Connor rarely left Abby's bedside. There had been no anomalies over the past three days, so Connor hadn't been needed and Lester had granted him time off for as long as Abby was ill. Abby's ice cold fingers twitched in Connor's. Her eyes started to flutter. 'Abby?' He whispered 'nurse!' He yelled 'I think she's waking up!' He turned back to see that Abby's eyes were open and she was trying to sit up, she looked round, confused and scared.
'Woah, easy, lie back, there' he reassured her
'What happened?' Cried Abby, her hand instinctively flying to her stomach, where Connor's hand landed on top of it in comfort.
'The baby's fine. You've caught an illness from one of the creatures, it's been affecting your immune system'
'But I tested them all. I thought I was safe'
'They said you wouldn't have caught this one in the tests. But it's fine. You're awake now so it looks like the antibiotics are working'
'What do you mean, I'm awake now?' She asked, her eyes widening.
'Abby, you've been out of it for three days'
'Three days!'
'I've been worried sick. I haven't even been home. Please, don't ever do this to me again'
'I'll try my best' she replied, some colour returning to her cheeks 'Connor I'm so sorry about the things I said. We can work it out, all of it. We can fix this'
'I know we can. I love you. And I love you' he grinned, directing his voice towards her protruding stomach.
'I love you both too'
