Elmer stared in shock at Lona laying crumpled on the floor, his eyes
moving back and forth from her deathly pale face to the very obvious and
very sudden growth of her stomach.
"Lona?" Elmer whispered, shaking his head, feeling as if every med school class he had ever taken had suddenly flown right out of his head.
It felt like an eternity before he could move, dropping down by her side and reaching out hesitantly, felling for her pulse with one hand as he tried to move her into what he hoped was a more comfortable position with the other.
"Oh, don't be dead. Please don't be dead." He murmured as he frantically sought for some sign of life. His eyes were automatically drawn back to the swell of her stomach that the coat had hidden. Pregnant?
Elmer knew he was a little inexperienced with women but he was fairly sure he would have noticed if Lona had been pregnant the night before.
A faint sigh of relief slipped out when he finally found a pulse so rapid that he almost missed it, her chest slightly trembling with weak breathing. "Lona?" Elmer called her name again. "Come on, time to wake up now." He closed his eyes for a moment, trying to focus on the classes he had had that covered pregnancy. If Lona really was pregnant... What was he thinking, if? It was pretty obvious she was somehow.
"Lona? Please wake up now?" he called as he reached down,
gathering her into his arms and struggling to his feet again. He shook his head slowly, not sure what in the world to do now, before heading into the lab area and laying her down on one of the beds. "Lona?"
He sat on the edge beside her, sure that there was something that he should be doing but at the moment not really sure what it was. He reached out a hand and gently brushed her hair back from her face, trying not to panic at the sight of her pale, almost deathlike skin. Maybe he ought to call Hook and get him to come down? How many more files could he possibly need stolen from medical records in exchange for a favor anyway?
"Lona?" Why wasn't she waking up? Elmer rubbed one of her cold hands, as he reached down and laid the other hand on her stomach. He knew there was something that he should do to check the baby.... Baby, he still couldn't quiet believe that Lona was pregnant somehow. People didn't just suddenly end up nine months pregnant overnight. His eyes widened as he suddenly felt movement beneath his fingers. His other hand moved down as well, one hand resting on each side of her stomach now, feeling the rapid movement. Did that mean that the baby was alright? He thought it did but... Why wasn't she waking up?
"Mrs. Druse if only you knew how right you are about weird things happening here," Elmer murmured under his breath as he reached up and stroked Lona's face. "Lona?" He called her name louder this time desperately hoping for a response. He didn't think she was bleeding but.
"Lona, please wake up!"
"Lona?" Elmer whispered, shaking his head, feeling as if every med school class he had ever taken had suddenly flown right out of his head.
It felt like an eternity before he could move, dropping down by her side and reaching out hesitantly, felling for her pulse with one hand as he tried to move her into what he hoped was a more comfortable position with the other.
"Oh, don't be dead. Please don't be dead." He murmured as he frantically sought for some sign of life. His eyes were automatically drawn back to the swell of her stomach that the coat had hidden. Pregnant?
Elmer knew he was a little inexperienced with women but he was fairly sure he would have noticed if Lona had been pregnant the night before.
A faint sigh of relief slipped out when he finally found a pulse so rapid that he almost missed it, her chest slightly trembling with weak breathing. "Lona?" Elmer called her name again. "Come on, time to wake up now." He closed his eyes for a moment, trying to focus on the classes he had had that covered pregnancy. If Lona really was pregnant... What was he thinking, if? It was pretty obvious she was somehow.
"Lona? Please wake up now?" he called as he reached down,
gathering her into his arms and struggling to his feet again. He shook his head slowly, not sure what in the world to do now, before heading into the lab area and laying her down on one of the beds. "Lona?"
He sat on the edge beside her, sure that there was something that he should be doing but at the moment not really sure what it was. He reached out a hand and gently brushed her hair back from her face, trying not to panic at the sight of her pale, almost deathlike skin. Maybe he ought to call Hook and get him to come down? How many more files could he possibly need stolen from medical records in exchange for a favor anyway?
"Lona?" Why wasn't she waking up? Elmer rubbed one of her cold hands, as he reached down and laid the other hand on her stomach. He knew there was something that he should do to check the baby.... Baby, he still couldn't quiet believe that Lona was pregnant somehow. People didn't just suddenly end up nine months pregnant overnight. His eyes widened as he suddenly felt movement beneath his fingers. His other hand moved down as well, one hand resting on each side of her stomach now, feeling the rapid movement. Did that mean that the baby was alright? He thought it did but... Why wasn't she waking up?
"Mrs. Druse if only you knew how right you are about weird things happening here," Elmer murmured under his breath as he reached up and stroked Lona's face. "Lona?" He called her name louder this time desperately hoping for a response. He didn't think she was bleeding but.
"Lona, please wake up!"