"Lona?" Elmer whispered as he slowly opened his eyes as the
shaking stopped. They weren't dead. Well, he didn't think they were dead.
He was almost lying across her and he quickly pulled away, a sudden worry that he might have injured her somehow filling his head as he reached out and gently shook her shoulder. "Lona?"
The lights in the lab were low, almost too low to see by. He anxiously peered down at her face as he fumbled for her pulse. Was she even breathing? He couldn't see if she was breathing and the lower part of the bed was wet. What had.... He hurt her or something, he had to have hurt her. He killed her and the... He felt himself starting to hyperventilate and this time he didn't even try to get control. If he had hurt Lona... Bad enough that he had gotten her pregnant somehow and that seemed to be making her sick. Then he did something and.... Why was he surprised that she hadn't ever really cared for him with the stupid, stupid things that he did. He felt tears stinging his eyes as he dropped down onto the bed and gathered Lona into his arms, holding her and rocking her.
"Elmer?" Suddenly he heard a faint whisper snapping him out of his shattered state.
"Lona?" He thought he should probably lay her back down and try to check her for injury or something but he didn't. He pulled her closer to him, not caring at that point if it angered her or not. He had been so sure that she was gone and....
"Elmer, what happened?" Lona whispered. Her body felt almost numb, the pains almost constantly wrapping around her stomach only dimly felt. And she was cold, so cold. She let go, burrowing into Elmer's embrace as best she could. She... Maybe she might have been a bit harsh with him in the past. Okay, he definitely was a child to a very large extent but....
"I think there was another earthquake," Elmer said quietly as he rubbed her arms, trying to get her a bit warmer. She was so cold. That couldn't be good. "Listen, I'm going to call Otto again and see what's going on, okay?"
Lona slowly nodded, not really sure what she could say in response at the moment as Elmer moved across the room towards the phone. As he moved away from her, it was almost as if he was fading away. The pain washed over her again and she moaned with it. This... Something was wrong and she knew it. She felt so weak, so unnaturally weak and it was getting worse as if all of the energy was being drained out of her. A hand drifted down to her stomach, relieved slightly when she felt a faint movement inside. At least... She had only known about this baby for hours and her feelings were seriously conflicted but no matter what, she didn't want the child to die.
Neither Elmer or Lona noticed as Paul stepped through the wall of the sleep lab. He glanced over at Elmer with a contemptuous look as he slowly walked over to Lona. "See if you can help that kid after this," he murmured as he reached out both hands, placing them on either side of Lona's stomach and starting to squeeze.
"Lona..." The phone slipped out of Elmer's hands as he looked out into the hall. He couldn't see well at all but from the ceiling, it looked like part of the corridor might have caved in at some point. Probably what had knocked out the phone lines too. How was he going to tell Lona that they were trapped, though? She needed help and.... 'Please, Hook, get down here somehow.' Elmer thought as he started back to Lona's bedside only to stop in shock when he saw the teenage boy standing over Lona doing something, hurting her.
"Leave her alone!" Elmer cried as he ran forward to try to push Paul away only to go right through him and crashing into the wall. He struggled to pull himself to his feet, his head ringing.
"Hope you didn't want the kid," Paul said, his fangs flashing as his fingers dug into Lona's stomach. "and I wouldn't place good odds on her either. But she never did give you a chance, now did she? If you hadn't knocked...."
Elmer drug himself up, struggling to ignore the boy's taunts.
Okay, Lona hadn't given him the time of day and called him a child and.
He shook his head, lunging towards Paul again with the same results.
"You are stupid, aren't you? You know that she thought you were a...."
"I don't care! Leave her alone!" Elmer yelled as he pulled himself up again, this time grabbing for Lona. If this boy was going to hurt her and their baby he was going to have to go through him first!
He was almost lying across her and he quickly pulled away, a sudden worry that he might have injured her somehow filling his head as he reached out and gently shook her shoulder. "Lona?"
The lights in the lab were low, almost too low to see by. He anxiously peered down at her face as he fumbled for her pulse. Was she even breathing? He couldn't see if she was breathing and the lower part of the bed was wet. What had.... He hurt her or something, he had to have hurt her. He killed her and the... He felt himself starting to hyperventilate and this time he didn't even try to get control. If he had hurt Lona... Bad enough that he had gotten her pregnant somehow and that seemed to be making her sick. Then he did something and.... Why was he surprised that she hadn't ever really cared for him with the stupid, stupid things that he did. He felt tears stinging his eyes as he dropped down onto the bed and gathered Lona into his arms, holding her and rocking her.
"Elmer?" Suddenly he heard a faint whisper snapping him out of his shattered state.
"Lona?" He thought he should probably lay her back down and try to check her for injury or something but he didn't. He pulled her closer to him, not caring at that point if it angered her or not. He had been so sure that she was gone and....
"Elmer, what happened?" Lona whispered. Her body felt almost numb, the pains almost constantly wrapping around her stomach only dimly felt. And she was cold, so cold. She let go, burrowing into Elmer's embrace as best she could. She... Maybe she might have been a bit harsh with him in the past. Okay, he definitely was a child to a very large extent but....
"I think there was another earthquake," Elmer said quietly as he rubbed her arms, trying to get her a bit warmer. She was so cold. That couldn't be good. "Listen, I'm going to call Otto again and see what's going on, okay?"
Lona slowly nodded, not really sure what she could say in response at the moment as Elmer moved across the room towards the phone. As he moved away from her, it was almost as if he was fading away. The pain washed over her again and she moaned with it. This... Something was wrong and she knew it. She felt so weak, so unnaturally weak and it was getting worse as if all of the energy was being drained out of her. A hand drifted down to her stomach, relieved slightly when she felt a faint movement inside. At least... She had only known about this baby for hours and her feelings were seriously conflicted but no matter what, she didn't want the child to die.
Neither Elmer or Lona noticed as Paul stepped through the wall of the sleep lab. He glanced over at Elmer with a contemptuous look as he slowly walked over to Lona. "See if you can help that kid after this," he murmured as he reached out both hands, placing them on either side of Lona's stomach and starting to squeeze.
"Lona..." The phone slipped out of Elmer's hands as he looked out into the hall. He couldn't see well at all but from the ceiling, it looked like part of the corridor might have caved in at some point. Probably what had knocked out the phone lines too. How was he going to tell Lona that they were trapped, though? She needed help and.... 'Please, Hook, get down here somehow.' Elmer thought as he started back to Lona's bedside only to stop in shock when he saw the teenage boy standing over Lona doing something, hurting her.
"Leave her alone!" Elmer cried as he ran forward to try to push Paul away only to go right through him and crashing into the wall. He struggled to pull himself to his feet, his head ringing.
"Hope you didn't want the kid," Paul said, his fangs flashing as his fingers dug into Lona's stomach. "and I wouldn't place good odds on her either. But she never did give you a chance, now did she? If you hadn't knocked...."
Elmer drug himself up, struggling to ignore the boy's taunts.
Okay, Lona hadn't given him the time of day and called him a child and.
He shook his head, lunging towards Paul again with the same results.
"You are stupid, aren't you? You know that she thought you were a...."
"I don't care! Leave her alone!" Elmer yelled as he pulled himself up again, this time grabbing for Lona. If this boy was going to hurt her and their baby he was going to have to go through him first!