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“Brock. I was about to call you. Slater isn’t answering his phone, and I got a call that Susie’s in labor. I’ve called a taxi and Uber, but they both said they’re about twenty minutes until one will get to me.”

“Don’t worry about the taxi or Uber. I’ll be there in fifteen. It’s quiet, and Kegon said he’d cover for me for the last few hours.”

“Thank you. I will be ready.”

Brock disconnected and thanked Kegon as he got what he needed and went down to his car. He called Slater again, leaving a message on his voice mail of what had happened and that he would have Sammy with him.

He made it to Sammy’s house in record time, parking in the driveway behind the Commodore he taught Sammy to drive in. Brock got out of the car only to see Sammy shutting her front door.

“No, stay in the car. I said I would be ready.” Sammy walked over with a huge black handbag on her shoulder and opened the passenger door and sat down, putting her seatbelt on. Sammy clutched the bag to her. “I’m ready.”

Nodding he put his seatbelt back on and backed out of her driveway and drove in the direction of the hospital. Sammy sat quiet in the car for the drive. When they arrived at the hospital she stared at the building.

“Are you okay?”

Sammy shook her head. “No. I hate hospitals. They remind me of the times I ended up in them. The pain in my back and head and anywhere Greg broke hits me, reminding me of what he did. What I let him do.”

Brock and his bear wanted to rip Greg to shreds for what he had done to Sammy. He got out of the car and walked around. Opening her door, he pulled her out of the seat and hugged her tight. The bear part of him wanted to soothe her, hug her, and make sure she knew she would be safe from now on. The human side of him whispered that now was the perfect time to get the information he needed to help find out what happened with the Breakaway precinct.

“This visit will be a good one and will end with life being brought into the world.” Brock kissed her forehead. “This hospital is the one I met you in. It’s the one that we got Greg in and put him behind bars.” He stroked her hair. “And, angel, you didn’t let Greg do anything to you. Greg took choices away from you. Did you okay the doctor the first couple of times to tell the police, or did you do it yourself?” Brock squished the guilt he felt for using this moment to see if he could get information by repeating to himself that he was helping make sure something like what had happened to Sammy wouldn’t happen again.

“I did it with Susie the first time. I went in and reported Greg to his peers. I learnt never to do that again, when he came home. The next time Sandy and Susie did it, and a couple of times nothing was reported. The last time the doctor rang Susie. He knew of my bad experiences and offered help.” Brock felt Sammy straighten her shoulders. “I owe that doctor my life.” Sammy turned in his arms. “I want to do something for the doctor. Will you help me find out what Dr. James Domino wants and help me get it for him?”

Brock’s brain was in overdrive. He now knew that Greg had been reported not only by Sammy, but Susie and Sandy too, and nothing had been done. Brock wondered what else Breakaway had gotten away with. He was more determined now to find out what went wrong and who the culprits were.

“I will personally give Dr. Domino whatever he wants for contacting Susie and asking for help.”

Sammy smiled up at him. He’d slowly been walking them to the hospital as they talked. “Thank you. I feel better. You’re right, too. Not everything bad has happened in hospital. There was a lot of good, too.” Sammy held his hand, and together they walked in and to the reception to find out where they needed to be for Susie.

They went up the elevator to the maternity ward where he could see his brothers pacing back and forth outside of the room they were told to go.

“Why are you out here? You didn’t leave Susie alone in the room, did you?” Sammy glared at his brothers.

Blake snarled at her, and Brock was surprised when Sammy didn’t cower or back down. She narrowed her eyes and pointed at Blake.

“Don’t snarl. That’s not an answer.”

Brian groaned. “Mother is in with her. The doctor in there is trying to put an epidural in her back. Our bears just want to attack the man who’s doing it because it’s hurting Susie.”

Sammy tensed at the mention of his mother, but sighed when she heard yelling from the room. “I hate them right now. It should be their hands I cut circulation off to and curse at.”

Brock grabbed Blake as he went for the door. “Stay here until she has the epidural in. Sammy will go in, won’t you?”

Sammy looked at him, and Brock could see the debate in her eyes. Could she handle his mother, being in a hospital, and helping Susie in her time of need all at once? Sammy took a deep breath, nodded, opened the door and walked in.

Brock stayed quiet hoping his suggestion was right and his mother wouldn’t cause trouble. When nothing was heard for a while, Brock turned to his brothers. “Did they tell you how long she has to go until the babies could be here?”

“She shouldn’t be having the epidural as she’s already seven centimeters, but Susie insisted. She begged for a while, and the doctor gave in. They want her calmer to deliver the twins. The doctor said if she keeps dilating the way she is we’re looking at early morning.”

Brock had no idea if what Brian had said was good news or bad. “That’s great. Well I’m here for you, little brothers.” He patted his brothers on the back and sat on one of the chairs against the wall.

Ten minutes later a doctor walked out, and five minutes after that Sammy came out.

“Susie is ready for you both again.” Sammy came and sat next to him.

Blake and Brian went in the door to Susie.

Sammy surprised Brock when she snuggled against him. “Don’t ever leave me alone with your mother again,” she whispered.

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