15. Chapter 14
“Daddy!” Lucas screamed frantically.
“What is it, Lucas? Is everything okay?” I asked.
“Mom… She fell, and she won’t wake up… Go help her!”
My heart stopped. Maci… The baby…
“Michael, will you watch Lucas for a while? I need to go take Maci to a hospital!” I said, and ran to the bus.
I opened the door, and ran in. I picked up Maci’s limp body, and walked out of the bus, and put her in another car.
“Take us to the nearest hospital…. Now!” I said to the driver.
I patiently sat in the waiting room, fearing for what might happen.
The doctor walked out and called my name.
“How is she, doc? How’s the baby?” I asked.
“I’m sorry, sir. The child didn’t make it… Ms. Maci is slowly waking up, and I hate giving that kind of news to people. So, you can tell her about the baby… I’ll be in to check on her in an hour or so…” the doctor said, and put his hand on my shoulder. “I’m sorry for your loss.”
I slowly walked down the hallway to Maci’s room. She was sitting up in bed, flipping through channels on the television.
“Hey, Lukey…” she smiled.
I could feel a lump in my throat, and I didn’t want to tell her the bad news.
“Maci… The doctor… he said… the baby… it… didn’t make it…” I cried.
Maci looked at me, and wiped the tears from my eyes.
“I know, Lukey… But don’t be sad about it… We can always have another child..” she said. “I am upset about it too, but I’m thankful for what we have…”
I smiled. “Me too, Maci… Me too.”
The doctor walked in with a concerned look on his face.
“Mrs. Hemmings… I have some news for you…”
“Yes, doctor? What is it?”
“Your test results are in… You can no longer bare children anymore… This miscarriage did too much damage to your body.. I’m sorry.”
A few days later, Maci was released from the hospital.
We went straight to the airport, and she was on the next flight to Australia with Lucas.
“I love you, Luke… Be safe on tour.” Maci said.
We said our goodbyes, and they were off home…
We were finally home after a LONG flight from Atlanta.
‘Just a few more months and they’ll be home…’ I thought to myself.
*5 months later*
“You may now kiss the bride…” the priest said.
Luke leaned in and we shared our first kiss as a married couple.
The reception went great, and Luke and I left for our honeymoon…
Let’s just say, we rarely left the hotel room… ;)
3 months later, I was in at the doctor’s office, complaining with morning sickness.
“Congratulations, Mrs. Hemmings… You are pregnant with a healthy baby girl…” the doc told me.
I looked at Luke with a surprised expression.
“But the doctor said I couldn’t have kids anymore!”
“This must be a miracle…” Luke smiled.