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♪♪

[siren blaring]

Wake up...

Wake up, baby, come on.

Wake up.

Sir... Sir...

I'm not going fucking anywhere.

Jesus. Okay.

- Zander! - You're okay. Zander's okay.

You're okay, you're okay.

There's so much...

Not yours, not yours. His.

You went for the gun, the police took their shot.

He's dead.

Zander's safe. Zander's safe.

Okay. Okay.

Okay.

[sobbing]

[reporter's clamoring]

I've never felt so helpless in my entire life.

It's over now.

We're okay.

I didn't protect you, and that's my fucking job:

to protect you.

I just couldn't get to you.

Then the gun went off and...

I thought I lost you.

I'm right here, Colton.

I'm okay.

[reporters clamoring]

[clamoring continues]

[shouting]

Open the gate.

Should have done this when this first started.

Sorry.

What's going to happen to the baby?

[reporters shouting, camera shutters clicking]

♪♪

This way, turn this way!

They're going to stare at us...

Here's what you can print with your pictures.

Rylee isn't the home wrecker. Tawny is.

Just like Tawny's a fucking liar.

Paternity test is negative.

So your story isn't really a story anymore.

♪♪

Step back behind the line.

You okay?

I think I'm just exhausted.

My stomach's a little upset from the medicine and no food.

Just making me so tired.

Oh.

[sighs]

Wants something to eat?

No.

Hold me.

This okay?

Mm-hmm.

I race you, Ry.

I really, really race you.

I race you, too, Colton.

[groans]

Oh...

[groans]

[vomits]

[spits]

Oh...

Colton!

Colton.

[groans]

Ah!

[dog barking]

[gasps]

Rylee?

Rylee. I'm going to take Baxter out.

Rylee?

Rylee!

Ry, oh, God.

Baby? Baby.

What's wrong?

Sammy!

[panting]

Colton!

Colton, I've got you. I got you, son, I've got you.

I got you, I'm here. I'm here.

I'm here.

[panting]

Are you the father?

Rylee?

Are you the baby's father?

Yeah.

The vessels attaching her to the baby severed.

She lost a lot of blood.

- She going to be okay? - Yes.

I'm so sorry, the baby didn't make it.

- Does she know? - Yes.

I need to see her.

She's resting now, but you can go sit with her if you'd like.

[machines beeping]

Rylee.

I'm Dr. Andrews, how are you feeling?

I'm sure you have questions.

Should we start or do you want to wait for Colton

to come back?

He's here?

He just left for the first time since you've been here.

Now is fine.

I was told that I could never get pregnant.

I spoke to your OB, and reviewed your files.

Yes, the chance of you being able to carry

a fetus and conceive even was extremely slim.

But sometimes the human body can be resilient.

[cries]

How did I not know?

Why did I miscarry? How far along was I?

Was it my fault?

I'm sorry.

I'm overwhelmed.

It's understandable, Rylee.

[door opens]

[sobbing]

You're lucky Colton found you when he did.

You lost a lot of blood, and by the time

you reached us, you were going into hypovolemic shock.

How far along was I?

We're guessing around twelve to 14 weeks.

How did...

I lose it?

Was it me?

The violent trauma to the abdomen, the events,

that very well could have been the cause,

the trigger that led to the miscarriage.

Fuck!

Is it...

Is it possible for... me to get pregnant again?

That wasn't supposed to be possible.

Sometimes hope is the most powerful medicine.

♪♪

Hey.

- Hey. - Hi.

Hey, how you feeling?

Come on baby.

Don't cry.

Don't cry, it's okay.

It's okay.

Colton, we need to talk about this.

No, Ry.

All that matters is you're okay.

- Colton... - No, Ry.

You don't get it.

I found you and blood was everywhere.

I thought I'd lost you for the second time in a fucking day.

I just need this.

I just need you.

I can wait forever for you to fucking wake up.

For you to come the fuck back to me because, Ry...

You're a part of my life.

Your part of me, I can't...

I can't fucking breathe unless I know you're okay.

You keep coming back to me.

I'll always come back to you.

Christ on a crutch, do you enjoy giving me heart attacks?

Get your hand off her Donovan, let me 'at her.

Haddie!

It's Becks. I'll be right back.

Who knew the man had sperm with superpowers that could just

swoop in and rescue and repair a broken womb

like a damn superhero.

Haddie.

Sweetheart.

Mom, Dad.

Hi.

♪♪

Doing okay?

Yeah.

You?

Nothing I can't handle.

It's good to see you smile.

You ready?

♪♪

And... oh, hey, sweetie.

Hey, if you want us to, we can stay in town an extra day.

All right? Make sure you're nice and comfy

before we head back home.

She's not going home.

You're staying with me. No questions.

You're more than welcome to stay in my place.

I have plenty of room.

No, that's fine.

I'm trusting you'll take good care of her.

Yes, sir.

Thank you.

You told me once that you weren't

sure what was between you and Colton.

The man is head over heels in love with you, honey.

I'm your mom. Okay? It's obvious.

If a baby is meant to be Rylee, it will happen.

I know it doesn't make you feel better to hear me say it.

But in the middle of the night when you're sad,

you'll be able to hear my voice telling you.

Remember, life isn't about how you survive the storm.

But rather, how you dance in the rain.

I love you.

I love you so much.

I love you, too, Mom.

Thank you.

You'll be okay.

♪♪

Colton... Wood?

I know you're still sore, but

I want to bring you somewhere that made you happy.

You make me happy.

I'm better prepared this time around.

I brought blankets and food if you want to go out

and sit a while with me.

This okay?

[Rylee chuckles]

I'm not gonna break.

No, but you came damn close.

I know you're strong and independent,

used to taking care of yourself,

but please just let me take care of you right now.

I need you to let me do this, okay?

Okay.

Wow.

I can feel you tensing up.

Pretending your mind's not going a million miles a minute

with whatever it is you want to ask me.

You're not going to relax until you say it.

We need to talk about...

The baby, I...

You're not talking to me, and I don't know

what you're thinking, what you're feeling,

and I need to know Colton.

Something major just happened to us and...

- Or to me, at least. - To us.

You're here with me, but at the same time,

I can feel you closing yourself off.

You tell me that you need me to let you take care of me.

I understand that.

Can you understand that I need you to talk to me?

The last thing you need to be right now

is worried about where we stand.

Rylee, I can't.

I can only deal with one thing at a time.

Right now, it's the fact that I almost lost you.

I'm not used to feeling, Ry.

I'm used to being numb.

And running the first time shit gets too real.

You. This, us.

It's as fucking real as real gets.

I was just getting used to the new normal and then...

I'm okay, Colton.

You saved me.

Thank you for saving me.

I should thank you.

You're the one who saved me.

We're fine, Ry.

I just need a minor pitstop

to work through all this crap in my head.

I'm not asking for time or space apart, just...

Patience.

Until I figure all this out.

♪♪

[sighs]

Going to sit out here all night, and drown your sorrows

like a little bitch or what?

Becks, Jesus Christ.

You ever heard of the front door?

Knocking's for friends, I'm fucking family.

We didn't get a chance to talk much at the hospital.

Had more important things on my mind.

She asleep?

Past midnight. What do you think?

Don't be such an asshole.

Look, you've been handed a lot of shit to deal with.

Butt the fuck out, Becks.

No can do, brother.

Hey, you remember that girl Roxy Tomlin?

- Hoover? - Yeah, Hoover.

Suction that never stopped.

I ran into her the other day.

She had three kids in tow.

You remember that one night we all got plastered

at Jimmy's bonfire?

Where the hell are you going with this, Becks?

We were all wasted and

she started talking about shit that had happened to her.

Bad shit.

She said she never wanted kids.

Life was too messed up.

Now she's got three kids, married,

and seems genuinely happy.

Seriously, what are you trying to tell me here?

Things change, man.

Life changes, priorities change,

pre-fucking-conceived notions change.

Roxie Hoover Tomlin never wanted kids

because of the shit happened to her.

And now her kids are her whole world.

Fuck you! Fuck you!

You have no fucking clue what happened.

I watched you struggle for over 20 years with whatever

the fuck that bitch of a mother did to you.

That's not you anymore.

You're not that kid.

Rylee accepts it, accepts you, fucking loves you.

You got the whole goddamn alphabet upstairs

and the only letter that can fuck it up is you.

I just hope you're the man I always thought you were.

♪♪

A to motherfucking Z.

Mmm...

I love you, Colton.

I race you, Ry.

♪♪

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