Garabibaldi knelt by Talia, reaching out to check her and see if there was anything that could be done to help her. Her skin was dead white and her lips had a bluish tinge to them. Just then his hand brushed her stomach and jerked back when he felt a sudden movement. He stared down in shock at her swollen stomach, a train of different thoughts running rapidly through his head. How in the world had she got pregnant? She had been barely been gone from the station long enogh for it to be possible. He suddenly wished that he hadn't killed the psi cop with the shot through the heart, wied he had gut shot him or someing to make him suffer. How evil did a person have to be to harm an innocent baby? At least the baby was still moving. Maybe it could be saved even if Talia.... No, he wasn't going to think of that yet. She couldn't have been under there for too long. It had only been a couple of minutes since he heard her scream. She would be fine once she got some help.
He reached down and tilted her head back a little, putting his ear close to her mouth to see if she was breathing. Nothing. He quickly sealed his lips over hers and blew into her mouth before checking for a pulse. He felt a tiny flicker of life at first but before he could remove his fingers, the faint beat disappeared.
"Come on," he muttered as he moved into position and started doing the chest compressions. "Don't do this! Your baby needs you!"
A few minutes later, he was starting to get very worried. She wasn't reacting to the CPR yet and he couldn't understand why. With the short length of time she was under there, he would have expected her to come around after a minute or so. What if they psi cop had done something, damaged her mind so much that she couldn't be saved? He wouldn't put anything beyond them. He could tell the baby was getting weaker too, wasn't moving nearly as much. He had to get a medical team or something down there. Maybe they could.... This wasn't right. Wasn't right at all. He was sure that this was the real Talia. Why else would that Psi Cop have tried to kill her if she was on their side. How could she have been restored only to die again, this time for good?
Just then he felt a movement under his hands. He stopped the compressions and quickly pressed his fingers against her neck, hoping for a pulse. A second later, he was relieved to feel a thready beat. He leaned down and felt faint breathing against his ear as well. Now what was he going to do, though?
He reached down, gathering Talia into his arms and starting in the direction of the medical lab. Suddenly, the warning 'DANGER' washed over him again and he realized that the medical lab might not be the safest place for Talia right now. If there were more psi cops on the station where else would they look for a nine-months pregnant woman than the medical facilities, especially if they knew that she had been injured. He turned and headed in the direction of his room instead. She would be safe there for the moment and he could call Stephen to come down there to check her.He was shocked by how frail she felt in his arms. The size of her stomach had disguised that when she was laying on the floor but now that he had her in his arms, he realized how bad the situation was. He could actually feel her ribs, like you could on a starving person and her bones felt as if the slightest pressure would snap them. She didn't seem real, just a pale reflection of the woman he had known a year ago. What had the Corps done to her?