***Nash's P.O.V.***
I hear a loud thud and Cameron screaming at Desserea to wake up. When I rush over to them, I see Desserea unconscious and Cameron crying by her side. "Nash! Hayes! Help!" he sobs uncontrollably, probably too weak to do anything. I pick her up, bridal style, as she lays frozen in my arms. I set her on the couch and tell Hayes to go get a bucket of water filled with ice and a towel. Cameron didn't even come in, he's still sobbing in the driveway. Hayes quickly comes back and sets the ice bucket next to me. I press my ear to her chest, thank god her heart is still beating.
"Want me to go get Cameron?" Hayes asks me, as I drench the small towel in the ice bucket. I nod and he scrambles outside to go get Cam, while I still try to find out what's wrong with Desserea.
"Nash, what happened?" my concentration is cut off by Alandra coming into the room. "Holy shit! What's wrong with Desserea?" she sets down Ellie and comes to my side next to the couch.
"I don't know, but she passed out and I don't think the baby is moving." I set the damp towel on Desserea's forehead, and pray that Cameron and Hayes will be here soon. Hayes finally brings Cameron in, who is a mess.
"Cam, take Ellie into the other room and don't come out until I say," I order him. He's too weak to answer, so he takes Ellie into my room while the rest of us work on Des. The Jack's and Grace come out soon, and offer a hand as well. Good thing Grace is super good at telling what's wrong in situations like these.
"Nothing bad, she just passed out from stress. But I don't think the baby's moving," Grace says as she examines Desserea. Worry melts my heart, knowing that Cameron will be devastated. "Wait! She's waking up!" Grace hushed everyone. Desserea wearily sits up and rubs her forehead, but falls back down.
"What happened to me?" she mumbles, to me. I exchange a few looks with Grace before asking her if she can feel the baby moving.
"Yes, I can feel the baby moving, but it hurts." she says, while scanning her eyes across the room, probably looking for Cameron. "Where's Cam?" she asks.
"He's with Ellie in the other room, stay here and I'll go get him," I say. I briskly walk to the room where Cameron and Ellie are. Ellie is in his lap, facing him, while playing with his hair.
"Cam, she's awake"
***Cameron's P.O.V.***
My heart leaps when Nash speaks. She's awake. I don't know what I'd do if she wasn't. I walk into the living room and see Des laying on the couch, awake. My knees drop to the floor and I let out a few sobs before I can even get to her side.
"Cam, it's okay. I'm awake now," she comes over and slightly strokes my back with her soft hands. I look up, and stare into her diamond shined eyes. They are red and bloodshot, but still sparkling in the middle.
"I. Couldn't. Go. On. With. Out. You." I say in between a few ripening cries. Her face drops, but then swipes upward into a faint smile.
"It's okay. Tomorrow we leave for Maui and everything there will be fine." she places her lips on my forehead, and then helps me up. When I'm standing up, I'm about half a foot taller than her. She pulls me into a hug, and starts to sigh deeply. "Oh, and I have a surprise for you in Maui," she smirks.
Being mindful of her baby bump, I pull her even closer to me,"As do I.". Before she can say anything, her phone starts vibrating in her pocket. She pulls it out, and her face goes solid.
"It-It's Callie," she stutters. Oops, I kinda forgot to tell Callie not to contact Des until tomorrow.
"Well, she's your sister that you haven't talked to in about six years, so you should talk to her," I give her a few hints to answer it, but she declines the call and resumes our conversation. She's, once again, interrupted but this time by a few screams.
"Ma-Ma! Da-Da!"
I dash to the room Ellie remains in, as Desserea tries running as fast as she can without hurting the baby. I run into the room, and find Ellie stuck under a fallen bookshelf.
"Oh my god! Baby girl, are you okay?" I lift the book case off of her and pick her up. She wraps her arms around my neck, as I hold her tight. Desserea finally reaches the room, and easily notices what has happened.
"A man wif dawk hair push thingy on me!" Ellie yelps in her cute baby language. A man with dark hair...Damian!
"How did the man get in sweetie," Des calmly says to Eleanor, who's head is resting on my shoulder. She lifts up her head and points at the open window. The curtains are slowly blowing in the small breeze that's sneaking in through the wide open window.
The morning better come soon, or we'll be in a lot of trouble.
Heyyyy! I realized that I hadn't updated in a couple of weeks and I finally was able to pull this together and update. So don't judge if it's not the best but at least it's something.
-Rose🌹
