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"Sir, here is your ID, we checked in our system, everything looks right, there is nothing against you", the officer told Matt, who was trying to keep his cool, but he felt like he was losing his mind, he didn't have time to more questions and calls, he needs to find Gabby, they need to be okay.
Brett stayed by his side all the time. They have gathered close the patrol.
"We told you that, Matt never has done anything wrong in his life... It was a misunderstood, you know, a personal issue, I mean between him and his ex-wife". Brett linked her arm with his. Amused, the officer shook his head.
Casey turned his head slightly and narrowed down his eyes at her, silently asking her to stop talking.
"Thank you, we all know you're just doing your job, I totally understand", Matt unwrapped his arm from Brett's and offered his hand to the officer, then they shook hands. "I listened to your advice: I'll give my wife some space...".
Brett shifted in her place when she heard him call Gabby his wife,
"...those changes in our lives were unexpected... And when it involves a kid... things get more complicated, we have to drop our differences to do what the best for him", Matt completed.
"Do it and we won't have a problem like this again". He stared at Brett, then Casey. "I think you can go now, I checked your story with the attendant of the coffee shop...", they were a few meters from there, "... she said that you come here regularly, you are a good customer..." the officer informed as looking through his notes. "There wasn't animosity between you and Mrs. Dawson while you were talking there, no harm... Besides, I called your boss, Chief Wallace Boden, he confirmed that you and Mrs. Dawson have worked for the Chicago Fire Department for a couple of years now..."
"Yeah, that's it..." Casey replied, his hands were sweating. He wants to run from there, still, he can't. Where is Gabby? How is their baby?
"So...my work here is done", the officer proclaimed satisfied.
Matt sighed deeply, he was relieved that everything worked out. He finally can go in searching for Gabby and his baby.
"One more thing...", he added and Matt pressed his lips together, he was almost losing his temper, but held it back, he couldn't go to the jail.
"... I had an ex-wife too... one day we decided to ask for help... a counselor entered into our lives and it helped us somehow...", he shrugged, "we got married again", he said smiling. Suddenly, Brett chocked up, Matt and the officer gazed at her.
"I, I'm sorry...", she swallowed the lump in her throat. "Hmmm, my throat gets dry easily... hmm I'm okay now..", she mouthed mustering up a smile.
Glad about her answer, the policeman raised his left hand showing his ring.
"Great, I'm happy for you", Casey gave him a tight smile. "I'll give it a thought, now I really have to go". Then Casey stepped back and turned around, Brett on his tail.
"Where are you Gabby?" Matt mumbled in his way to the parking lot; looking aimlessly trying to find her car, but he didn't know which car she was driving. "Matt, I'm sorry I, I thought that I was doing a good thing coming here, I never intended to-" he cut her off.
"Not right now, Sylvie. I don't have time for that. Of course, this wouldn't have happened if you have listened to me in the first place", he looked at his phone going through his calls nervously.
He called Gabby's number. "Please, pick up, please", he was saying while his phone was on his ear. He stared at his feet, tap one on the ground impatiently... He huffed when he heard her voice recorded asking to leave a message.
He called her again. Nothing. Each second passed Brett felt nervous and guilty.
Matt started walking around again, looking everywhere for the sight of Gabby.
"I will help you find her, okay? She is gonna be all right... the baby as well...", she said behind him, following his steps.
He stopped abruptly running a hand over his mouth, he turned to look at her.
"I hope they are fine, I really hope because if anything happens to them, you won't like what I have to say to you". Brett furrowed her eyebrows, her stomach flipped. She didn't want to know the meaning behind his words.
"I'll call... each hospital to, to check... if she... was admitted...", she stumbled over her words.
"Okay, I'm going to her hotel, where she is staying, maybe she hasn't checked out yet..."
"I-" she started talking.
"I'm going alone", he stated sternly.
"All right, call me if you meet her..." she voiced weakly.
"Bye", Matt didn't give her a chance to reply, he was already walking down the path to his car.
Brett watched him leaving, "What I have done?" she whispered to herself.
One hour earlier.
In her way out, Gabby saw a policeman coming in her direction, when he was passing her, she grabbed his wrist.
"Sir... that is man stalking me..." she turned her head to look at Matt walking behind her.
The policeman stared at Matt and he stood tight. Brett saw the whole scene astonished, Gabby's words sickened her. How did she dare to accuse Matt of that? she thought.
"I want to get to my car and he's following me..." she mumbled, her tongue was heavy. Matt's eye widened, he never imagined that they would get to this point.
"Gabby, don't do that..." Matt tried to reason with her. "I, I just want to help you, please, let me help you, then we can go in separate ways..."
"What's your name, Sir?" the man demanded, he approached Matt slowly, almost afraid if Matt would pull any stunt.
"Matthew Casey..." Matt raised his hands in front of him, the policeman wrote down his name.
"I'm not feeling okay..." she said. "I just want to get in my car..." she took a deep breath.
"You can go, Mrs..." he spoke sympathetically.
"Dawson..." she responded. Her face down, her eyes in her belly, her baby moving, kicking her ribs. She held back a painful groan because if she let it out, Matt would lose his shit.
"You can go, I'll take care of it for you, maybe I can help you to get to your car..." the policeman suggested.
"Thank you, but I can find my way, I'll be all right..." she responded directly to him.
"I can go with you-" Brett tried to offer.
"No", Gabby voiced loudly, making Brett quietly jumping, and Matt and the officer looked at her attentively.
Brett stepped back and gave her space to walk. They watched her leaving, her steps were firmer than before.
She tried to make her way as fast as she could, not turning back to check what would happen to Matt.
Two minutes later she got in her car; she sank back ton the seat groaning when she felt a sharp cramp on the right side of her lower tummy.
"Aaaaaah... God..." Then she decided to she rested her head against the seatback while massing her belly, tears welling in her eyes.
"Please, baby... please help your mama..."
She started to breathe in and out to normalize her heart rate, at least she hoped it could help in some way.
The pain under her ribs was still there, she needed to get to the hospital.
Getting her bag, she tried to find her phone, she was going to call her doctor, Dr. Mendez. After a few seconds, she found her phone and called her, letting her know what was happening, then Dr. Mendez asked to meet her at Northwestern Medicine Hospital.
Gabby fastened her seat belt and started the car.
Five minutes had passed and her vision started to blur, she blinked several times, but it didn't go back to normal.
"What I'm gonna do?" Gabby said to herself. The pain on the right side of her belly was persistent.
She knew something was wrong. She couldn't drive, not like that. Then she pulled over, she was far from the hospital. She wouldn't be irresponsible.
Reaching for her bag again, she called 911.
She responded to their questions, 10 minutes later they rescued her.
Meanwhile
"Mr. Casey, she is not here, please..." the hotel receptionist repeated again.
"Can you check one more time? She is not okay, she needs to go to the hospital", Matt insisted.
"Sir, I called her room five times already. You have to leave now, you are disturbing our clients... I'll call security if you not leave...", There were people waiting to check-in and out, they were complaining behind Matt.
"Okay, I'm sorry... I'm going...".
Although, he stayed in the lobby pacing around when his phone chimed. He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw who was...
"Matt, she is at the Northwestern Medicine Hospital...".
"Are you sure?" he countered. He was already on the edge.
"Yeah, I have a friend who works there..." April uttered.
"Thank you, April. I appreciate your help... really, thank you again", he said walking out of the building.
"You're welcome. Unfortunately, she doesn't know how Gabby is... so hurry up..."
"I'm on my way, thank you..."
"Bye".
Matt was running out of time.
20 minutes later... Northwestern Medicine Hospital
"I'm here for Gabriela Dawson, I know she came in here 30 minutes ago, I think... I don't know I just need to know she is okay..."
"Sir, only the family is allowed..." a nurse pronounced.
"I'm her husband, Matthew Casey..." he showed her his ID.
"I'll have to check it before you enter..."
He nodded stiffly at her. Then she went off down the aisle and came back a few minutes later.
"I'm sorry, Sir, but Mrs. Dawson doesn't allow your visit, she said you are not married, not anymore..."
"I'm the father of her baby... I have rights..." he mumbled under his breath.
The nurse bit her lips before replying to him, "I understand, yet here is not the place to require them..." she insisted.
"Please, at least tell me if she is okay... if our baby is okay..." he pleaded with her.
She couldn't help but felt sorry for him, he looked honestly worried.
She looked around the waiting room to make sure no one would hear her... "Both are fine, still they are not leaving the hospital today, Mrs. Dawson will be under observation-" he cut her off.
"Why, if they are fine?"
"...because she had symptoms of preeclampsia... the main thing is her blood pressure came down, there is no risk of premature birth..."
Matt swallowed hard, he closed his eyes briefly... he kept his eyes down trying to digest the news. They went quiet for a minute.
"Are you fine? You're sweating..." the nursed observed.
"Yeahh, yeah... I'm good... Thank you..." his hand came through his hair.
He stepped back and turned around, glancing quickly over the waiting room he took a seat, resting his elbows on his legs, he wiped the tears with the back of his hands.
Hours had passed and Matt fell asleep while he was still in the waiting room, his arms crossed over his chest.
"Sir..." Matt didn't move in his place. "Sir... Mr. Casey" someone called him firmly.
Then he shifted in his place slowly, he opened his eyes.
"Sir, Mrs. Dawson asked me to give you this..." it was a folder paper.
"Okay... Thanks..." he adjusted his clothes, running a hand through his hair, he wiped his mouth.
He glanced around before opening the letter.
AAAAAAAAAH
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