Page 41 of Ghost

“With what he has been through, he is going to want to see for himself that you are okay. Just a few bumps and bruises,” Mac said.

“I forgot, you know him through the others.”

“Yes, though I don’t know the men as well as I do the women. I came after Carly called Bailey at the office. Bailey said she will come after she reschedules my patients. Carly is in the waiting room pacing. She’d been at the sheriff’s station when the accident was called in.” I opened my eyes.

“How long have I been here?” I asked.

“Maybe an hour. I arrived right after the ambulance.” Mac turned as a nurse rushed in.

“Dr. Monroe, we have a very irate man in the ER demanding to see Ms. Madison. And he’s with several others,” the nurse said breathlessly. It seemed Brax had arrived.

“Show him back, Deborah,” Mac said, and as the nurse turned to walk out, the curtain was drawn to the side as a man pushed a machine into the area.

“Here’s the ultrasound machine that was ordered. I’ll come back and get it later,” the man said, and Mac nodded.

Mac plugged in the machine and hit some buttons. “Well, as soon as daddy gets here, we’ll take a peek and see how the baby is doing.”

“Mac?”

“Don’t ask for problems, Luna. This is just a precau—”

“Luna,” Brax said, cutting off Mac as he stepped through the curtain and walked straight to me. “Goddammit, you scared ten years off my fucking life.”

Brax ran his hand over my head, then held my chin and gently moved my head back and forth. I raised my hand and cupped his cheek, and his eyes met mine. I saw worry and fear, and it broke my heart that I was the reason for it.

“Doc, fill me in?” Brax asked, and Mac informed him of everything she knew.

“The lump she got from the window, the brow not sure. Dr. Meaznan cleaned out a couple shards of plastic from the laceration. Figured the airbag’s force could’ve broken sunglasses and she’d been cut that way.”

“I’m going to be okay, Brax,” I said.

He cleared his throat, then I watched his nostrils flare as he took a deep breath. “The baby?”

“Well, you showed up just in time. We are about to check on it,” Mac said as she moved beside the bed and rolled the machine closer.

Brax moved until he stood by my head and faced the screen. I grabbed his hand as Mac lifted my gown and adjusted it after she propped my legs in the stirrups. Once she inserted the wand, she turned the machine on.

“Ready, Mom and Dad?” she asked, and neither Brax or I spoke, we only nodded. “Alright, here we go.”

“I don’t know how you tell what is what,” I said and squinted at the monitor.

“I’m with you there, baby,” Brax said and squeezed my hand.

“Everything looks good. I’d hoped since you are going into your seventh week we’d get to see a good picture. Couldn’t be much better than this,” Mac said and looked at us and smiled.

“Thank God,” Brax said and leaned over and kissed my forehead. “Want to tell us what we are looking at.”

“Well, first let’s see if we can pick up heartbeats.” Mac messed with a couple of buttons, and the thump-thump thump-thump sounded.

Tears filled my eyes as I listened to the sound and focused on the screen. It was hard to believe the sound was coming from the little spot on the monitor.

“Oh my God, it does look like a raisin. I knew I was pregnant and a tiny life grew inside me, but I don’t really think the magnitude of that had sunk in until now,” I said in awe.

Mac pointed out the head and the spots where the ears, nose, and mouth were. After she had done that, it was easier to see.

“Does their shadow always reflect like that?” Brax asked as he leaned in closer to the monitor. Mac grinned.

“No, that isn’t a shadow. That would be baby number two,” she said and looked at both of us and waited.

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