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“Can it be fixed?” Major quietly asked.

“I’ve done one before,” said Gray. “Successfully. It’s very risky, but we can open the uterus and place the fetus back inside through an incision. It’s more dangerous for her than the baby, but there may not be another choice.”

“Please, Gray,” he pleaded, swallowing back tears.

“Baby, don’t get ahead of yourself,” she said, squeezing his hand. “I have to see her and see the tests. All we’re looking at is a man’s handwriting telling me it is what it is. I want to see for myself, and we have all the equipment on this plane if need be.”

“You mean perform surgery here?” he asked in a panicked voice. “It’s just you and Ally.”

“Don’t be stupid,” said the big masculine voice, slapping the back of his head. Doc and Cruz plopped in the seats beside him. “We’re here. We were just making sure everything was ready in the back if we needed to do this in the air.”

“That’s too dangerous!”

“We may not have a choice, Major,” said Gray. “I need you to remain calm. You getting excited won’t help the situation. Try to get some sleep.”

He didn’t get to sleep. In fact, he wasn’t sure that he even breathed the entire time he was on the plane. By the time they reached the hospital, he was pumped full of caffeine and adrenaline. If anyone had tried to stop him, he would have started a war.

Luckily, Gray’s friend was waiting for them and escorted them upstairs. Gray stayed in the hallway, reviewing all of the information given to her, as Major stepped inside the room.

Elena was sound asleep, her friend in the chair beside her. The woman turned, smiling at him.

“She was right. You’re spectacular.” Major grinned at her, giving a low chuckle as he shook his head.

“Thank you for calling me. I’ve tried to get her to come to me,” he said.

“I know. She’s stubborn,” she smiled. “You’ll have to deal with that now. I’m going to head home and pack her bags for you. You get her to leave this damn place before they hurt her.”

“Hurt her?”

“Men have been coming in and out of here for days now. Men only. Don’t you think that’s weird?”

“Very,” he growled. She patted his arm and started to leave. Major opened the door, waving over Brix. “Will you go with Daphne to get Elena’s things?”

“Damn right, I will,” said Brix. Daphne looked at the men in the hallway, then back at Major.

“What the hell do they feed you Americans?”

“Let’s go, beautiful,” smiled Brix. “I’d love to learn all about you.”

Major just shook his head, then turned to head back into the room. He sat beside the bed, gently taking Elena’s hand in his own. She moved slightly, then opened her eyes.

“Am I dreaming?” she whispered.

“No, baby. You’re not dreaming.” He kissed her sweetly, then kissed the back of her hand. “Why didn’t you call me, Elena? Why? I made my feelings clear to you. I love you.”

“You never said that,” she sniffed.

“I told Daphne to tell you, but I should have done it. You’re right. I’m sorry. I’ve never told a woman that I loved her before, except for my mother and that does not count in this scenario. I’m crazy about you, honey. We’re going to be parents,” he smiled.

“You’re happy?”

“Happy? Are you fucking kidding me? I’m so happy I can’t stand it,” he laughed.

“The doctor won’t let me leave. He said he would get a court order and force me to abort the baby.”

“Not happening. I have a small army out there,” he grinned. There was a knock on the door, and Sebastian smiled at them.

“Hi, beautiful,” he grinned. “Feel like visitors?”

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