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“Major, my name is Daphne. I’m Elena’s friend. She’s been staying with me for the last few weeks.”

“Is everything alright? Is she alright?” he asked.

“I’m sort of glad that your voice is panicked. I can tell that you care for her. She’s not well, and she wouldn’t let me call you any earlier.”

“Not well? What do you mean?” The others looked at him, frowning.

“She didn’t want me to call you, Major, but I think she needs help. Right now, she’s in the hospital, and they’re telling her she needs surgery.”

“Surgery? For what? What the hell is happening?” His voice was shaking with uncertainty and panic.

“I see. She didn’t tell you anything at all, did she?”

“No, she didn’t tell me anything. She said she was enjoying her time with you and might stay there. Please, just tell me what’s going on?” he asked.

“If you know a specialist, perhaps bring them with you. Elena is pregnant. The pregnancy is apparently high-risk, and they are telling her to abort the child. She refuses.” Before she finished her sentence, Major was up and walking toward Luke and the others.

“I’ll be there in five hours.”

“Five hours? That’s impossible unless you’re in Europe.”

“I’ll be there in five hours. Just tell her to hold on and don’t do a damn thing until I arrive. Oh, and Daphne. Tell her I love her.”

“What the hell is happening?” asked Brix.

“Elena is pregnant, and they’re telling her it’s a high-risk pregnancy, and she needs to abort the baby. I’m going over there and bringing her back.”

“Is this the archaeologist that helped you?” asked Cam.

“Yes. Please, Cam. I need to go,” said Major.

“I think we need to send a few with you. I’ll get Gray and Ally. You guys get your gear. Brix, Sebastian, Forrest, and Alistair. Just in case,” said Cam.

“Thank you, Cam.”

“Just bring your girl home.”

CHAPTER FOUR

While in the air, Gray contacted the hospital in London to speak with the attending physician. She’d never been so angry in all her life. He refused to give her any information at all and warned her to stay away from his patient. A little professional courtesy would have gone a long way for her, but he wasn’t giving even a little.

“Something is wrong, Major. This guy refused to even speak with me. He should have at least afforded me some professional courtesy,” said Gray.

“Doctor-patient confidentiality?”

“No. He refused to say a word. He even threatened me if I came near his patient.”

“Shit. What are we going to do when we get there?” asked Brix.

“I’ve called an old friend who is head of oncology at the hospital. He’s working with the administrators and the hospital security team to let them know that we’re welcome. Something is wrong, though. He shouldn’t be acting this way.”

“God, what she must be going through,” said Major, running his hand through his hair. “I’ve been calling her, begging her to come. She must have thought I wouldn’t want her and the baby.”

“Before anyone says something stupid,” said Ally, “tech got me her records. She’s seven weeks pregnant, which fits perfectly with when she and Major were together.” He smiled at the woman, nodding a thank you.

“What else did the records say?” asked Sebastian.

“They’re claiming the pregnancy is ectopic. The fetus has attached itself outside the uterus.”

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