Elmer felt like they had been like this for an eternity, just
sitting there, staring down at Lona's pale face with one hand resting on
her stomach. "Lona?" He whispered her name not expecting a response now.
It had been so long, too long. He abruptly stood and started towards the lab's phone. "Ummm, Lona, I'm going to call Dr. Hook, okay?" He wasn't sure if this was the right thing to do or not. The entire situation was just too strange. Lona suddenly turning up nine months pregnant and then for her to be unconscious for so long.... He hesitated for a moment before picking up the phone and dialing the number for Otto's desk. What if she died?
"Uhhhh, Otto," Elmer hesitated as he spoke. Lona had obviously been trying to hide what was going on. Should he get someone else involved when she didn't want people to know? "Otto, can you page Dr. Hook to the sleep lab for me? Thanks." He forced the words out quickly and hung up the phone before he could change his mind.
He moved back to Lona's side, sitting next to her on the bed once more and reaching out to hold her hand. "Listen, Lona, I know you were trying to keep this quiet, at least I think that's what you were doing but..." He reached out and touched her face, afraid that anything that he might say would just make a bigger mess. She was so pale. What if she did die? Sometimes it seemed like everyone connected to him died. His brother, his mother.... If Lona... And then there was the baby. If he was the father and he could only assume from the way that Lona dragged him down here that he was, didn't that make what was happening his fault? It was his dream were all of the wierd stuff happened. If Lona died, did that mean that he killed her?
Suddenly he felt a slight motion from the woman in front of him.
One hand moved up and stroked her forehead as the other clung to her hand.
"Lona?" Please, oh, please let her be waking up. "Lona, it's Elmer, can you hear me?"
"Elmer?" Lona's eyelids fluttered open slowly, confusion filling her face as she saw Elmer leaning over her. For a moment she feared that they were back in that morgue before she made out the familiar surroundings of the sleep lab.
"It's okay. You just lay still, okay?" Elmer told her. "I called Hook to come down and take a look at you. Just lay still."
"You called.... Why did you do that? And how did I get in here?"
Lona murmured as she started to try to pull herself up into a sitting position so she could get off of the bed. Everything was a blur. She couldn't even remember how she had gotten to the hospital that morning.
Come to thing of it, she couldn't remember how she had got home the night before either. And Elmer being there with her, especially after what had happened between them the night before....
"No, just lay still, okay?" Elmer moved his hands to her shoulders to try to keep her from moving. He was sure that she would be furious about him attempting to restrain her like that but at the moment he didn't care. She had scared ten years off his life with that fainting spell. She could just stay laying down until Hook got down there. "Do you remember what happened?" The way she was looking, he didn't think she remembered a thing and there was so much he needed to ask her. The baby, was it his baby?
"Remember what? Elmer...." Lona reached up, starting to push his hands away when suddenly a wave of dizziness washed over her and memories came rushing back. "Elmer!" A sharp pain gripped her around the middle as she struggled against the dizziness and she felt herself sliding into the blackness once more.
"No, Lona, just stay awake! Stay awake!" Elmer frantically called as her eyes started to slip shut once more, her breathing becoming harsher,
more labored. What if....
"Get down here fast, Hook," he murmured to himself as he stroked Lona's face trying to bring her back to full awareness once more.
It had been so long, too long. He abruptly stood and started towards the lab's phone. "Ummm, Lona, I'm going to call Dr. Hook, okay?" He wasn't sure if this was the right thing to do or not. The entire situation was just too strange. Lona suddenly turning up nine months pregnant and then for her to be unconscious for so long.... He hesitated for a moment before picking up the phone and dialing the number for Otto's desk. What if she died?
"Uhhhh, Otto," Elmer hesitated as he spoke. Lona had obviously been trying to hide what was going on. Should he get someone else involved when she didn't want people to know? "Otto, can you page Dr. Hook to the sleep lab for me? Thanks." He forced the words out quickly and hung up the phone before he could change his mind.
He moved back to Lona's side, sitting next to her on the bed once more and reaching out to hold her hand. "Listen, Lona, I know you were trying to keep this quiet, at least I think that's what you were doing but..." He reached out and touched her face, afraid that anything that he might say would just make a bigger mess. She was so pale. What if she did die? Sometimes it seemed like everyone connected to him died. His brother, his mother.... If Lona... And then there was the baby. If he was the father and he could only assume from the way that Lona dragged him down here that he was, didn't that make what was happening his fault? It was his dream were all of the wierd stuff happened. If Lona died, did that mean that he killed her?
Suddenly he felt a slight motion from the woman in front of him.
One hand moved up and stroked her forehead as the other clung to her hand.
"Lona?" Please, oh, please let her be waking up. "Lona, it's Elmer, can you hear me?"
"Elmer?" Lona's eyelids fluttered open slowly, confusion filling her face as she saw Elmer leaning over her. For a moment she feared that they were back in that morgue before she made out the familiar surroundings of the sleep lab.
"It's okay. You just lay still, okay?" Elmer told her. "I called Hook to come down and take a look at you. Just lay still."
"You called.... Why did you do that? And how did I get in here?"
Lona murmured as she started to try to pull herself up into a sitting position so she could get off of the bed. Everything was a blur. She couldn't even remember how she had gotten to the hospital that morning.
Come to thing of it, she couldn't remember how she had got home the night before either. And Elmer being there with her, especially after what had happened between them the night before....
"No, just lay still, okay?" Elmer moved his hands to her shoulders to try to keep her from moving. He was sure that she would be furious about him attempting to restrain her like that but at the moment he didn't care. She had scared ten years off his life with that fainting spell. She could just stay laying down until Hook got down there. "Do you remember what happened?" The way she was looking, he didn't think she remembered a thing and there was so much he needed to ask her. The baby, was it his baby?
"Remember what? Elmer...." Lona reached up, starting to push his hands away when suddenly a wave of dizziness washed over her and memories came rushing back. "Elmer!" A sharp pain gripped her around the middle as she struggled against the dizziness and she felt herself sliding into the blackness once more.
"No, Lona, just stay awake! Stay awake!" Elmer frantically called as her eyes started to slip shut once more, her breathing becoming harsher,
more labored. What if....
"Get down here fast, Hook," he murmured to himself as he stroked Lona's face trying to bring her back to full awareness once more.