Untitled Chapter Two Part Thirteen Opening my eyes I saw Jax

Untitled
Chapter Two Part Thirteen
 

Opening my eyes I saw Jax leaning his head against a wall. His arm was in a sling, and he looked like his world had just been shattered. Across from Jax were my parents holding hands and sitting uncomfortable looking plastic chairs.

    "Where am I? What happened? Jax," I said.
    "Illiana! You're up!" My mom said jumping to her feet.
    "Nurse!! She's up!" Jax yelled.
    "Oh my word, how do you feel Illy dear?" My dad asked.
    "Okay, first, you all need to stop yelling; I have a headache. Second, what am I doing in here? And third, other than this headache I feel fine," I said answering everything in order.
    "Illy, you're in Newport Bay Hospital. On the way back from signing the papers at the realtors office, we were side-swiped by a truck. The driver blew the stop sign. The police said he had to be going about 90 miles per hour. You've been asleep for six days," Jax finished saying as the nurse walked in.
    "Illiana can you tell me what day it is? You're been out for six days," she said shining a light in my eyes.
    "Uhh... Monday. I think."
    "How old are you and when is your birthday?" She asked.
    "18, and my birthday is July second. Can I have something for this headache?"
    "Your headache is from the concussion you're recouperating from, and I'll see if you can have anything."
    "Eiryn, can you get the ultrasound machine for me?" She asked to another nurse.
    "Ultrasound machine? For like, a baby?" I asked giving Jax a questioning look. Jax smiled.
    "Um, well, yes," she said while squirting gel onto my stomach.
    "Wait a second. I'm not pregnant!"
    "Actually Dear, you are. Six months to be exact," she said.
    "Can't be. I took a pregnancy test six days ago, and it--" I started to say just as I heard a heartbeat.
    "Do you want to know what it is?" She asked.
    "Sure. Hit me with it." Jax grabbed my hand.
    "Lets see here--" she said as she moved the wand around a little "-- Looks like you have a.... Boy. Congratulations."
    "That's our son Illy; Abel Wyaat Blackburn," he said with a smile.
    "Is he alright?" I asked the nurse.
    "Yes, he's perfectly fine," she said. Then, who I'm guessing is my doctor, walked in.
    "Illiana Dawson. I'm DR. Micheal Saldagosa, I'm just going to check you real fast, then lets see if we can get you home soon," he said.
 

He checked my vitals, made sure my pulse was fine and then said:

    "Illiana, you're fine. We'll get you something to eat and once you finish that we'll get you checked out," DR. Saldagosa said.