us, Kiara is pregnant with twins. I....I had no idea. Did she mention anything to you?" She's been around Tyler so much lately, he might have known.

"Oh fucking lord, she's pregnant? How far? And are they ok?", so he obviously didn't know. I tell him what the Dr Pierce said and Tyler nods with a concerned expression on his face.

"And she didn't mention a word about it to you, or hinted anything?", I just need to know.

"No, definitely not. I doubt she had any idea herself. She's been very down lately and she had been partying and drinking with us quite a lot like getting totally wasted partially. Kiara isn't the type to be so reckless to do that, if she knew about it. But it would explain some of her extreme mood swings, which I had put down to the break up. She was tearing up constantly."

"Do you think this might have only been a game for her and she set up for it, because you know... because I'm rich?", Tyler smacks me hard against the back of my head.

"You can't honestly be thinking this shit, right? Do you have any idea how down she has been since you broke up? The night you sent that message that you were at my place. You had no idea but, I was with her and she cried her balls out so badly when she realized the lie. And yet until Nadine smacked that magazine into her face, she still hoped there would be another explanation. Although she saw all the signs, she tried to hold on to that hope. Until it was totally smashed."

Just the thought of how I broke her, hurts so badly the tears come with out having any control over it. And knowing how much hope and faith she had in me, although I had been treating her bad is killing me. She might die, thinking I only used her as a toy like she put it this morning.

"She can't die, I need her Tyler. And I need her to know that I love her."

"Then why did you fuck it up? She loves you, you know. But I don't know if she will be able to forgive you cheating on her."

"Tyler I can't do this right now. I know you don't understand it and I promise to explain things as soon as I can. I'll do anything to get her back. But right now all I can think about is that the love of my life is fighting for her life inside of this hospital."

"Oh fucking lord, it's her isn't it? She made you do all this shit. Now it all makes sense", of course Tyler would see through this, this is why I avoided him.

"Tyler not a word to anyone. I'm on this, ok? And for your own safety, please keep out of this", I warn him.

"Have you at least talked to your dad about it?"

"No, the more people would have known, the more people would have been at risk. But after what happend tonight, I'm not going to give into this pathetic game of hers anymore. Once I know Kiara and the babies are safe, I'm going to hunt her down. And take anyone helping her down with her too. I was trying to figure things out anyway, a way out of all of this, but now there are no boundaries anymore."

"What about Kiara?"

"I'll tell her the full truth, once everything has been cleared until then I'll make sure to organize security for her. That's why I need to tell my dad anyway. The way he's been reacting towards me lately, I think he had his suspicions anyway."

"What about the twins, how do you feel about that?"

"Honestly, at the moment I'm too scared to even think about it. If I let the feelings slip in and it all gets torn away from me, I'd die."

Tyler simply nods. It's been ages since I had a heart to heart with Tyler. He's always been the fun guy of us, but he's also the best friend you could imagine to have in a bad situation. Not being able to talk to him while being so down and broken the last couple of weeks has been really hard.

"Thanks for being there for her."

"I did that for her you ass, not for you. Well actually I did it kinda for both of you. Kiara is an amazing woman and friend. And I knew my best friend is head over heels for her and needed his head set straight. But don't think that doesn't mean I won't be mentioning how hot she looks or stop looking at bikini photos from her."

"That means you won't fucking stop gawking at my girlfriend?"

"Sorry mate can do", he shrugs and I know what he's just doing, he's trying to pull me out of this shit. At the same time I also know he's serious about it. Tyler is just as crazy about Kiara as everyone else. From the first moment he only saw her photo he was. And ever since he got to know her as person even more.

"You know, I felt like killing you, for being around her. Seriously I thought you and her were dating now or banging or whatever."

Tyler glares at me for that. "That would be against our bro code. Even if you fucked up, all I wanted was for you two to sort things out. If you two hadn't been crazy for each other, sure I would have given it a try. Who wouldn't have? Kiara is a jackpot, she's special in every single way. But not when it's so obvious how much you love each other. Why else do you think I tried being such a pain in your ass?"

"Don't dare tell anyone I said that, I'll deny it if you do. But I missed you bro", Tyler has always been like a brother to me. He's been there during the hardest times in my life just like he is now.

"Hey, before you start sticking your tongue down my throat, let's get inside", he tries to stay dead serious but both of us can't help but snicker.

One and a half hours have passed since I ran out here and I have definitely calmed down. But as soon as we reach the waiting area the panic of losing her is drowning me again, pulling me far underneath the surface. It seems nearly impossible to breathe, I've not had anxiety attacks in years. At least my dad remembers how to get me through this and we breathe together.

Gale gets us all some coffee and something to eat. I haven't really eaten much at all today. Due to the argument I didn't eat breakfast, during the flight I was still so torn by her words and everything, I only had a couple of grapes. And well when Tyler called, I was just on my first piece of pizza.

And now it's night time, we're all sipping coffee, eating chocolate bars, something I never usually do. And watching the news. Now it's only repeating everything that was said earlier. They somehow managed to get closer photos from the car crash and now also add in photos and videos taken by witnesses. Some taken really close up before the rescue Team arrived.

How sickening to think about it, how people just stand there filming these things. Some of these videos have probably gone viral already. Do they care at all, that there's a real person behind all of this? That there's family worrying and feeling sickend about the amount of people wanting to see this happening. Some of them were apparently forced away by the police while they tried filming the rescue by the firemen or how she was taken into the ambulance.

One video apparently might help though. One tourist was by coincidence just filming the area when the crash happend in the background. The full crash can be seen, the pictures send me puking immediately again. This isn't like in a horror movie, this is me watching on screen how my girl is nearly being killed.

Apparently the scenes had the same effect on Sean too. If Kiara doesn't make it, Sean is going to hate me for forever when he finds out it's all my fault.

"Can someone switch that god damn TV off? If I see anymore of those videos taken from the accident I'm going to fully blow", I demand while kicking a trash can full force.

"Calm down Dean, I know it's terrible but losing it now isn't going to help. By the way, I still have your phone, you left it in the room beforehand. It's been ringing non-stop", my dad says carefully.

86 missed calls. 84 from Nadine, is this woman fucking kidding me right now?

And 2 from Gina. I don't have the nerv to speak to Gina right now, so I quickly send her a text that I won't be in the office tomorrow and she's to cancel all of mine and Kiara's appointments. She's probably hoping on news too, but there's no news I am able give her at the moment. We're hanging in the loops here and I feel like with every minute passing I'm dying a little bit more.

By 4am all the others have fallen asleep from exhaustion in their chair. Sean is lying in Nick's arms. Sean and Nick? Nick the biggest player of all? What the fuck did I miss out on? Kiara did mention something about Sean having no time because he was dating. Was it Nick he was dating? I guess today nothing should take me by surprise anymore.

My thoughts drift off to the words I've been trying to avoid so much I let them seep in now: both babies survived. My babies, I'm going to be a twin daddy. There's been so many lonely drunken moments in the last couple of weeks where I had everything planned in my head. Sorting this shit out, getting my girl back, marry her and in one or two years time start a family.

It was all there in my head, picturing a tiny Kiara sticking her tongue out at other boys not letting them push her around. Not that I would let anyone push my little girl around anyway. And a brother perhaps, one who would take care of his sister, make sure she would always be happy and safe. They'd fight and love each other as siblings should.

Tears start strolling down my face again. Kiara just has to survive this. I love her so much, I can't deal with losing her, the thought alone hurts like hell. Hurt isn't even enough no it's killing me.

What if they have to take her legs off, could she deal with that? For me, I don't care, well of course I do for her sake. But all I want is for her to live, with legs or without. And if she'd hate a wheelchair or prosthesis, I would gladly carry her anywhere she wants or needs to. Just as long as she's here with me.

Could they stop the bleeding? What about her spleen? I read it up on google beforehand, apparently you can live without. What about the metal thing in her chest, could they take that out already? How will the babies take the narcotics and the distress caused by the accident.

I swear if anything happens to any of them because of this, I'm going to kill her and anyone involved. No matter how hard I tried to solve this differently, I would have literally done anything to prevent this from happening, but it wasn't enough. And I guess all because that photo of us appeared dancing together in Russia.

If I had kept away from her just a little longer this wouldn't have happend.

Dr Pierce comes walking through the door and I hope on some news. He comes and sits beside me.

"She's still in surgery", he whispers lowely, not to wake the others. "You need some sleep too Dean."

"I can't, not until I know she's safe."

"By the way, even if she's still in surgery. I took quite a few calls, have been calling in favours, and been searching through all her medical reports I could get my fingers on. She does have that what you called stick in her arm. It should have still worked for at least half a year. Thought you might want to know."

"Thanks", he gives me a fatherly hug.

"I know what you're thoughts were, but she hasn't set you up. You know this is something I'm actually not allowed to tell you. I found her gynecologist, she's a friend of my wife as it appears. Kiara would have been due for a check up in about a month. There's nothing on record about a pregnancy there, I don't think Kiara knew for herself."

This is what I needed to hear. These babies aren't a set up, it just happend. And with her not getting her period anyway for nearly two years like she said, it makes sense she didn't know. It's not like she would suspect anything, if they don't come. And with everything going on lately, she might have pushed any symptoms she did have aside, thinking it was because of our break up like Tyler said beforehand.

What will she think about this, when she wakes up?

Will she forgive me for everything I have put her through in the last couple of weeks? And much more important, will she believe me?

This might not be the way I had planned it in my head. But who cares which way round we go for it. Fact is, I knew I wanted a family with her even if not this fast. We've barely been together, but I know she is THE one. The woman I want to spend the rest of my life with.

When Wladimir said those words, it nearly knocked the breath out of me because I knew just how right he was. She's the one who would stand up to me, drive me insane with it and I would love it. She's the one who makes me stronger and would put up with my flaws. She won't be too shy to put me back into my place when needed. She's so god damn clever and to top it off beautiful. And even if she'd be totally full of scars now after the accident, she'd still be perfect to me.

Even before Wladimir had said it, I knew all of this, but he just made it even more clear to me.

Sitting here, waiting for results is a torture. By 7am, my dad and Gale wake up, she's still in surgery.

"How long can this take?", Gale asks a little shocked as she glances up to the clock on the wall.

"Apparently long", is all I can answer, knowing the longer it takes the more narcotics which endanger the babies even more. On the other hand it also means Kiara is still alive.

"Have you called her parents yet?", my dad whispers, making sure not to wake the others.

"No, I don't have their number. But I'm sure the police informed them", then again if the police did, why aren't they here?

"We should try and find out and give them a call", my dad insists.

We search online, but there is no number to be found. And then I have an idea and wake Chris.

"Sorry for waking you mate, but I need to get hold of Kiara's parents. Do you have Brads number? Or could you ask Alex for his number?"

I would have asked Sean, but with him being so upset, I want to let him sleep a little longer.

"Sure I could ask Alex. Any news?"

"No she's still in surgery", I sigh.

A couple of minutes later I have Brad on the phone, if he hadn't been such a jerk in the first place, I might feel sorry for him. Apparently he hasn't slept at all either and has been hoping for some news on Kiara. Even if he's a jerk, they were friends from small kids on, he obviously still cares for her. Once he has handed me the number, he pleads with me to keep him updated.

As much as I hate him, I surely can't blame him for wanting to know and worrying about her. And from Kiara I also know how much his mother and he did, to help her when she was younger.

Calling Kiara's parents I feel nauseous, the last time, well and only time I had an interaction with them they treated Kiara like shit and I found out about her childhood and what they did to her. Well and things weren't exactly friendly between us either. But they are still her parents and I guess they should know what's going on even if they don't deserve it.

"Who the fuck is this, calling so early?", an angry voice booms through the phone.

"This is Dean Arlington. I don't know if you remember me", should I add the guy that beat your ass, the last time you saw your daughter? I decide to spare it out. "I don't know if you have seen the news, or anything?"

"The police have already been here. What do you want? Is this about hospital or funeral bills? I don't have any money. I know who you are, you should have enough to cover it."

What the fuck?

"I'm not calling about any bills. I just didn't know if you were aware about your daughters situation."

"Like I said, the police have been here and we've seen the news. Was there anything else or can I go back to sleep?"

"Are you fucking serious, your daughter is fighting for her life and you just want to go back to sleep? You don't care she's been in surgery for about eleven hours now or anything? You don't want to know how she's keeping, if she's alive or whatever?"

"I'm sure it will be on the news later on anyway. Besides to us our daughter is already dead. She died the day she decided to leave the house with you."

"You mean the day you kicked her out, after treating her like shit for years. How could I even think that parents like you, parents that would let their own child starve would care if she's alive or not", I yell through the speaker before hanging up and nearly smashing my phone against the wall.

Everyone around me, gives me a look of utterly shock. Well my dad's effort of keeping quiet for the others to sleep was busted the moment I decided to call her parents. Some people shouldn't be allowed to be called parents. There are way too many sick parents out there.

"They don't even care if she's dead or alive or anything", I spit out disgusted.

"They never cared about anything. But I would have at least thought they'd want to know she's alive", Sean utters angrily.

Gale gets us all some sandwiches and more coffee, while my dad calls in at work to also stay away from work today. Both CEO's not there, don't think that has ever happend before. Everyone sitting here is worrying about her. We're her family now. Well I hope she will let me be part of her family.

At 11am about fifteen hours after her surgery started, Dr Pierce comes walking up with two further doctors who look dead exhausted. They ask me to come with them and I do, the faint smile on Dr Pierce face giving me hope.

A/N: Although not much has happend in this chapter, I think it was an important one to see the inner turmoil within Dean. But also a small part of his view on the last few weeks and a small future wish.

There's real friendship in here. Dean and Tyler's bromance lol but also how they all stick to Kiara.

Anyone who has experienced this waiting, knows how nerv wracking it can be.

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