Sweeter Tease (Sequel To Sweet Tease)

Chapter Five

{This chapter has mention of a miscarriage and touches on Octavia's emotions that come with it. It is a trigger warning for anyone and everyone. Read at your own discretion.}

{Octavia's Point of View}

I snarled at everyone who tried to touch my wife as I carried her through the halls.  I could have had anyone call the emergency services, but I was faster than all of them.  Winifred wasn't answering me as I spoke softly to her.  The other staff held the doors as I ran through the hallways.  A student opened the front door for me, and I dashed out, thanking him as I ran past.

I ran to my parked car and managed to unlock it, placing my unconscious wife in the passenger seat as gently as I could without hurting her more than she already was, trying not too freak out too much about her pained whimpers.  Pulling my arm out from under her legs, I noticed that my arm was covered in blood.  I felt my body heat up and I felt fear creep up my spine.

I took a deep breath and shut the door as best I could so she wasn't hit with the door.  I got into the drivers seat and squealed my tires, taking off to the hospital.

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Panting as I stood in front of the check-in counter, I held a still bleeding Winifred.  The secretary didn't want to give me her attention, so I snarled deep in my throat.  She wasn't a creature in my pack, nor one I had seen in the town before, but she looked up at me with wide eyes as I clacked my teeth.

"My wife is bleeding, and I need her seen right now."

The secretary rolled her eyes and popped her bubble gum.

"Everyone thinks their case is the most important.  Take a number and wait in line."

She pointed to the rolling number check-in, and waved her hand, dismissing me.  I snarled deeper in my throat and bared my fangs, the menace in my voice darker than I expected.

"Call a nurse down here now."

I stepped closer to her, now feeling blood rolling down my arm.  I looked down at my wife, who whimpered and snuggled closer to my body, her face paler than before.  When I looked back up, the secretary was pointing at the numbers again.  I looked behind me and noticed that there was nobody in the lobby.  Before I had a chance to tear the secretary a new one, a nurse barreled her way out of the door to the rest of the hospital.

She cut her statement short when she saw me standing in front of the check-in station with Winifred.  She came over to me and did a quick glance at Winifred and then motioned for me to follow her.  She glared at the secretary as we left.

"I'll deal with you later."  

The nurse walked quickly to a room and got all of our information (murmuring about the useless secretary), and when she got us to a room, she moved so that I could set Winifred on the bed and hooked her up to the machines.  She moved quickly, making quick work of her duties.  She asked me a few more questions, and then left the room.  I whimpered as Winifred groaned softly, finally stirring on the bed.  I didn't even bother cleaning the blood off of my arm, instead choosing to move to my wife's side and holding her hand.

The nurse came back and took a few vials of blood, making sure to take the numbers on her machine and then left again.  I wanted to climb into the bed with my wife, but there honestly wasn't enough room.  That didn't bother me.  I scanned the room and moved what I could safely move and climbed into the bed with my wife, snuggling into her side.  I made sure not to disturb her as best I could, but I needed to be close to her.

I was woken up by a clearing of a throat.  Even though I was groggy, I snarled, which had the doctor releasing fear pheromones.  He shook the documents he had in his hands and cleared his throat again.

"Mrs. Montgomery?  If you'd step outside with me?  I've got a few things to discuss with you about your wife."

I squirmed away from Winifred and made sure she was comfy before I followed the doctor out of the room.  He held the documents in front of him as he looked at me.  He looked uncomfortable, but also worried, if the crease in his forehead was anything to go by.

"It seems your wife was roughly seven weeks pregnant.  With twins.  However, her body rejected the pregnancy and she miscarried.  We haven't found a reason specifically; is there anything that has been stressing her out at home?"

As he finished speaking, I felt empty.  Numb to the world.  Tears started flowing down my face as I cried.  He reached his hand out and placed it on my shoulder, rubbing gently.

"I'm sorry for your loss.  We are doing our best to get her stable from the stress of the miscarriage.  I'd like to keep her overnight and keep an eye on her, to make sure things don't get worse."

I nodded, not looking at him.  I couldn't believe it.  Winifred had been pregnant.  And I caused her miscarriage.  The doctor removed his hand from my shoulder.

"I'm going to make my rounds.  I'll stop by in a little bit to check on your wife.  Please stop any of the nurses or myself if you have any questions or need anything."

I nodded and walked back into the room, tears still flowing down my face.  I climbed back into the bed with my wife and snuggled against her, trying not to wake her with my quiet sobbing.

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{Next chapter is going to be in Winifred's point of view about the miscarriage and then we'll go back to the plot.  Winifred hasn't gotten enough love since Janessa died.

Much love,

CAEON}