Finnian carried her into the manor, wrapped in a blanket by Baldroy. Baldroy was yelling and soon Ciel was running out of the house, Lady Elizabeth gasping as she saw the men carrying the pregnant maid. Ciel stopped and craned his neck.
"Sebastian. Where is Sebastian?"
"He wasn't in the house, master," Baldroy said, shaking his head. He took his cigarette out of his mouth and placed his hands on his now frantic master. "Sir! The back house. It exploded. It is a wonder we found Mey-Rin. She was found under a tub, propped on boulders. She is unconscious and will not be able to tell us anything until she wakes."
Ciel stilled and the look of utter desperation etched clearly in his face and eyes. Elizabeth ventured close and Baldroy nodded. She sobbed as her husband fell to the ground and into her arms. She turned and yelled at Finnian to get Mey-Rin to a room Any room. Any bed. Finnian moved as if the woman weighed nothing. Nothing but a normal flour sack bag.
He placed her gently on Sebastian's bed, figuring the smell and the familiar surroundings could help her come back. He knelt by the bed and cried, wrapping his hand over her smaller one, venturing to place a hand on her stomach and smiling a bit; the baby was still kicking.
"Oh Mister Sebastian, please, please be okay."
Finnian cried the only repeated prayer sent out from the Phantomhive Manor that day.
Short chapter... gets another bonus chapter to go with. Of course that could mean double hating me... but I will take it.
