"Load and shoot, Em" said Dean "pull the trigger, Prom Queen."
As the Flare went off we started jumping up and down out of pure joy. The fact that there was a helicopter coming to rescue us was causing so many emotions in me. I wanted to cry, kiss Dean and sing all at the same time. When the helicopter landed we were shocked to find out that Dean's father was in the passenger seat.
"Dad, what are you doing here?"
"Looking for you, of course"
"We thought that everyone would have given up hope on ever finding us alive by now." I said in pure disbelief.
"The police have but I couldn't give up hope, I had enough money to quit my job and devote all my time to finding you, as Dean is the only family I have left. I wasn't going to wallow in my grief when there was a chance, no matter how small that you two were alive."
"Well thanks" I said getting into the helicopter as Dean had got in whilst his dad was speaking.
During the flight I clung to Dean, even though I knew I was now safe, I didn't feel secure without him next to me. I felt like if he wasn't by my side I was going to have a panic attack, and knowing that we would have to be checked out by a doctor was only making me feel worse. When we landed we were taken into the Hospital and told that we would each be in a different room getting checked out.
"I can't go in there on my own Dean. Can you come in with me?" I asked as he was about to head off to get checked over.
"Of course I can Em, I would do anything for you. Just because we are off the island does not mean that all of this stuff that happened there is over. I love you Emmaline Robinson, I may not have told you that whilst on the island but I do and I am going to be by your side for as long as you want me there."
"I love you too. Now let's go see if we are healthy enough to go home."
A couple of hours later the doctor came into our room. "Well, the good news is that you both have nothing seriously wrong with you. You're both lacking in some vitamins and nutrients but nothing too serious. My only concern is about Emma."
"What's wrong with her, how can she not have anything serious but your concerned..." Dean worried.
"Emma is 3 weeks pregnant," replied the doctor.
"I thought you said you weren't pregnant this morning Em, how come you are?"
"I had my period a week or so ago, how was I to know I was pregnant Dean."
After the doctor had left Dean and I discussed what we wanted to do when we got home and what we were going to do about the baby. After a very long discussion with lots of tears we finally decided that we were going to keep the baby and become parents in less than 9 months time.
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