Author's Notes: From now on there is only about five to four chapters left in the story. I will try my best to post more soon (possibly Thursday). Please read and review!
What We Left Behind by 3sth3r
Disclaimer: I don't own The Blue Lagoon: The Awakening.
Chapter 10: Panic
Emma's POV
I get half way through my sandwich before the sharp pain in my abdomen comes back. But I sit there and eat the rest of my sandwich and soon the pain subsides. When I got up from the chair and notice the blood on the seat. I looked down and saw the blood running down my legs.
The baby was my first thought. I pull out my cell phone and call Dean.
Dean's POV
Emma called me on my cellphone screaming in pain. I rushed over with Dad (since I kind of forgot to drive) and call the hospital. I told Stacey later of the situation, she understood and keep the kids for the rest of the afternoon, possibly for the night. Dad drove to the hospital speeding most of the way there. I talk to Stacey about tell Emma's parents what is happening.
We arrive at the emergency entrance. I walk up to the nurse at the counter. "I'm looking for Emma Robinson, I'm her…" I want to say husband but our ceremony on the beach doesn't count in the real world. "…boyfriend. She was said that I could go and see her."
The nurse gives me a glare over her glasses. She types on the computer for a few seconds then looks back up. "Not family, no see." She points to the waiting although empty. I just can't sit down and do nothing.
"I'm the baby's father. Please let me see her." She sighs and points to the door that says DO NOT ENTER. I walk over and the door open.
"Room 413, and use the stairs on our left, you will not get caught." The nurse yells over her shoulder. I run to the stairs to my left. Going up only three flight stairs and start walking down the hall, noticing the room numbers, 405, 406, 407, 408…. I count in my head. The numbers keep going up, and then I turn a corner. 411 …412…413.
The door is close. I take a deep breath before turned the handle.
When I first look at her, she is pale. The room was bright white, with a bed and a single chair sitting next to it. I walk over to her and sit down in in the chair next to her bed. "Emma," I whispered. She was sleeping somewhat on her side. She stirs but not fully awake yet. "Emma, "I whisper a little louder.
She turns to me and opens her eyes. And soon she bursts into tears. "Dean," she cries and holds open her arms for a hug. I reach over and embrace her. Slowly she quiets down and whispers. "I lost it."
To be continued…