First doubts

Logan and his friends sat in the waiting room of the hospital and were silent. Logan had just told them what had happened. He leaned his head in his hands and muttered, "I hope they are all right."

"It will," Alexa said calmly, but she was worried too.

"If I had gone to the door, maybe..."

"Logan, that would probably have happened if Camille had been on her way to the bathroom. As long as we don't know what really happened, you don't have to blame yourself," Jo said quietly. Logan nodded, but was still not convinced. A doctor came to the friends and Logan stood up immediately. The doctor looked at them all briefly, then turned to Logan, "I have news for you."

Camille woke up and looked around. Surprised, she found Jake sitting next to her. Suddenly she was overcome by an uncanny déjà-vu. She had already experienced this scene before. At that time, too, she woke up confused and tired in a hospital bed. Jake had been there and he looked as worried as before. "Jake, what happened?"

"I don't know, little one. Logan called me and said that you were collapsed. So I came here, of course."

Camille thought for a moment. She remembered slowly. Above all, this terrible pain in her... Quickly she put a hand on her stomach and stared at Jake in horror. "Was the doctor already there? Did he say something? What about the baby?"

Jake put an arm around her and pulled her to him. Soothingly, he stroked her back. "Everything is alright. The doctor has examined you. They even made an ultrasound. Both of you are fine."

Relief came over her, but immediately she was distracted by something else. Discomfort, fear. The memory of Jay's threatening letter. Why did that happen? That was not fair!

"Hey, it's all right. You don't have to worry."

For a moment Camille had the impulse to tell Jake everything. But then she did not. She was afraid, although that was quite unnecessary. Here, in that room, Jay couldn't hear or watch them, right? Before she could even think about it, there was a knock at the door. A doctor came in and smiled calmly at Camille. "Ah, Miss Roberts. Nice that you are awake. I don't know if your brother has already told you everything, but you don't need to worry. You and your child are healthy."

"Do you know what it was?" Camille asked. The doctor nodded. "There are two possibilities. First, stress. You are pregnant and probably have become too upset about something. So you must be careful now. The second option is that you have a circulatory collapse because your body has not yet got used to the pregnancy. This happens often. Over time, this will pass."

Camille nodded and when she did, something suddenly occurred to her and she was ashamed that she had not thought of it immediately. She looked at the doctor and asked, "Do you know where my boyfriend is?"

The doctor nodded, smiling. "He's waiting with your friends in the waiting room. I'll bring him here." He went out, and Camille turned to Jake, confused, "Why is Logan not here? Didn't he want to wait here in the room?"

Jake smiled amused. "Yes, he wanted that. But the doctor didn't allow him."

"Why not?"

"Because he's not a kinsman."

"But he is the father of the child."

Jake shrugged his shoulders. Camille shook her head. The door opened and Logan came into the room. When he saw Camille, he quickly went over to her. Logan sat next to Camille and hugged her. "Hey, are you all right?"

"Yes and you?"

"Now definitely better. You really scared me."

"Sorry," she said, kissing him on the cheek. The doctor appeared again. "Well, we've investigated you and you're fine, but it would be better if you stayed here overnight."

"Must that be?," Camille asked, disappointed. Logan didn't look very happy either. Jake now interfered. "Listen, wouldn't it be better if she were to rest at home? She is doing well. Then she can go, right?"

The doctor looked at Jake, then turned to Camille, "Are you sure you'd like to go home?"

"Yes, please."

The doctor sighed. "All right. On your responsibility. I'll bring the papers."

Two hours later, Logan and Camille were sitting alone in their bedroom. Camille felt tired and exhausted. Logan looked at her seriously. "Camille, are you sure everything's all right?"

"Yes, I'm just a bit tired."

Logan nodded sympathetically. After a while he asked hesitantly, "Tell me, who was the one who knocked?"

Camille needed a moment to understand what he meant. She shook her head. "Oh, when I was at the door, no one was there. Probably he didn't want to wait."

Logan felt uncomfortable. Did she tell the truth? "But why did you collapse?"

"I don't know. I closed the door and got something to drink. But then I have become dizzy and I had to sit down. Shortly thereafter you came. It was probably as the doctor said: Perhaps my body has just not really adjusted to the pregnancy."

Logan nodded again, but was very thoughtful. Camille noticed that. She leaned against him and looked at him imploringly. "Please Logan, let it be fine. I'm tired. Can we just rest?"

Logan sighed and nodded for the third time. "Okay."

As always, they lay arm-in-arm, but this time it wasn't comfortable. Camille hated to lie to Logan and she hated Jay because he forced her to do that. Logan, on the other hand, fought against his doubts. Camille loved him. They became parents. There was absolutely no reason why Camille should lie to him... right?