I want to reassure her. I want to tell her that I'll help her like she's helped me but I don't get the chance. I don't get to do anything but catch her in my arms and pull her against me because she starts screaming and it's a sound that I don't ever wish to hear again. Something -- someone -- is causing her pain unlike anything she can deal with and I don't know what to do.

Standing there and holding her isn't going to work but it's all I can think to do. I rub her back, press a kiss against her head and say her name over and over and over again, trying to get her attention.

"Raven," I say, raising my voice, trying to get her to focus. "Raven, we're going to the hospital. We have to go now. I don't know what to do and you need help. I'm going to carry you, all right? I promise, you're going to be okay."