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Chapter 6
Claire was in unimaginable pain. It had drowned her like a thrashing wave during a storm. She fell to the floor surrounded by a pool of her own blood. She slowly was slipping into unconsciousness; she had no strength or meaning to pull herself out of it. It wasn't like Shane was still around for her. But soon her mind changed view when she felt a warm body holding her. It was familiar, but obscured by the pain- but she could tell it was Shane.
Maybe he did really care? Or maybe it was an act. She heard whispers of his voice against her cheek telling her to wake up and telling how much he loved her. She smiled but fell into the darkness of her own mind.
The ambulance arrived about five minutes later. The paramedics got to work immediately, her water had broken however there was something wrong. Shane didn't understand or really hear the words the paramedics were saying apart from "Claire and the baby may die" and "Expect the worse".
He felt lifeless. They put Claire on a stretcher and slid her into the ambulance, Shane jumped in afterwards saying something along the lines of "tell Claire's parents" and then the doors closed.
For a while it was touch and go for Claire's heart. At one point she went into cardiac arrest but quickly came out of it, Shane sat next to her the whole time holding her hand tight not wanting to lose her. The ambulance stopped and they pushed her quickly shouting at doctors for help. Shane had to let go of her hand as they ran her to surgery. He took one of the seats near the door and waited, which was all he could do.
Shane watched the doctors run past for different patients and all the other people waiting for news. He fidgeted for half an hour before anyone came out of the room. It was a tall man, who from one side looked old and from the other looked young. His name tag said, Dr Mills.
"Are you the father of Claire Danvers' Child?" Dr Mills asked, he had a calm tone to his voice, he seemed friendly.
"Nope, but I'm her boyfriend. The baby…the baby is due to rape." Shane stood up in fear; he wasn't able to sit down anymore.
"I'm sorry to hear that, especially with these circumstances…" He sounded like he was about to announce a death. Shane looked at him, his eyes wild with fear and he was shaking.
"What circumstances? What's wrong with Claire?" He shook the doctor's shoulders not able to do anything else.
"There is a chance that Claire and the baby may not survive the surgery." He said quietly and calmly, slowly removing Shane's grip.
".of.?" Shane whispered. He had lost the energy to speak loudly, plus he was in shock and scared.
"Quite a big chance, Claire Is like 70% and the baby is 50%. I am really sorry, maybe you should bring friends and family along to support you, in case the worst happens." Shane looked at the door as Michael, Eve and Claire's parents ran over to him. He could barley talk. The doctor filled them in and they all sank to their chairs waiting to see if Claire and the baby would make it.
Meanwhile.
"She's crashing!" The surgeon shouted at the team who were trying to stop the inner bleeding and were trying to get Claire's heart to work again.
"The baby is finding it hard to breathe. Insert a breather tube please?"
The operating theatre was frantic as they tried to save both the two strangers who lay before them.