Of Flame and Light by Cecy Robson

Author:Cecy Robson [Robson, Cecy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Cecy Robson, LLC
Published: 2016-10-17T21:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seventeen

I ignore the lingering pain and run toward the rear staircase behind Shayna. “Call Aric,” I yell.

“I did, he’s on his way.”

We move fast, reaching the next level. “Where’s Emme?”

“She’s with Ceel now.” She turns around so quick, I almost crash into her, fear skimming her features. “Ceel won’t let her near her.”

“What?” I glance down the hall toward her and Aric’s room. “But Emme can heal her, help her.”

She shakes her head slowly. “I’m not sure if she can, T.”

I push past her, running into the room without bothering to knock. Celia is sitting on her side of the bed, her legs dangling from the edge as she curls forward and into her belly. Emme is kneeling in front of her, her eyes glistening with tears.

“She won’t let me touch her,” she says.

I don’t know how I get there, I’m just suddenly beside her. “What’s wrong?”

Celia shakes her head slowly, her breaths are labored and it’s like she can’t speak. “Ceel,” I say. “You have to tell us what’s wrong so we can help you.”

Again, she simply shakes her head.

“Jesus,” I say, rising.

Alice is standing in the corner, watching her with curiosity and clearly not with the panic currently engulfing us. Shayna is in the bathroom running water. I think she’s filling the tub and I rush in there to wash my hands and help her.

When I reach the sink, I realize she’s filling a small basin. “She seems hot,” she says, barely getting the words out. “Let’s try and cool her off.”

“Good idea,” I say, drying my hands quickly and reaching for a stack of washcloths beneath the sink.

I touch her skin with the back of my hand when we run back into the bedroom. Celia is warm, and her face flushed a deep red. But the temperature seems off. It’s not hot enough to gather perspiration along her brow, but that’s what’s happening.

Shayna’s on her phone, speaking fast. “I need you guys to get here,” she says. “Please, Koda. I need you here now.”

“We’re coming, baby,” he says. “We’re almost to you.”

“Here. Lie down,” I whisper, edging closer to ease Celia down.

“Don’t move me,” she says, her voice barely registering. “I’m all right.”

“No, you’re not,” I say, fearing the worst.

My sisters and I are nurses by trade. Emme worked in Hospice, Shayna and Celia specialized in Labor and Delivery, and I worked in the Cardiac Catheterization Lab.

Celia retired from nursing when she decided to take a job kicking ass for the vamps. I took leave to get my arm and life together. We’re seasoned nurses and good at our jobs. But right now, we’re practically helpless.

I soak a washcloth and wring out the excess. “Ceel, you have to tell us what you’re feeling.” I run the washcloth along her forehead, patting her skin gently. “Are you in pain, does it hurt?”

She lifts her chin, her lids heavy what appears to be exhaustion. “It’s the baby,” she whispers.

My hands fall away as tires screech to a stop in front of our house.

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