Page 112 of Surprised By Love

“I don’t know. Jess said she called the station when the line went dead. That is all we know.”

We pull up to the scene and I see an ambulance speeding away, sirens blaring.

I slam on the brakes and Vicki and I are out of the SVU running towards Mac, standing on the side of the road with Ethan.

I glance over to see a three-car accident. The front of Sam’s car smashed against a tree and two other cars in the ditch.

“Mac, what happened?” I ask as we reach them. My heart pounds out of my chest as I watch the ambulance drive out of sight. It takes everything in me not to jump back in my car and follow it. “Is she okay?”

Ethan and Mac look at each other.

“Please,” Vicki begs. “Please tell me my sister’s, okay?” She looks between the two men.

Ethan reaches out and places his hand on Vicki’s arm. “She’s in the ambulance on its way to Pineridge Medical. She was in and out of consciousness when they loaded her into the ambulance. They’re going to run some tests to make sure everything is alright.”

I pull my brother into a hug. “Thank you.”

He claps me on the back in response.

“You guys go to the hospital and we’ll be there after we get the rest of this situated,” Mac says.

I look over at Vicki, tears streaming down her face. “Come on, Vicki, let’s go see Sam.” I put my arm around her, trying to console her as we rush to my vehicle.

I glance over at Vicki and she’s staring out the window in a daze. I don’t blame her. If I didn’t have to drive, I would be the same way. I turn my eyes back to the road, the snow still falling.

I pray everything is okay with Sam and the baby. What was she doing out in this weather, and why was she alone? I swallow the lump forming in my throat that feels more like a boulder.

I don’t know how I will deal if I lose her or the baby. Seeing the sign for Pineridge Medical, I pull into the parking lot and find a place to park.

We run through the emergency doors and right to the blonde woman standing behind the desk. “Sam Langfield. Where is she?” I bark out, not meaning to sound so gruff.

“Are you family?” The woman wearing purple scrubs with polka dots on the top asks.

“I’m her boy—”

“I’m her sister.” Vicki interrupts, knowing they won’t tell me anything since I’m just the boyfriend.

“One sec,” the woman says, and types something into the computer. “She’s stable, but we are running more tests.”

“Tests? What tests?” I ask, trying to calm my voice. The woman looks at me, then at Vicki. Vicki nods her head as in giving her permission to speak in front of me. Which I’m grateful for.

“She regained consciousness for a few minutes when she was in the ambulance, but hasn’t woken since. We’re running some tests to find out why.”

“The baby?” I choke out, trying to keep my emotions at bay.

“The baby is fine. Heartbeat is strong.”

Vicki nods. “Can we see her?”

The woman walks around the desk and motions for us to follow her. I don’t move. Why won’t she wake up?

Vicki grabs my hand and I link mine with hers, grateful for the support.

I stand frozen in place when we reach room 305. There are machines all over the place, tubes hooked up to her, her head wrapped in a bandage, and a harsh realization dawns on me.

I could have lost her today. I could still lose her.

They say she’s stable, but anything can happen. I’ve wasted two weeks being angry with her and I could have been spending this time with her. Maybe she wouldn’t have been in Pineridge today and never would have gotten in that accident if we were together.

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