Four Weeks Early
Jason rushed into General Hospital's Emergency Center with an unconscious Carly in his embrace. "I need help!" he called out urgently.
A doctor rushed to Jason's side, asking questions about Carly's condition. "She's alive, but her pulse is barely there," Jason stated.
"How far along is she?" the doctor asked.
"She's due at the end of January."
Orderlies arrived with a gurney. Gently, Jason placed Carly on the wheeled bed they provided as the doctor barked out instructions for Carly's care. "Let's get her inside and see what we've got," said the doctor to the orderlies.
Meanwhile, Nurse Bobbie Spencer arrived, placing a warm blanket over Carly's still form. "What's going on?" Jason asked, his voice rising with panic.
"We have to stop the bleeding and deliver the baby," the doctor told Jason.
"But didn't you hear me? She isn't due for another four weeks!"
"If we don't do a c-section immediately, we'll lose both your wife...AND your baby," the doctor warned.
Jason's face fell when he heard those terrifying words. They wheeled Carly off toward the operating room as he stood in the hallway in General Hospital's Emergency Center, completely stunned. He couldn't lose Carly OR the baby!
"Bobbie?" Jason called out. "You'll stay with her?"
"I will," Bobbie promised as she rushed off with the medical team in charge of Carly's care.
Jason's heart pounded frantically as he forgot to breathe. His clothes were covered with Carly's blood; his hands stained with her life's fluid. He was completely paralyzed as he stared at that door - the one where they had taken Carly.
After he got his bearings, he rushed to the door, trying to peek inside the window for a glimpse of Carly. Was she alright?! Would the baby survive an early birth?!
He couldn't remain calm as he walked toward the nurse's desk, placing his head in his hands. His eyes stung, but he did not cry. He had to be strong for Carly... and the unborn child. He heard a voice speaking to him, snapping him out of the trance he had been locked in ever since they had wheeled Carly away from his side.
Renaldo stood next to him. "Mr. Morgan, is there anything I can do?"
Jason looked up at his bodyguard. "No... uhhhh... actually you can go. I'll give you a call when I need you. Thanks for helping me get her here so quickly."
"No problem," said Renaldo. "Do you think the two of them will be alright?"
Jason looked away, unable to answer the question. He turned his attention toward the door - the one where they had whisked Carly away. He rushed back to it, staring inside the window and wishing he could be with Carly. He had a feeling that she needed him desperately, but there was nothing he could do... nothing but stand around and wait. He had never felt so powerless. How he longed to burst into the operating room and be at Carly's side!
He kept waiting and pacing, but he wasn't getting any word on Carly's condition. He asked every nurse and doctor that passed for any news on Carly, but no one seemed to know what was happening. With each minute that passed, the sinking sensation in his gut grew more immense. He could wait much longer. He could only hope that Bobbie would leave the operating room soon with word about Carly and his child.
