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Shane swore. Under different circumstances, the uncharacteristic cursing might have made her smile.
“Where are you?” he asked.
“In the bathtub.” Her eyelids were heavy. They pulled down, but she resisted. If she closed them, she might sleep. “I’m afraid to get out in case I faint a second time.”
“Okay. I’m coming for you.” Sounds of movement came down the line, then muffled voices. “I’m going to pass you on to Faith,” Shane said. “She’ll keep talking to you until I get there. Don’t hang up, okay?”
“Okay. Thank you.” More background noise.
Gabby forced herself to sit upright. She folded the face cloth and pressed it to the side of her head, hissing as pain roared through her and her vision doubled.
“Hey, sweetie.” Faith’s voice filled her ears. “I hear you’ve hurt yourself. What happened?”
“Not sure.” She tried to recall exactly what had happened before she fell. “Stood up too fast maybe.”
“Such a dangerous activity,” Faith teased. “Standing up while pregnant should be classified as an extreme sport.”
Gabby was too tired to laugh. Her mind wandered. She longed to put the phone down and close her eyes. To rest. But she’d told Shane she’d keep talking, and she was going to do it.
“How are you feeling?” The words came out slow and thick.
“Better than you.” Faith sounded worried. “I haven’t thrown up yet today, which is a miracle.”
“Good.” Just saying that one thing took so much effort.
“Where’s Logan?” Faith asked.
“Don’t know.” She pressed her lips together, battling to focus. “His shift finished an hour ago.”
“He might still be at The Den,” Faith said. “When I get off the phone with you, I’ll call Corinne to check.”
“Thanks.” Seeing Logan would be really nice. She’d love for him to wrap her in his arms and assure her that everything was going to be all right. “I had a dream…”
“What did you dream, sweetie?”
“I was riding Princess. Wasn’t pregnant. No belly.” Her throat burned with emotion, on top of feeling raw from coughing up water. “Do you think the babies are okay?”
“I’m sure they are.” Faith’s voice was taut with emotion but uncharacteristically quiet. “You did well. You called for help, and now you’re staying on the line with me even though I know it’s hard.”
Tears prickled in Gabby’s eyes. “But what if that dream means I’ve lost them?”
“It doesn’t mean anything,” Faith said fiercely. “Your babies are perfect. They’re healthy and strong, and you’re going to be a kickass mum.”
“I hope so.” She fell silent, unsure what else to say.
“Are you still there?” Faith sounded worried.
“Yes.”
“Stay with me, sweetie. Okay?”
“Uh-huh. I’m here.”
The water began to chill on Gabby’s body, and she considered dropping the cloth from her head to dry herself but decided it was more important to slow the bleeding than to be warm.
Tires crunched over gravel outside, and then footfalls thundered up the front steps.
“I think he’s here,” she told Faith.
