The boys, especially Michael look at Carmen stunned. Whitney suspected something similar to what she said.

"Who the hell was your father and which mafia did he belong to?" Michael demands of Carmen. She shrinks back from his advancing figure.

"Get the fuck out of my room until you get yourself together," Whitney demands.

When Michael ignores her and continues to advance on poor Carmen, Whitney gets out of bed and stands in front of her. Once Michael sees her he pulls up sharply, but the damage is done.

Whitney doubles over in pain and cries out. John pushes Michael out of the way as he picks up Whitney and rushes her down to where the doctor keeps his office and sets her on a bed in the examination area. He starts calling for the doctor as soon as he opens the door.

Whitney is doing her best to not cry out at the pain that is ripping through her and doubles over.

The doctor races into the exam room and asks Whitney some questions about where it hurts. When she tells him he gets a grim look on his face. "It's the baby, your body just isn't able to keep him going. I can try to stop the miscarry, but it's highly unlikely that I'll be able to or that your body won't do this again. What would you like me to do?" The words are directed to Whitney but the doctor is looking with trepidation at John.

John leans down to Whitney, "Love, it's up to you of course, but I think it will be better to let this one go. Your body just isn't in the shape it needs to be in to carry the baby. Once you are ready, if you wish we can try again."

Whitney looks at him and starts crying. "I'm sorry."

"No, Baby, there's no reason for you to be sorry. You didn't do anything wrong. Things were done to you and we need to make those things better before you have a baby."

"But-" Whitney tries to say but a particularly painful wave washes through her at that time.

"I'm sorry, I don't think that I can save the baby at this point. Sir, would you remove the garments from Miss Latimer? I will make sure that everything is alright then she'll need to rest. She should be fine after a couple of days of bed rest." The doctor asks the angry man at his side for assistance not daring to do it himself.

John gently eases off her clothing and is sickened by how much blood he sees already on her clothes. He's just going to throw them out, there is no way they'll be able to clean all the blood out of them. He finds tears in his eyes for Whitney. 

He hates seeing her in this much pain and thinks that she was starting to warm up to the idea of having a baby. Now she'll lose the baby on top of everything else that has happened to her this week.

"She'll need to wear a feminine pad for the next few days until she stops bleeding." The doctor says sadly. He doesn't know everything that's happened to the young girl, but he knows that she's gone through a lot in the last few days. "I'm sorry for your loss, Miss Latimer."

The doctor nods to John, "She can return to her room, although she might prefer to have something on her lower half before she leaves the room." The doctor cautions John as he starts to pick her up. 

John blushes, "Of course, thank you doctor."

John picks up his phone and calls Michael. "Is Carmen with you? Will you put her on, please?"

John waits a moment before he starts talking. "She lost the baby and is bleeding rather heavily. She needs clean underclothing and feminine pads the doctor said. Michael should be able to help you find the clothes, she'll also need pants or a skirt to put on. I'm not sure if Whitney has any of the pads that the doctor is talking about. Could you have Michael take you to the store and pick some up for her? What brand? I don't know. Hold on and I'll ask her."

"Hey love, Carmen says that she'll go to the store and get you some pads. Do you have a favorite brand?"

"Not really, they were provided at the other house. We just used whatever they gave us to use. Have no idea what brand it was." Whitney manages to say. She's very tired and just wants to go to sleep.

"Carmen, she says to just get what ever. She doesn't have a preferred brand. Thanks." John says and cuts the call. He doesn't really want to talk to his brother right now. It's very possible that Whitney would have still lost the baby, but it happened for sure because she got out of bed to stop Michael from terrorizing Carmen. He's more than a little upset with him. 

He's never seen Whitney in so much pain and be absolutely helpless to do anything about it. Then to see all that blood and know that it was his or rather their baby...he just needs time to calm down.

John strokes Whitney's hair and it calms them both down.

"Hey, doc, is she supposed to be this tired?"

The doctor tries to wake Whitney up and can't. "Shit, she's bleeding far more than she should."

The doctor gets to work and does his best to stop the bleeding. Finally as Carmen comes in with the clean clothes and pads he steps back. "The bleeding, or rather extra bleeding has stopped. She'll be very tired and I would like to put another IV in since she lost so much blood. It would be best for a blood transfusion, but we don't happen to have any here. She most definitely will need at least a couple more days of bedrest, but once she feels up to getting up and resuming her normal activities that will be fine."

"Thank you once more doctor," John manages to say but he's looking at his lover and doing his best to not cry. He almost lost her. He's not stupid. That was far too much blood on the exam table.

The doctor brings out a sheet and has John wrap it around her. "She'll need a bath after all that blood, no use getting the blood all over the clean clothes."

John nods and wraps Whitney up and carries her past Carmen and Michael. Michael looks at Whitney and turns white. He had no idea that it was this bad. "I'm sorry, John. So, so sorry."

"Save it for Whitney, she's the one that almost bled to death." John says and continues through the door.

Carmen doesn't say anything just follows John and then hurries forward to open Whitney's door. She goes to the bathroom and starts the tub and makes sure that the temp is nice and warm.

"I got it from here, Carmen. Thank you."

"Not a problem. I'm sorry John, I'm glad she's alright now. Would you mind if I stayed the night tonight?" Carmen says gently not sure that she's still welcome after her bombshell earlier and then the drama with Whitney.

"Yeah, have that asshole prepare you a room. Tell him to send up some dinner for me since I won't be leaving her side tonight."

"I will, good night, John."

"Good night, Carmen. Thanks for all your help tonight." John says even as he carefully set Whitney in the tub. He then takes off her top and throws it on the floor. He'll clean it up later. Right now his top priority is Whitney. He vaguely hears the door close and starts cleaning up Whitney when he realizes that he has no clue how to use a pad.

He races out of the bathroom and through the room and opens the door ready to race about looking for Carmen when he nearly runs into her and his brother. 

"Sorry, I just remembered, I have no clue how to use a pad so I can't help Whitney wear one."

Carmen smiles at the thought of one of them using pads. "Michael okayed me staying the night so I will come in, in about ten minutes and help you get her dressed. Does that sound about right?"

"Perfect. Thanks again." John says and hurries back to Whitney.

"Thank you for being willing to stay and help John with Whitney."

"I'm not doing it for thanks, or for you or him. I'm doing it because Whitney needs my help. She's my friend. She was going to have the baby until she lost it. She's going to be upset when she wakes up and I want to help her out."

"Of course, you're a good person, Carmen."

"Right, that's why you damn near attacked me earlier." Carmen says and steps away from Michael. "Where will I be staying tonight?"

"Why don't you take Whitney's suite? She won't mind and doesn't use it anyway."

"What?"

"Whitney was given a suite of her own, but she chooses to stay in John's room. This is her suite. She's having us turn the bedroom part into a dance area soon though."

Carmen looks at Michael with confusion. "Whitney generally does an hour of exercise in the gym downstairs before doing an hour of pole dancing. All the whores are taught that so that they are able to stay in shape and pose as strippers if they need to."

"Pole dancing?" Carmen repeats to herself. She shakes herself. "I've heard that it's great exercise but have never met any one that actually does it. Perhaps when she's feeling better she'll teach me?"

"She might. This is her room. I'll get you something to sleep in and a tooth brush. I'm sorry Carmen. About earlier I mean. I shouldn't have rushed you like I did. I was just caught off guard and that is something very dangerous for me to not know. I would like for you to tell me all that you know, but not now. It's getting late and you likely would like something to eat and would like to sleep.

"If you have any problems, that's my door there or of course John is with Whitney. Let me know when you are ready to go down to eat." Michael says after opening Whitney's door for Carmen. He disappears into his room and comes back a couple minutes later with a shirt and tooth brush for her. "Bathroom should have toothpaste and anything else you might need."

Michael nods to her and heads back to his room. He can't believe what he did. He scared Carmen and caused Whitney to get out of bed because of it. That caused her to lose the baby and almost her life. He wouldn't blame Carmen at all if she broke up with him. He really is a shitty boyfriend. He can't even commit to just her. She deserves much more than he can give her.