Making the Cut (Sons of Templar MC #1)(110)
“No, No, No, No,” she whispered over and over, her voice anguished.
“Baby tell me...” Cade was almost over the edge when her cry of pain interrupted him, she clutched her stomach and fear ran ice cold through his veins. At that moment, Lucky and Steg came sprinting over, faces grim.
“What is it Cade, what’s wrong with Gwen?” Lucky bit out eyes frantic.
“Call a f*cking ambulance, NOW!” Cade screamed and he watched in horror as blood trickled down her legs.
Gwen
I woke to that beeping again. That all too familiar hospital beeping. Great. I creaked one of my eyes open, expecting to see Ian curled up in the corner. Then the horror of it all washed over me. The phone call, Mum’s tortured voice, Ian. He was dead. My brother was dead. I vaguely noticed the beeping beside me getting louder as the pain ripped through me once more. How could this be real? This couldn’t be real. Ian wasn’t dead. No someone else was, they just thought it was Ian. It’s just a big mistake. Yes it had to be, a mistake.
I struggled to contain my breathing as Sarah, my baby doctor rushed in looking worried. A fresh wave of horror settled over me. The pain. The feeling of my baby leaving me, dying. No, no, no. Tears streamed down my face as Sarah approached the bed.
“Gwen sweetheart, I know it’s hard but I need you to take a deep breath and calm down. You hear that beeping? That’s your heart, its hammering away pretty hard, we need to try and slow it down a bit.” She explained calmly.
“My baby?” I asked her, my voice dead.
She took me hand and I prepared for the blow. She squeezed it and smiled weakly.
“The baby is okay Gwen, everything is fine.”
I blinked, barely allowing myself to believe it. “But the pain, and I was bleeding…”
“You had a nasty shock and your baby wasn’t prepared for what your body was going through. Especially given the fact your blood pressure was already a little high. I know its scary but 30% of women experience cramps and bleeding in the first trimester, and considering the news you received its not surprising.”
She gave my hand another squeeze.
“Now, I have your fiancé, outside, he was not happy to be left there. In fact it took three of his friends to convince him to stay in the waiting room. You think it would be okay to let him in? You know before he ruins anymore furniture?” She grinned, writing something in my chart.
“Fiancé?” I croaked, confused.
Then thoughts of Cade come back. Cade and Ginger. My life was falling apart lying in this hospital bed. Cade didn’t deserve to see me. To see our baby. But Sarah didn’t deserve to have her office trashed by the * either. I opened my mouth to agree when a commotion outside stopped me.
“Fuck this, I’ve been waiting out here for almost a f*cking hour! I don’t give a shit what procedure is I’m seeing my f*cking woman!” A familiar angry voice shouted as the doors crashed open. A frantic looking Cade stormed in, followed by two very pissed off looking orderlies. His eyes fell on me and instantly softened to a look of love and relief it almost pierced the feeling of emptiness and despair that surrounded me. Almost.
“It’s okay guys, we’ve just got one concerned Dad on our hands you can go.” Sarah told the orderly’s and they looked relieved at not having to try and drag Cade out. They turned and shut the door behind them.
“Gwen. Baby. Jesus Christ.” Cade rushed over, kneeling over me, pulling his face to mine so our foreheads touched. He closed his eyes, leaving us like that for a second, before he opened them, eyes falling on mine. He straightened, turning to the doctor, clutching my hand.
“Is she okay? Is the baby…?” He choked, looking like he couldn’t physically finish the sentence.
“She’s fine. Mr Crawford. The baby is fine too” Alice reassured him.
I watched the relief wash over Cade, his eyes closed for a second and his shoulders sagged as if a weight had been lifted.
“Thank god.” He pulled my hand to his mouth, gently pressing his lips against my knuckles. I watched him woodenly. My hand moved to my stomach, my love and happiness for my little bun the only thing keeping me going. Cade followed my hand, his covering my own, weakly smiling at me.
“Thank god”. He repeated, holding my gaze again.
His hand didn’t leave mine as he focused his attention on Sarah.
“But why did this happen? She was in pain, bleeding. Are you sure everything is okay?” He fired at her with an edge to his voice.
Sarah stood at the end of the bed looking at us both, addressing Cade.
“As I was just telling Gwen, babies respond to their mothers distress. And I understand Gwen had just gotten some bad news.” She pointed a sympathetic glance at me and Cade’s hand squeezed mine.
“But lets give Dad a look so you can feel better.” She wheeled an ultrasound machine over from the corner and gestured for us to remove or hands.
She exposed my stomach. Cades eyes were glued to my belly in a look so intense I forced myself to glance away before it could affect me. After putting the cold jelly on, she moved the wand and we both watched the screen. I looked at what I had seen the day before, reassured to hear the little heartbeat. Cades grip was iron on my hand. I swear I had never seen a look on his face like the one he was currently wearing. His eyes glistened, he gazed down at me with pure joy on his face.