Kim sat up gasping for air as she saw Tommy floating in water again.
"It's okay. It's okay."
"I saw him!"
"Drink this."
"I don't want any damn tea! I want my husband! I saw him! Have you searched the island."
"We have coast guards searching that island inside and out. But as of now, survivors, it doesn't look like.."
"NOO! My husband is alive! He promise me forever!"
"We are still hopeful, Mrs. Oliver. But the last ship off that island was yesterday and your husband reportedly wasn't on that boat. He stayed behind."
"I saw him. He's out there. He's hurt!" Kim groaned and held her stomach.
"You need to calm down for that baby's sake."
"I am calm!" Kim looked at her. "I want my husband."
Pacing around for over 4, 5 hours now. Kim was carrying Mackenzie around. It was Kim's fault. She yelled at Mack causing her to burst into tears, Kim felt so bad, that she quickly picked her up and carried her, crying with her. Mrs. Oliver hugged them.
"I can't live with him. I can't do this without Tommy."
"I know, baby." Mrs. Oliver rubbed her back. "I know." Officer Kay's phone went off.
"Did you find him? Did you find him?"
"We're sorry. Nothing as of yet."
"They aren't looking hard enough! He's out there!"
"Kim, please! Sit down." Kim sat down holding Mackenzie. She was sleeping but awake once Kim yelled. Mrs. Oliver took the child. Madison came and stood between Kim's legs. She laid on Kim's belly. Kim rubbed her head.
"Mommy, ok?"
"No." She picked her up. "Mommy needs Daddy."
That night, Kimberly got so frustrated as she laid in bed, she quickly started packing a small bag. Mrs. Oliver was sitting at the table with her husband drinking tea as Kim came downstairs dressed with her bag.
"Kimberly, where are you going?"
"I can't stay here and wait. Not while I know my husband is out there, dying."
"Kim, you are not making any sense. You cannot leave."
"I have to find him!"
"There are officers, coast guards..."
"I don't care! He's out there and I know it. I see him hurt! I feel it! And I'm the only one who can find him."
"You are over 5 months pregnant. You need to stay put and relax."
"Would you?"
"Excuse me?"
"If you could see your husband, know where he is, feel his breaths, would you stay?"
"I'm not pregnant."
"Would you stay!" Kim yelled. "I see him, every time I close my eyes, I see him out there. He's sooo cold, just soo cold." Mrs. Oliver hugged her.
"Then go get him." Kim looked up.
"You trust me?"
"Yes. I know you will find him."
"Take care of my girls."
"Kim, I'm.."
"Trust me. I'll back, with Tommy." Kim took her jacket, keys and purse. "I'll be back." Mrs. Oliver nodded.
Kim found the coast guard tower set up to find her husband after a long drive. She fought to get into the main room. The head captain, David Smith, who set up the recovery search party tried to send Kim back home. Kim stole some maps, flashlights and boat. Around 4pm, a boat captain came into the tower and reported his boat was gone. David thought a minute, then ran to Kim's room
"Shit!" A worker came in with some maps.
"Sir, we have a problem."
"What?"
"There's a storm coming."
"Great. What's your frequency!"
Kimberly didn't know where she was looking, but she pointed the boat in the direction her heart and soul told her. The radio came on.
"Mrs. Oliver. Mrs. Oliver, do you read me, over?" Kimberly had found the locator button and turned it off before heading out into the ocean. She knew they would find her and bring her back if they could. "Mrs. Oliver, turn on your radio now!"
"What?"
"Mrs. Oliver, come back, please."
"No!"
"Mrs. Oliver, you are in no condition to be out there. There is a stor.." Click. Kim turned off the radio and pulled the cords out so she couldn't hear anything else.
"I must find my husband." The rain came before the sun could settle and didn't let up. The tiny ship was pounded by the waves and winds. Kimberly got tossed around the ship. She tried to hold on tight to the wheel, but the waves and rain was strong. Kim felt a sharp pain. "Tommy?" She clicked on her locator as she spotted debris. David was sitting by the satellite when a signal came on. Kimberly struggled with putting ship anchor down as the boat rocked. She reached and pulled Tommy into the back of the ship. She hugged him and cried. Tommy woke slightly.
"Kim?"
"I've got you. I love you." She kissed him as the rain fell heavily still. Helicopters flew around the ship. Kim and Tommy rushed to the nearest hospital. Tommy's parents got the call that they were found and safe.
Tommy's parents and the children came into the hospital, 3 hours later. Kimberly was in her room resting. Tommy was up in surgery for his broken rib that pierced his lung. Kim sat up. The girls ran to her bed and climbed in with some help.
"How is he?"
"In surgery. A rib cut his lung, so they are fixing that. He's got a conscious. But the doctors say he'll be fine."
"Thank god."
"I can't believe you found him." David Smith stood there.
"I can't believe it either. The current maps we had assured out, your husband couldn't have been pushed in that direction, but I was wrong."
"I'm just glad to have found him."
"We all are."
Few weeks later, Tommy was released from the hospital. He laid in his bed, awake, rubbing Kim's belly. She touched his hand.
"Are you okay?" She moved to his chest. "You want something to eat or drink?"
"No."
"You sure?"
"Yea." She hugged him. "How did you find me?"
"The same way you knew I was going into labor. We are connected." He kissed her forehead. "Besides, there is no way mister, I would let you leave me with Trisha, the twins and this little one." They both laughed.
"I could never leave you."
