Chapter Twelve

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"Oh, Ollie, come look at this rocking chair. It matches the theme, and it comes in teal." Julian said as he shoved his IPad in front of my face. I reeled away from the screen so I could see it better and smiled at the IPad.

"Definately. I love the teal too, it will go well with the color theme of the room."I tell him as I go back to looking at cribs. I have to pick out four I like, two black, and two white, but then they also have to be the same one because they have to match. It's really difficult and all everyone is doing is making me more stressed about the situation.

"So, how is Callen doing? No one has let me in to see him." I ask Julian giving him a sideways look. He shifts around in his seat before turning to me and sighing.

"I don't know, all I know is that he has had the baby, but there was a lot of complications and they aren't sure if either are going to be okay." Julian said. I could see the hurt and fear written on his features. A look that has been etched onto all of our faces since Callen was emmited to the infirmary.

He said he felt cramps and assumed he was just having stomach pains. Until he started bleeding. He was rushed to the infirmary and they have only let Sampson and Graham into the room since.

"I feel terrible. I'm all happy to being pregnant and I haven't even really thought about the pain Graham must be feeling of losing his youngest pup and mate. I feel terrible for being happy." I mutter as my eyes fills with tears. Ever since I was told I was pregnant it's almost as if all the hormones just poured out of me.

Now, a little more then a month being pregnant, I already look like a normal human would in their fourth month of their pregnancy. I'm already a fourth of the way down with my pregnancy, but everything seems to be falling apart.

"Don't be, Ollie. We all want you to be happy after what happened. And I know what is happening is terrible, but you need to have a piece of happiness in your life. Otherwise, what is there to really live for?" Julian said as he reached forward and grabbed onto my trembling hands.

"I feel horible though, if I could see him it would make it easier, but they aren't letting us see him." I whine as I bury my face into his neck. Our baby bumps bump against eachother making us giggle quickly before becoming serious again.

"I'll talk with Sampson, I'm sure he'll understand how you are feeling and will give you a chance to see him. Everyone's really anxious right now though, expecially Sampson and Graham, for obvious reasons. I just don't want to push to many of his buttons." Julian muttered as he pet my head. I wanted to tell him I wasn't a dog, but I kind of am, a wolf is in the dog family, so I would be in the wrong not him.

"Okay, I don't have to see him, but I really want to, and if you can convince Sampson, then thank you, because I'm really worried." Julian nods again before standing up and waddling down the hall to his and Sampson's room, Sampson went in there and hasn't come out since, he is really taking Callen's near death hard, he thinks of Callen as a little brother, and he wants to protect him, and he can't, because some things you can't protect people from, like he couldn't protect me from all the pain I was soon to feel. He could try, they all could, but eventually they would stop, because not anyone could handle or stop the pain of another person.

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