Facing His Demons

His Strength Will See Her Through Anything

Thyme couldn't wait to see his beloved wife the moment the private jet landed and he would jump into his car, headed towards his Mansion. With their baby girl due any day, he would be there for both his girls. He needed to catch some shut eye before they handed, he swore he would be completely awake the moment he saw Gorya's curvy form especially if the baby was arriving any day now.

Thyme was able to fall asleep easily on the jet. He stirred when he heard his text message alarm. He closed his eyes for what he thought was another two hours. Turned out it was five hours. Boy did he hate jet lag. He smiled as he thought of The love he felt for Gorya only grow with each passing day. Soon there would be evidence of their love. Tia, he noticed, tried calling him but he had it on airplane mode. His peace of mind was shattered in moments when he took a glimpse of the text message from Ren. Gorya was taken into the emergency room. What? Thyme hadn't wasted a minute. He kept writing to Ren, asking him what was going on with Gorya, with the baby.

Ren sent him two messages. Thyme wasn't a praying man but he hoped Ren would set his mind at ease until he arrived at the hospital. When he heard the alarm go off again. 'Thyme, I will do everything I can for them, you know that. We'll see you soon.' Ren replied and Thyme wanted the pilot to hurry up and land this stupid thing already. He sent Ren one last text message after double checking with the stewardess. 'I'm an hour and a half away.'

There wasn't any further communication between the two best friends from the F4 and there wouldn't be until Thyme was in the hospital, tracking Ren down.

Thyme informed Gorya's parents about what was going on. Her Mother text him, saying she would be at the hospital in two days from now.

P'Tia and Kaning were with Gorya, helping her with the finishing touches to the new nursery when all of a sudden Gorya fainted. Kaning was able to catch her. Without wasting a moment, P'Tia was on her phone telling her driver to bring the car to the Mansion right now. She placed Gorya as gently as she could into the car and drive to the clinic that Ren's Family owned and where he worked.

Ren frowned as he saw Gorya's test results. It was definite. Gorya was going through Preeclampsia. Of course he was worried but Thyme would, undoubtedly, be a worried lunatic.  His findings were as follows: pulmonary edema. Gorya had fluid on the lungs. The baby was at 37 weeks. He would have to break the news to Thyme. Rubbing his sinuses, it didn't matter who was in charge of Gorya before he personally took over. But the ultra sound would have shown what was going on.

All of a sudden, Ren could hear over the loud speaker, clear as day. "Ren, join me in Gorya's room. Now!" Ren wanted to roll his eyes. Of course that's how Thyme would announce he was here. P'Tia was by Gorya's bedside until Thyme arrived. The moment he appeared, Tia removed herself from the seat. She stared at her brother. Truth was he looked like hell. Thyme had disheveled hair, his tie hung loose around his neck his eyes were red either by worrying or perhaps a lack of sleep.

She placed her hand on his shoulder. "Gorya had always been you're feisty kitten. She'll be alright." Tia left the room, wanting to get Coffee. Thyme replaced himself in the seat. He reached out and tucked a strand of Gorya's hair behind her ear. Ren appeared in the room. "Thyme," He began softly. "I need you to make a discussion."

Thyme removed his hand hesitantly. Never this. How on Earth could he make any type of discussion? He couldn't think straight. Ren continued. "The good news is the baby is 37 weeks. Her lungs are perfect. I won't know if she's a completely healthy baby girl until delivery. But she is a 9 month old. The most important thing you need to know is Gorya has preeclampsia. It could be life threatening. I could help Gorya by making her go into labor." After listening carefully, Thyme nodded his head. "Do it, Ren!" Thyme stated in a formed voice. Ren marched up to Thyme, placing his hand on Thyme's shoulder. "Gorya isn't going anywhere, Thyme. She will be awake for the labor." Ren left the room, ordering a nurse to use Oxytocin on Mrs. Gorya Paramaanantra.

Thyme didn't want to leave Gorya for a second. It didn't mean he was going to go hungry. He could only imagine what Gorya would say. "You need to eat, you maniac." Thyme called placed a call to Tia, asking her to bring him something to eat.

Between jet lag and worrying over Gorya and the baby, he watched as a nurse entered his wife's room, attaching a tube to Gorya's IV. After the nurse left, he had let himself rest, closing his eyes until Tia would arrived.

Thyme was sleeping as well as he could in the chair right by Gorya's bedside. He was aware he was still sleeping but it was strange. All of a sudden the room was a dark emerald green shade. Thyme was alert when he heard clapping. He was glanced up and saw Gorya was still out of it. He got out of the chair moved though out the room. He turned and faced the mirror. There, he saw himself but it wasn't him. Looking into that copies eyes, there was such anger. Looking into the younger version of himself in the eye, he saw a lacked of emotion. It was the old him, the guy who loved to bully. "Hello, Self. You really me convinced. Great acting."