Den of Sorrows (The Grey Wolves #9)(43)

"The placenta isn't attached to the uterus anymore," Sally said, her eyes still closed. "That's where the bleeding is coming from. The baby's heartbeat is dropping. We need to get it out. I'm trying to slow down the bleeding. You wake Jacque up and make her push this child out, now."
Jen crawled up to Jacque's face and patted her a few times. "Jacque, come on, you have to wake up. Jacque," she said a little more forcefully. When that didn't work she growled. "Screw this." Then she slapped her friend hard. "WAKE UP."
Jacque gasped and blinked several times. Her face immediately grimaced in pain.
"You have to push, Jacque," Jen told her urgently. "You have to start pushing, now. Do you hear me?" she asked, grabbing her face and jerking it so that Jacque was looking directly into her eyes.
Jacque nodded though she looked pretty out of it.
Jen went back down to Jacque’s lower half and positioned herself in-between her friend’s legs. "Okay, Red, push. And don’t you dare be a pansy ass. You push like your life and the life of your baby depends on it because it does."
Jacque took a deep breath and pushed as hard as she could. She rested and when a new contraction started again she took another deep breath and pushed again. 
"That's it, push, push, push," Jen chanted as she watched to see if the baby's head was close to crowning. More blood was pouring out of her and Jen was beginning to get very scared that it was going to be too much.
"JENNIFER!" Decebel bellowed. "Tell me what is going on! Fane is frantic. He can't get through to Jacque and he smells her blood." He paused and suddenly Jen felt his rage and fear douse her.
"Dec, what's wrong? Talk to me," she implored.
"Vampires," he practically whispered. "They smell her blood too."
Jen felt her own blood drain from her face.
"They're coming to you," Decebel was snarling. "We're coming. You and Sally are going to have to hold them off. I don’t think we will beat all of them."
"HOLD THEM OFF? I'm in the middle of helping Jacque give birth and she's bleeding. Dec, it's so much blood. I don't, crap, I don’t—" She couldn't get the words out. She couldn't say that she didn't know if her best friend was going to live. She couldn't give voice to something so horrific.
"Hang on. Tell Jacque to fight. She's strong. We're coming."
"Sally, get your swords and stand guard."
Sally's eyes popped open. "What? Why?"
"The vampires are coming."
Costin could feel her panic. Sally was trying hard to keep him from being able to hear or feel her, but her emotions were so intense that no barrier would have kept them hidden from him.
Something horrible had happened or was happening in that moment. He could feel her fear, but it wasn’t fear for her life. Costin knew his healer would always put others before herself, so it didn’t surprise him that whatever she was fearful of, the fear was for someone else’s wellbeing. He didn’t know if that comforted him or not. Her mind was so full of chaos that he could only pick up a few thoughts—Jacque—too much blood—figure out what is wrong…. He could put together a million scenarios for what those words in that combination could mean, but he still wouldn’t really know what was happening.
He tried to send her a thought but his words seemed to bounce off a barrier. The wall she’d erected was there and he couldn’t get through, but her emotions were of such strength that they were getting past the barrier to him.
“Dammit,” he muttered under his breath. He’d been trying to remain calm and carefree around Titus because he didn’t want the little guy to pick up on his worry and stress. He’d been through enough in his short little life. He didn’t deserve anymore grief, pain, or sorrow. Titus deserved love, hugs, attention, and someone else to be strong for him. Costin would do everything in his power to give his son those things. So when he heard said little boy finishing up in the bathroom after declaring that he needed to ‘use the potty—NOW,’ Costin slapped on a smile, pushed back the worry, and prepared to become the most talented actor in history.
Fane roared as his claws tore through another vamp’s chest. His heart was racing much too fast and he knew it was his because of his mate. Something was wrong, very, very wrong.
"Peri!" he yelled over the noise of the battle at the fae who was defending herself against three vampires at once. "Flash to the girls. Jacque is in labor!"
He saw the fae’s eyes widen just before she disappeared. He wanted to go with her, but he couldn't leave his pack to fight so many vampires on their own. Even one less fighter could tip the balance and it was already not looking great for them.
The vampires had picked up on the smell of Jacquelyn's blood a moment after Fane and it had sent them into a frenzy. Fane and the others were trying to hold the monsters back, but he had already seen two get past the group. The swarm of vamps seemed to continually replenish, more appeared just as quickly as their comrades were destroyed. Fighting them off while also now trying to move back toward the dungeon room where they’d left the girls was proving too much.Fane was just about to grab one of the vampires that was running past him when Peri appeared beside him, grabbed his arm, and they were no longer in the tunnel. When they reappeared, Fane nearly fell to his knees as he saw his mate lying still on the floor. His own body suddenly felt weak and sluggish. He stumbled over to her, crashing to the ground next to her face and taking it in his hands.
"Jacquelyn," he spoke, urgently pushing his own power into his voice. "Come back to me. You have a child to raise. Don't you dare give up."
"Peri," he heard Jen yell. "We need Rachel."
Fane continued to focus on his mate, unable to worry about the noises around him. In his mind there was only one battle that mattered and that was the one his mate was fighting.
Sally continued to push her power into Jacque, attempting to anchor her friend’s life force to her own. Jacque had lost too much blood and Sally didn't know what to do. She’d momentarily felt Costin’s worry, but she’d managed to throw up a wall before he could pick up on everything that was happening. She wasn’t trying to be untruthful with him, but she couldn’t focus on helping her friend if she was enduring her mate’s concern and frustration.
"Alston, go get Rachel," Peri snapped just as Sally saw two vampires appear in the doorway where Peri and Alston stood guard. Suddenly Peri was alone as she began to fight them. Alston had flashed but he wasn't gone long. When he reappeared, he had Rachel on one arm and her mate Gavril, on the other. Gavril and Alston jumped right into the fight as more vampires were attempting to enter the room.
Rachel knelt down beside her and gave Sally a nod. "She's passed out from blood loss and the baby needs to come out. I don’t know what to do," Sally explained to the much more experienced healer.
Rachel placed her hands on Jacque's swollen stomach. "We will have to force her contractions and use our magic to push the baby out. Jen." Rachel looked up at the blonde who was still in between Jacque's legs. "Be ready."
Jen nodded but didn't say anything.
Sally placed her hands next to Rachel’s and then waited to see exactly what the healer would do. As Rachel began to push her magic into their patient, Sally mimicked the action. She followed Rachel’s lead, continually pushing magic into Jacque's abdomen with occasional bolts of stronger power.
"I have a head," Jen said breathlessly. "Whatever you're doing, it's working so don't stop."
Sally was beginning to feel the effects of pulling on so much of her power but she didn't stop. She would not let her friend down.
"Got shoulders, and," Jen paused. "There! He's out. It's a boy!" 
Rachel immediately moved down to Jen and the baby. "Sally keep her with us," she told her.
Sally tried to focus on both Jacque and what Rachel was doing because the baby had yet to make a sound. Why hadn't he cried?
Fane was still leaning down close to Jacque’s face. Sally didn't think he'd even noticed that Jen had said his son was born. She tried to nudge him. "Fane, hey," Sally said gently. He didn't move. "No, no-no-no-no-no," Sally breathed out as she stared at her un-breathing friend and her un-breathing mate.
"PERI!" Sally yelled as loudly as she could. She'd been so focused on what she and Rachel were doing that she hadn't even noticed that pretty much everyone was in the room or just outside the doorway fighting at least three vampires each. It was chaos.
Peri flashed to her side and before Sally could say anything, the fae let out a string of curses. "Rachel we need to move them now." The healer who was still working on the baby looked up at Peri and nodded. "To the garden. I've been preparing a place just in case something like this happened."
The swords Peri held suddenly disappeared and she reached down and grabbed Jacque with one hand and Fane with the other. Rachel reached toward Peri and placed a hand on the fae’s arm. At the last minute, Jen's hand snapped out and grabbed Peri. Jen looked at Sally and started to say her name but it was too late. Peri flashed and they were gone.
Sally was left sitting there on the bloody floor while a battle raged around her. She was frozen. She'd just help push her best friend’s baby from her body and, despite all of her efforts, she didn't know if any of them were alive, or going to live. Her lungs were on fire and she realized she wasn't breathing. Sally sucked in a sharp breath trying to keep from passing out. She leaned forward and continued to breathe slowly. She didn't know how it was possible that a vamp hadn't already pounced on her, but just as that thought ran through her mind, she felt a hand on her arm and then nothing.