Gordon's Dawn(33)

Gordon could hear James on the phone to the ambulance, and Brad dropped down on her other side. Gordon reached out only for Brad to bat his hand away. “Don’t touch her, Gordon. We can’t risk moving her, or you touching her until we know what’s wrong.” Brad checked her pulse and spoke to James like it was just another day, and Gordon’s whole world hadn’t just shattered. His security team’s voices and visuals faded in an out. The only thing he could see was Dawn’s pale form.

Seconds, minutes felt like hours as he stared at the love of his life. When the ambulance finally came, Gordon watched and followed sitting in the truck, still unable to speak. It wasn’t until they reached the hospital—and his father and mother were there already ordering people around and throwing whatever weight they had to make sure Dawn had the best—did he snap out of it.

He hadn’t seen his mother since he and Dawn arrived in Dallas, and she did something he couldn’t remember her ever doing. She came over to him and wrapped her arms around him. “It’s all right, son. Dawn will be okay, Gordon.” She squeezed him, and blinking, he gazed around him and gathered himself together.

Wrapping his arms around his mother, he leaned down and kissed her head. “Thank you. Yes, she will be. She has to be.” Gordon wouldn’t allow it to be any other way. He wasn’t willing to ever live without Dawn. He loved her too damn much.





Chapter Nine


Dawn could hear yelling to her left. The room she was in was an off white, and as she turned her head to the right, she saw green curtains on the window. Blinking as she got used to the light, she turned to the sound of the yelling. Gordon stood towering over a man in a white lab coat.

“Why the hell isn’t she awake yet? If you tell me she should wake soon, I swear, there won’t even be a hospital in the middle of nowhere who’ll take you.”

Ah, she was in the hospital. That made sense since the last thing she remembered was feeling dizzy. “Gordon,” she croaked. Clearing her dry throat, she tried again. “Gordon. Gordon, stop intimating the doctor.” His whole body froze, and he spun around and bolted to her side.

“Sprite, you’re awake.” He leaned over and kissed both her cheeks before brushing his lips over hers. “How are you feeling?”

“Like crap.” Lifting her arm that felt like lead, she stroked his cheek. “How long have I been out?”

“Two days.”

“What? What happened?” she rasped and tried lifting her other hand, which had a drip going into it.

Gordon turned and went to a shelf and came back with a bottle of water. “Take a small sip.” She nodded and did as Gordon said. “You passed out.” Gordon narrowed his gaze on her, clear anger on his face. “You hadn’t eaten or drunk anything all day, and that’s one of the reasons. I agreed to let you look after yourself, and not have Jane or the security so close and always there, and this is what happens.” Gordon sat and gathered her hand in his. “Not anymore. Never again.” He reached up and brushed the hair away from her face. “Dawn, sprite, um, did you forget to tell me something?”

Racking her brain, she tried to remember if there was anything she needed to tell Gordon. Nothing came to mind. “No. Why what’s wrong?”

“Nothing. Well, something. Dawn, you’re pregnant.”

Dawn shook her head on the pillow. “No, I can’t be, I’m on the pill, remember.” She went back over in her mind, and she hadn’t forgotten any. She had changed the time she took it, but… “No, I can’t be.”

“Sprite, you are.”

Holy crap, she couldn’t remember when she had her last period. Wow, she was pregnant. That would explain why she’d been so moody and emotional.

“The doct—”

Gordon was cut off as a doctor walked in with two others. “Hello, Mrs. Wilks. I’m Dr. Field. This is Dr. Trent, and to my left is Dr. Rockstin.”

“Hello,” she mumbled, still trying to process what Gordon had said.

A big machine was pushed through her room door, and Dawn felt her heart rate speed up as she saw what it was—an ultrasound machine.

“Now, has your husband had the chance to tell you what happened?”

She nodded. “He says I’m pregnant, and I passed out due to lack of food and being dehydrated.”

“That’s the rough story,” Dr. Field said. “We’ve had some tests come back, and before I go any further with your permission, I’d like to do a scan.” Nodding, she looked at the machine. “Would you like your husband to leave while I get ready or is he welcome to st—”

“I’m not going anywhere,” Gordon growled.

“I want him with me.”

“Okay. We think, for how far you are, we will need to use the stick, which will mean we will put this,” he picked up a long round looking nozzle looking like a scanner. He put a protector over it and covered it in gel. Dawn felt her eyes grow and didn’t know if she wanted to do this. Dr. Field moved down to the end of the bed and lifted the sheet. She squeaked in surprise when she felt the stick go up where only Gordon had been before. Surprising, it didn’t hurt.

The other doctors fiddled with buttons on the ultrasound, and then weird looking shapes showed up. Dawn stared at the three round shapes with white flashes in them on the screen.

“Just as I thought,” Dr. Field said as he looked at the screen. “Triplet.”

“What?”

“Congratulations, Mrs. Wilks, you are…. I would say six and half weeks pregnant with triplets.”

Gordon made a choking noise and stared down at me in amazement as he looked at her to the screen.

“Triplets?” she repeated over and over. Sure, she was a twin, but triplets? Holy shit, she wasn’t just pregnant with a baby, she was pregnant with three babies.

Dr. Field did measurements and pointed out that the white flutter was the heartbeat. They listened to the sound of three little heartbeats, and Dawn fell instantly in love.”

“What do I do now?” she asked staring at all the doctors.

Dr. Rockstin looked down at his tablet then back at her. “Your blood pressure is low. Your iron levels are the same. I understand you’re very lucky as Dr. Field is personally taking your case, but you also need a nutritionist. I have been assigned. You will need to eat at least five meals a day, more as your pregnancy progresses. Your water levels were low, and that is something we can’t have. You will get dehydrated very easily.”