Chapter 17 - Complications

• Cassie -
• Jack and I spent the rest of the day together basking in the news of our impending arrivals. He had a few things he needed to take care of in his office, but he grabbed what he needed and we headed up to our suite. We spent the afternoon snuggled together on the sofa, Jack working his way through his paperwork and me watching some awful reality show, laughing at the idiocy of humans willing to put themselves through such torturous events for 5 measly minutes of fame. Now it is late evening and we are heading down to the main floor to join the pack members for dinner. Moving from the sofa I experienced a little headrush and had to take a second before everything settled back into place, Jack sensing my unease olds my shoulders until it passed, which it did quickly, thankfully. As we get to the top of the last flight of stairs a spasm wracks my body and sends me hurtling down the stairs, gravity ripping my hand from Jacks before either of us are aware of what is happening. I feel every stair on the way down, my head making contact with most of them and I hearJack shout out and thunder after me. About half way down the flight of stairs (if my calculations are correct) Jack manages to catch up to me, he wraps his hands around my waist and pulls me into his arms, cradling me to his chest and he begins to run. The pain in my head makes my vision blur, but I see our pack gathering around, worry clear on their faces, to see what the commotion is, I feel the head chef rushing to pass us (she smells of the kitchen, a smell I am all too familiar with having spent so much time on there recently) and then we are outside. She must have run ahead to hold the door open for us. I am vaguely aware, through the fog of pain, of the direction in which Jack is taking me and I know that he is heading towards the hospital.Everything drifts in and out of focus as we move quickly and I am grateful that I have such a caring mate. I pray to the moon goddess, hoping that everything is OK with our pups. My last thought as I see the lights of the hospital come into view is that I will never forgive myself if my clumsiness causes our babies harm.
• I must have lost consciousness for a moment because the next thing I know I am opening my eyes and I am already settled in a room with a bunch of machines strapped to me. One of the machines is making a very rapid beating sound and as I follow the wires from the machine I find them attached to my stomach, the pups, their heart beats are strong and relief flows through me knowing that they are safe, that I haven’t caused them harm.