There are loud beeps all around me. I slowly open my eyes and then close them again due to the light in the room. It's not really that bright but it still hurts a little. I see the machines above me including the fluid that runs along this long tube right into my arm. I have to think back to what the hell happened and why the hell am I here. Oh...shit...I was hit...in a wreck...the baby. I look down at my stomach and it has gone down tremendously. I know she is not in there. I start to panic, rising up to look around the room and she is nowhere in the room.

I look over to my right and there is a chair that is turned sideways and I can see that someone is sitting there. There are also several balloons that fill the room and lots and lots of flowers and stuffed animals. Apparently I have had lots of visitors...including whoever is sitting in the chair.

"Hello," I barely get out, my throat is completely dried out and I could use some water. "Hello." I say a little louder.

Whoever is in the chair slowly turns around and it's Anthony...he looks right at me and gives me this smile. "You are awake, thank God....you are awake." He stands up and to my surprise his shirt is unbuttoned from the front and he is holding this bundle on his chest. He looks down and then back up at me. "Sorry...they say newborns need skin to skin contact something about the oxytocin hormone helps. I guess you would like to hold her now." He leans over and gently hands her to me.

I let her rest on my chest. She is absolutely beautiful. She has the cutest little nose that looks likes Anthony's and she has the prettiest light brown hair. I start to cry as I pull the blanket away to look at her tiny little hands. I touch each and every little finger and then I just have to look at her toes...yep...they are all there as well. "She...she is so perfect." I look up at Anthony. "Why are you here? How did you know?"

"My name is apparently the first in your contact list on your phone. I got the call and rushed over. By the time I got here they already went in to do the C-section and she was here. It's been three days Sadie."

"You have been up here for the past three days?"

"Yes...I couldn't leave her here alone. She stayed the first two nights in ICU...and still is...I just like to bring her in here to visit with you and hold her...hope that she will heal."

"Heal...is something wrong...she looks perfect?" I start to panic.

"Sadie...she was born a little early. Her lungs are still growing and she had a few respiratory problems. They had her under oxygen for two days...but she just started to breathe a little better...they said I could hold her." He looks down and the little girl on my chest and gives me a soft smile. "They say that she should be fine though, our little girl is going to be fine."

Did he just say 'our'? Since when did he even want to be a part of her life? "Anthony...thanks for coming; I'm sure you have places to be you can go now if you want...I got her."

"Actually...I cleared out my schedule for the week...The only place I need to be and want to be is here with you...with her." He reaches over and touches her little hand poking out of the blanket.

"I thought you didn't want to have anything to do with us? I understand if you need to go...really I should be fine."

"I'm not going anywhere."

We are interrupted when the door opens up and in walks a nurse. "Oh...you are awake...how are you feeling Sadie?"

"I'm fine now...thank you."

"You my dear are very lucky to be alive." She checks all my vitals. "I will let the doctor know that you are awake." She smiles and leaves the room.

Seconds later the door opens again and this guy walks in with a white coat on. "Hi...I'm doctor Maddox...glad to see that you are awake today. I see you meet your little girl." He smiles down at the bundle in my arms then looks over at Anthony. "This guy hasn't left your side." He holds his hand out and Anthony takes it and they shake hands. "He has really stepped up to the plate. Is it alright if he takes her for a minute while I check you out?"

I don't want to let go of her but reluctantly I hand her over to Anthony. He places her back on his bare chest. The doctor starts to examine me to make sure that I am healing the right way.My whole left side is bruised from the crash. Not to mention the pins in my arm holding up around my elbow that I am surprised that I didn't even notice when I woke up. I guess the only thing on my mind was seeing her.

He looks at my staples from the C-Section and smiles at his handy work. "This is looking good." He then glances at the rest of my body...I see the deep dark bruises line all the way down my hip to my thighs. He then looks at the side of my face. "We had to put a few stitches here but looks like it will heal within time...you are one lucky girl."

"The other driver...how are they?" I ask...remembering that I was hit from the side.

"I think I heard they were alright...the guy driving fell asleep at the wheel. He had been drinking and actually I believe he might still be in jail...not sure."

"Well...at least everyone was fine." I try to smile.

Apparently Anthony doesn't see it the way I do. "Fine...no...everyone is not fine...look what he did to you...to our baby girl...I hope he spends years in jail for what he did."

"But we are alright...it could have been worse."

"Have you even looked at yourself...Sadie...he could have killed you...her...he should never been on the fucking road."

"Calm down...before you hurt her. Can I please have her?"

He looks down at her and then hands her back over to me. "I'm sorry...it's just you two are my whole world...I...don't know what I would do without you two."I wait for the doctor to leave.

"What are you saying...Anthony? That you want to be her father now; why now?"

"Honestly...you want to know the truth. I was scared alright...I got the call from the officer and rushed all the way here. The only thing on my mind was you. I tried to recall the last time I saw you and I...I...can't imagine you being gone. I was a dick to you...I'm sorry but I want to make it right...I want you...I want Gracie...I want..."

"Gracie?"

He smiles. "Oh...I couldn't stand the fact that they kept calling her by your last name...so I have been calling her Gracie. You can name her whatever you want...it just seemed so fitting at the time...like a Grace from God."

"No...its fine...I like it...Gracie." I look down at her with tears full of joy. She is just so perfect. "Gracie... Gracie Faith...what you think?"

"It's perfect." He moves my hair out of my face. "I'm sorry Sadie...I'm sorry for everything. I want to make this right."

"Okay."