I really hope you have enjoyed the first 2 chapters! Thank you for all the kind reviews. Now, we find out what has really happened to Zosia.
Chapter 3:
Chloe stared at the motionless figure of Zosia on the trolley. Iain's face told them to expect the worst. Jac ran over.
"Zosia!" she gasped. "Clear Bay 3." The cluster of people burst into the bay. "We'll need full obs. And clear theatre!"
The ward door was rammed open again. But it wasn't a member of staff. It was a 16 year old with a baby. Robyn stopped the attempt to transfer Zosia to the bed.
"GRACE! WE TOLD YOU TO STAY IN THE ED," she yelled, nothing like her usual self. Grace stared.
"But he needs to be with his mum," she said, looking annoyed. Nicky turned round to look at Grace. She had the leader look that her mum, Connie, also had.
"This is Zosia's baby?" Nicky asked. Grace nodded. She turned to look at the door.
" The kid's dad is here. Should I call him?" Grace asked. This time Jac stepped in.
"Yes call him. I can't have a baby cluttering up my wa... BP is dropping, she's crashing. We need surgery. WELL, What are you waiting for? Go!" she yelled at Nicky taking the breaks off the bed Zosia was on. As a silence fell, Grace piped up:
" Baby Arthur's dad is coming up to the ward now!" She was smiling, which infuriated Jac.
"Probably some American she met in LA," Jac hissed at everyone around the bed. Grace had heard her.
"Um, no. Not an American. Defo not," she sighed, staring at Zosia on the bed.
"OK, baby Beauchamp, just wait for him to come up then GO!" yelled Jac, frightening everyone on the ward.
'How cold even is she?' Grace thought, as a man came thundering through the door, almost knocking Grace over. Grace handed him the baby and ran off. Chloe's jaw dropped. The oxygen mask that Kian was holding fell out of his hands.
"Zoshy! Please save her Jac! PLEASE!" yelled Oliver Valentine, tears staining his face.