Broken

Chapter six

Jessie 

It's been two weeks since we learned about the pregnancy and my Aunt Alex's murder. It's my first day back to work and it's been chaos. There have been so many patients that it was literally making my head spin.

I was sitting at the nurse's station, trying to get my head to stop spinning, but it was no use. Everyone was running around like crazy and it was making my head spin worse. I close my eyes, breaths shaky and lay my head down.

I feel someone rub my back in comfort and look to see it was my mother. She lifts me from the chair and I waver on my feet with a hand on my forehead. She slowly guides me to a dark on call room and helps me lay down.

She pulls her phone from her pocket and I hear Elliott on the other end. "How soon can you get to the hospital...No, nothing bad. It's been hectic here and Jessie is not fit to continue working...I have her laying down in an on call room. I found her with her head down at the nurse's station when Carol said she hadn't seen her in a half hour...I'll handle your captain, just come get her home."
 

I wake up, curled up with Elliott in our bed. I don't remember getting home. The last thing I remember was my mother talking to her on the phone while we were in the on call room. I was stripped out of my scrubs and into a pair of Elliott's loose sweats and loose shirts.

I look back at her and she was propped up in her elbow, looking down at me. She trails her fingers lightly over my arm and asks softly, "How are you feeling?"

"Much better," I say in a husky whisper that I usually have when I wake up from sleep. "Everyone was moving too fast for me to keep up and it made me feel extremely dizzy."

"I know, your mom told me," she says softly, leaning down to give me a kiss. "I took off a few days. My captain was very understanding about everything."

"I'm not sure if I can keep up on hectic days like this, especially during the remaining of the first trimester," I say in a wavering whisper. 

"What about the clinic," she asks softly, rubbing my stomach.

I consider this and nod lightly. "I'll talk to my mother about it later, " I say quietly. 

"No need," my mother says with a smile, letting her self in our room and I jump. "Sorry sweetheart. I brought you some tea. If working the clinic will be better for you for now, I'll accept for the sake of my grandchild."

"Thank you," I choke with relief. "I'm sorry about today..."

"Sweetheart, you don't have to apologize. I know what its like to be pregnant and have a hectic day at the hospital," she says in a soothing tone, taking me in her arms as I break into uncontrolled sobs. "Everyone was concerned about you."

"I just want this pregnancy to work, but so far everything has been adding extra stress since we learned that I'm pregnant," I choke in broken sobs. 

"Miranda had a stressful pregnancy with Macy. Her job didn't make it easy for her either. Teaching a bunch of snotty teenagers nearly caused us Macy more than once until I put the fear of God in them," Elliott says softly and I look at her.

She had tears in her eyes from sharing the memory, but smiles and says, "I have no doubt that you'll pull through this pregnancy, because at the end of the day, I'll be here to let you lash out if it helps you destress from your day at work."

I let out a relieved breath and go in her arms. "Anytime you feel stressed out, please don't be afraid to let it out on me. I did it for Miranda, I'd be more than happy to do it for you," she says in a soothing whisper and I let out a calming breath.