CHAPTER 4 Is It Enough
Sydney woke up instantly, the sudden jolt of pain rousing her from her sleep. Quickly she walked into the bathroom. There was blood on her shorts. There shouldn't have been blood. Grabbing the phone she dialed her father's number. She could feel herself beginning to cry "dad" she said as she heard her father's drowsy voice on the other end.
"Sydney?" Jack said "what's going on?" He was already getting out of bed and turning on the light.
"Dad there's something wrong with the baby. I'm going to the hospital."
Quickly reaching for his clothes jack said "I'll meet you there"
Sydney hung up the phone and changed her clothes throwing her shorts and underwear on the bathroom floor.
Twenty minutes later she was dressed in a hospital gown and staring at her feet, her tears blinding her vision.
"I'm sorry Miss Bristow the examination shows that you've had a miscarriage" the doctor spoke quietly. "You'll need to rest for a while, regain your strength. I'll leave you alone for a moment to gather your thoughts. Would you like me to send your father in?"
Sydney didn't hear him, she was frozen. The baby was gone. How could that have happened? That baby had been the start of her new life, and the only connection to the one thing of her past that she missed so much. That baby had been her only link to Sark.
"Sydney would you like me to send your father in?" the doctor said again.
"No" she said in a whisper shaking her head. "Just give me a minute please."
"Ok" and he left the room.
She was crying freely now, nothing was holding her back and frankly she didn't want to hold back laying down on the gurney she curled herself into a ball and cried.
The hallway was dimly lit and empty except for Jack and the doctor. The sound of beeping heart monitors could be heard from every room.
Jack spoke in a hushed voice "why did this happen?" he asked.
The doctor who was shuffling thru paperwork looked up at Jack.
"Truthfully Mr. Bristow sir it could have been a myriad of reasons, the egg didn't attach itself strongly enough, Sydney's body could have rejected it. It's tough to say really.
Right now her body is telling her no, it doesn't mean she won't have a baby in the near future. But from what I hear about her life and yours is that it's too stressful. I understand that she did quit though and she moved."
Jack shook his head. Clearing his throat "she was in the process of moving, I was helping her." Jack paused, his voice getting horse "she was upset because I wouldn't let her lift any boxes. She thought I was being too overprotective of her and the baby."
The doctor smiled faintly "Jack there is nothing that you can do now except help her thru this. I would suggest getting out of L.A completely, maybe permanently, I don't know where she was planning on moving before but I would get her out of here. she'll need a change maybe a place where she visited as a child something familiar some place that she feels comfortable, at home in." with that the doctor walked away patting Jack on the shoulder.
Walking over to the waiting area he pulled out his cell phone and dialed a seldom used yet memorized phone number.
He hoped that he wouldn't regret this decision.
Sark was in the middle of pouring more blue paint in the paint pan when his phone rang.
Wiping his hands on the rag hanging out of the back pocket of his jeans he walked over to the table that he had covered with newspaper and cans of paint, looking at the caller I.D Sark inhaled. Jack said that he would call only if it was an emergency; Sydney was only about four and a half months along in her pregnancy so obviously she couldn't be in labor.
He had just gotten back from L.A and she had been fine. He came back to get the nursery ready for her and the baby, though he had not told her he was doing so and he wasn't even sure if she would come back but he was anxious to have her see the room and he wanted it to be ready before the baby came. She would come back once she saw that he was ready for this, jack had even reassured him of that fact.
He answered the phone "Sark"
Jack spoke directly and calmly "you need to get here now, something's happened."
He was on a plane within minutes, leaving the paint brushes left to dry with blue paint still on them, Arriving at the airport later than he should have had the driver not gotten lost on the way to the hospital. Throwing the money in the drivers face and cursing him to oblivion Sark walked swiftly to the nurse's station.
"Sydney Bristow" he spoke with such force that the nurse flinched
"One moment sir" she said typing in Sydney's name on the computer.
"Are you family sir?" she asked him
Sark was calmly fuming now but before he could reply Jack came up behind him "Sark"
Turning around Sark asked "what happened, where is she?"
Nodding to the frightened nurse jack led Sark down the dimly lit hallway to Sydney's room.
"The doctor gave her something to help her sleep." Jack said
They stopped outside her room and Sark reached for the door handle when jack grabbed his wrist to stop him.
"Kindly take your hands off of me Jack."
"She lost the baby Sark."