One Wild Night

Chapter 868  Did I Lose My Baby?

Without a word, Tom slammed on the brakes, the car lurching to a stop at the side of the road.  Lucy barely noticed, her entire focus on Sonia's ragged breaths on the other end of the line.

The fragrant lemongrass and ginger that had filled the car just moments ago seemed to vanish, replaced by a cold dread that settled in Lucy's stomach.

"I'm bleeding," Sonia stammered, a tremor in her voice betraying her fear.

Lucy could hear Bryan's frantic voice in the background, a counterpoint to Sonia's choked sobs.  Tears welled up in her eyes, blurring her vision.

Tom looked at Lucy whose normally bright eyes were wide with terror and he reached for her hand which was trembling, "Find out where they are."

Panic clawed at Lucy's throat, squeezing the words out in a strangled whisper, "Where are you right now?"

"I'm losing my baby, Lu," she said, as though she was in a daze and couldn't hear Lucy's question.

Lucy squeezed her eyes shut, trying to hold back the tears that welled up. She could practically feel Sonia's fear radiating through the phone.

Seeing as Lucy was too terrified to offer Sonia any comfort he took the phone from her, "Sony, calm down. Is Bryan there? Where are you?" Tom asked calmly.

A choked sob escaped from the phone. "He's... he's calling the ambulance," Sonia said between breaths.

"Put Bryan on," he said, his voice gruff but steady.

The next few minutes were a blur. Tom spoke with a calm urgency, directing Bryan to go to the nearest hospital. Lucy sat beside him, tears streaming down her face, a silent prayer forming on her lips. The takeout bags lay forgotten on the back seat, the delicious aroma now a mockery of their earlier carefree mood.

As soon as Tom gave the phone back to her, he threw the car into gear, the engine roaring to life and he sped through the city streets, sirens wailing in the distance a grim soundtrack to their frantic journey.

"We'll be there," Lucy forced the words out, her voice thick with emotion. "Just stay calm, Sonia. We're on our way," Lucy said to Sonia before hanging up.

Her trembling hands dropped to her lap.   Lucy was grateful that it was Tom behind the wheel. As much as she tried to calm herself, her hands kept trembling.

As Tom drove, Lucy sobbed. She sobbed as flashes of Sonia ran through her head. She remembered how Sonia had wept when she found out she was pregnant.

She remembered how distraught Sonia had been at the thought that she would have to abort the pregnancy because she believed that Bryan wouldn't want it.

She remembered how happy Sonia had been when Bryan had said he wanted them to keep the baby. She remembered Sonia's joy when Bryan had proposed and how she had said she was happy she could now have a family of her own.

Sonia had been so excited with the idea of having her baby and she couldn't imagine Sonia losing it.

"God, no. Please no," Lucy cried.

"Calm down. You won't be of any help to her if you are this way. We don't know for sure if she had a miscarriage…"

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"It doesn't matter what she said. She isn't a doctor. Calm down, love," Tom said calmly and Lucy sniffled as she brushed her tears away.

"I'm trying to be calm," she said and Tom reached and her hand.

Lucy tapped her feet impatiently as Tom pushed the car to its limits. Traffic lights seemed to appear at every corner, each red blink a cruel eternity.

Lucy stole a glance at his face, the grim determination mirrored in her own reflection in the side window.

Just then, Tom's phone buzzed. He snatched it up, the caller ID a welcome sight. "Bryan?" he answered, his voice tight with urgency.

"Tom, we're at the hospital. They're taking Sonia in now," Bryan announced, his voice laced with panic.

"Alright, calm down. We are close by," Tom said, offering a reassurance he himself didn't quite feel. "We will be there in a few minutes."

Ending the call, Tom threw a worried glance at Lucy. Her face was pale, but her jaw was set, a silent testament to her strength. He squeezed her hand, a wordless promise of support.

The rest of the journey was a blur. They tore into the hospital parking lot, tires screeching in protest.

Lucy practically leaped out of the car before it came to a complete stop, Tom close behind her. They raced through the automatic doors, the sterile scent of disinfectant filling their nostrils.

Just inside the waiting area, they spotted Bryan. He was pacing back and forth, his face etched with worry, and his hands raking through his hair. He was a picture of raw desperation. His usually neat hair ruffled in agitation.

Lucy sprinted towards him, reaching him in a heartbeat, "Bryan, what's going on? Where is she? How is she?" Lucy asked, her voice thick with concern as the tears in her eyes threatened to fall.

Bryan embraced her, more for himself than for her sake, and wrapping her arms tightly around him, Lucy squeezed her eyes shut. "Bryan," she whispered, her voice trembling slightly.

Bryan clung to her for a moment, his body wracked with silent sobs. Tom placed a hand on his shoulder, "Bryan, it's okay. Everything will be fine," Tom soothed, "We are here now. Everything will be fine," Tom said calmly even though he was just as worried and scared as them both.

"What happened?" he asked gently.

Bryan pulled away from Lucy, wiping at his eyes with a shaky hand as he tried to compose himself. "We were talking one moment, and I stepped out to see Jeff off," he explained, his voice choked with emotion. "The next thing I know, I come back to find her crying, doubled over with abdominal cramps. Then..."  He hesitated, his voice dropping to a whisper, "the bleeding started."

A fresh wave of terror washed over Lucy, but she forced it down. Now wasn't the time to panic. They needed to be strong for Sonia.

The air hung heavy with unspoken fears. Just then, a doctor in white scrubs emerged from the examination room and approached them, his expression unreadable.

They rushed towards him, and relief flooded them when the doctor offered a tired smile.

"Mr Hank," he addressed Bryan, his gaze settling on Bryan and then shifted to Tom and Lucy before returning to Bryan, "It appears to be a threatened abortion, but thankfully, both your wife and the baby are safe. She's resting comfortably now, but we'll keep her overnight for observation."

A collective sigh of relief swept through the group. The tension that had been building for the past hour slowly dissipated. Bryan pulled Lucy into a tight embrace, burying his face in her hair as he wept in gratitude.

"Thank God she is okay. My babies are okay," Bryan wept happily.

Tears of relief streamed down Lucy's face, soaking his shirt. "Thank God," she whispered, her voice thick with emotion.

Watching them, Tom felt himself tear up a bit so he turned away. He could very well understand Bryan's fears. He doubted anyone would be able to comfort or console him if it was Lucy who was in such a situation.

The Doctor cleared his throat. "If you'd like to follow me, I can take you to your wife's room. She won't be waking up soon. She is asleep and needs all the rest she can get."

Bryan wiped his eyes with a shaky hand. "Yes, of course. Thank you. Yes," he said, turning to Lucy and Tom. "Come on, let's go see her."

Lucy nodded, wiping her own tears. Relief and joy bubbled within her as she took Tom's hand and they followed Bryan and the doctor down the corridor, the earlier fear a distant memory.

The initial shock had subsided, replaced by an overwhelming sense of gratitude. They had come so close to losing something precious.

The scare had been a harsh reminder of the fragility of life, but it had also brought them closer. In the face of potential loss, they had found strength in their shared love and support for Sonia and their unborn child.

Plans of dinner and going to the club totally forgotten, Tom and Lucy spent the night at the hospital with Bryan, taking turns keeping vigil with Bryan beside Sonia, since Bryan had refused to take so much as a step away from Sonia's side.

When dawn finally broke, painting the sky in hues of pink and orange, Sonia opened her eyes and tears gathered in her eyes when she saw Bryan seated beside her and holding her hands.

The moment Bryan saw her eyes open, he quickly rose, "How are you feeling? Are you okay?" He whispered and her lips trembled.

"Did we lose Ryso? Did I lose my baby?" She asked fearfully and Bryan shook his head.

"No. It was a threatened abortion. Ryso is okay. Are you fine?" He asked and she looked at him doubtfully.

"Don't lie to me, Bryan. I was bleeding…"

"I could never lie to you, love. Not with something like that. Our Ryso is fine. He is strong just like his mom," he said, and tears of relief rolled down the sides of her eyes.

The ordeal had taken its toll, but Sonia was alive, and their baby was safe. In that shared moment of fragile hope, a new appreciation for life blossomed within them, a silent promise to cherish each other and the miracle they had almost lost.

Lucy who had slept off the other side of the bed woke up and when she saw that Sonia was awake she quickly rose, "Sony!" She called and Sonia's gaze shifted to her since she hadn't noticed her presence before.

"I'm sorry I scared you all and…"

"None of that matters. You are fine, and our baby is safe, that's all that matters," Bryan said and Lucy nodded as she leaned down to embrace her.

"I will go get the doctor," Bryan said before leaving the room.

"I'm so glad you're okay, and our baby is fine. I was terrified," Lucy said and Sonia bobbed her head.

"Me too. I was so scared. I thought I was going to lose it. I thought it was going to leave because it knew I wanted to abort it the first time. I don't know what I would have done if I lost it, Lucy," Sonia cried, and Lucy's heart ached since she had never seen Sonia look so fragile and vulnerable.

"I'm glad we won't ever have to find out," Lucy said just as Bryan returned with the doctor and Tom also joined them.