Page 117 of Somewhere We Belong

“Medic!”

My head whipped towards the sound as firemen and a few other people rushed toward the ambulance. I was pushed aside as a few moms tried to rush over, but a few police officers held us back.

“Hello?” Genevieve answered her phone. “What? Ok, yes. Well, I’ll ask her.”

“They found them,” she whispered, and I cried in relief.

Camila grabbed my hand and maneuvered us out of the crowd following Genevieve.

“They are heading to Monroe’s hospital,” Genevieve said, as we climbed into the truck and Camila drove like a mad woman.

If I wasn’t fearful for my life, I think I would have cried the entire way there. Camila left us at the entrance to the ER as she went to find a parking spot. As soon as we walked in Colt, Luke, Jude and Forest were talking to what looked like a mountain man.

“Colt,” I called out and he turned quickly.

“Cielo,” he said, as he caught me in his arms.

“Are they ok?” I whimpered.

“They’re fine,” he breathed. “They were dehydrated and hungry, Atlas was the only one hurt with a broken leg. Theo and Sol are getting checked out as a precautionary measure and given fluids.”

“Oh, my god,” I cried. “I need to see them.”

“I bet you can see Sol,” he said, pulling away.

I quickly hugged Jude and Luke.

“This is Aiden, he helped Search and Rescue since he knows these mountains well, he is the one who found them,” Colt said, and before I could think clearly, I hugged him too.

“Thank you so much,” I cried.

“I’m glad we were able to find them,” he said, patting my back.

“We owe you so much,” I said, still hugging him when I felt Colt behind me.

“Ok, too much, thanks,” Colt said, tugging me back.

“Not enough,” I grumbled, “And look, he’s married,” I said, spotting his ring.

Aiden chuckled. “My wife works here as a nurse.”

“Well, thank you so much,” I said.

I rushed to the front desk where I was let through right away. A nurse showed me to a small room, and she pulled the curtain back. Sol was covered in dirt, talking animatedly to Iris who was holding her hand.

“Sweetheart,” I whispered.

“Momma!” Sol cried out, as I rushed to her.

I wanted to crush her to me, but I was afraid she was hurt.

“Baby girl,” I cried, holding her against me.

Thinking I might lose her was the worst pain imaginable. No parent should have to go through that pain.

“Are you ok? How are you feeling?” I asked, noticing she was hooked up to an IV.

“They said she's doing great, a little dehydrated, but overall, they say she looks great,” Iris said.

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