I open my eyes and see Dr. James concerned face. “You fainted.”
“I did,” I say, my throat parched. “Can I have some water?”
He nods and helps me sit up, then passes me a cup. I take a few sips then hand it back to him.
“Do you remember what happened?” he asks, crossing his arms over his chest and studying me with an intensity that has me squirming.
I think back.
Sam.
Betrayal.
Pain blooms in my chest, and spreads throughout my body,
“Yes,” I whisper.
“It wasn’t Lars, I was wrong. But I was right about him being killed,” he says sadly. “I’m sorry.”
I couldn’t even talk about it.
I didn’t know what to say.
I was shocked.
I still didn’t believe it, I couldn’t.
My Sam wouldn’t do something like this.
He was light.
Fuck, it hurt.
Badly.
“Dane just left,” Dr. James continues. “He was with you all night, watching over you.”
“Where did he go?”
“He was going to see if he could make you some broth,” he says. “Olivia when was your last period?”
I swallow, my mouth suddenly dry again. “Ummmm.”
Fuck.
I hadn’t had my period since I married Dane. And I’d remember. We usually didn’t have feminine products left so we had to use a piece of cloth. It wasn’t pretty.
“Fuck,” I say out loud this time.
Dr. James laughs. “Yes, I think you’re pregnant. Your father would be happy to think that the prophecy was coming true. If you had a son, of course, everyone would think he would be the one to save humanity.”
Poor kid. No pressure or anything, jeez.
“That prophecy was made up,” I mutter.
By my own husband.
“I know,” he winks. “Your father was the only one who bought that whole tirade.”
“Did you tell Dane?”
“He’s the one who asked me. He said he thought you could be pregnant.”
Great, he knew my body better than I did.
I sigh dramatically. “You better be here to deliver my baby.”
Dr. James laughs. “I’m not that old. I still have a century or so in me.”
“Good.”
“We need to train more healers and midwives,” he says, walking to the window staring out of it. “What are you going to do with Sam?”
I lie back own and cover my eyes with my arm. “I don’t know. I could never hurt Sam.”
It would be like hurting myself.
The door opens and Dane steps in. “You’re awake.”
Dr. James leaves the room, giving us some privacy.
“How do you feel? I brought you some soup,” he says, placing the tray down on the table then coming to stand by the bed.
“I’m okay,” I say. “I hear you’re going to be a father.”
He smiles so widely that is eases some of the pain in my chest. “Just when I thought you couldn’t make me any happier.”
“I’m full of surprises.”
He leans down and lifts up my t-shirt, kissing my stomach. “You’re going to be the best mother. Our kid is so damn lucky.”
I smile. “He’s going to have the most badass dad too.”
Dane tilts his head to the side. “Maybe he will save humanity after all.”
“Maybe he will be a she. And she will save humanity.”
“With a mother like you,” he replies, staring into my eyes. “That’s something I could believe.”
When I go to find Sam the next day, I find that he’s gone. Left. Without a word. I don’t know how to feel. Surprisingly, he isn’t the only one that has left. Lars has gone too. I didn’t see that one coming. I think Sam was saving me, taking away the pain of having to choose what to do with him. I couldn’t hurt him, but I couldn’t just ignore what he did. I don’t know what was going through his head. Now I guess I will never know.
“What you didn’t leave too?” I ask Gina. When I see her red eyes, I regret my comment.
“I can’t believe this,” she cries. “I loved him Olivia. I loved Lars. But he chose Sam.”
I hug her and let her cry it out. “Why did you stay?”
She shrugs. You saw how I reacted to those beasts. It’s scary out there.”
“There are…” I trail off. I was going to say ‘there are plenty fish in the sea’ but we really didn’t have that many men here. I try again. “You should steal Wyatt from Jordan. He’s a good man.”
She smiles through her tears.
I smile back.
Sam left me a note.
Saying sorry.
That he loves me.
That I’m his best friend.
That he just wanted to be free.