I followed Claire’s orders.
“Claire, tell me. What are her chances of surviving this?”
Claire’s face was grim, her lips twisted as she thought of the way to answer me.
“I don’t know what her injuries are. If she’s fractured her spine, or has massive internal bleeding, she’ll be in for a big struggle.”
“And the baby?”
“The bleeding is probably an indication of a placental abruption, so the baby is still alive. But we need to get her to the hospital for a C-section as soon as possible.”
“How long do they have?” I asked.
Claire shook her head. “I don’t know, Sam. I honestly don’t know. But we need to get her to hospital. Now.”
I could hear sirens.
I didn’t know how much time had passed but Celeste was getting paler by the minute.
Claire glanced behind her. “Oh, thank God, they’re here. Tayte’s gonna bring them down, but we may need to help them through the brush. This isn’t an easy spot to get to.”
I growled, loudly. “You get Tayte away from her, or I’ll kill him. This is all his fault.”
“Sam…”
“Claire, I’m serious.”
“Fine. I’ll go get the paramedics.”
Claire disappeared and someone called out to me.
I looked up and Dane was throwing down a pair of rolled up jeans. They snagged on a tree, then fell down in the dirt.
I grabbed them and pulled them on.
That would have been fun to explain to the humans, why I was naked and in the middle of the forest with an unconscious woman.
It was going to be hard enough as it was.
“Here she is.”
Two men with a stretcher hurried over and Claire pulled me out of the way.
“She’s thirty-six weeks pregnant and bleeding. We’ll need to prep the OR for an emergency C-section as soon as we get back.”
The men tied Celeste to the white stretcher and carried her off to an ambulance.
“I’ll ride with her.” Claire said to me. “Get your car and drive to the hospital. I’ll meet you there.”
I nodded.
I didn’t want to let Claire take her, but there was nothing more I could do. And there was no extra room in the back of that tiny ambulance with her. I could see that.
So, I trusted Dexter’s mate to take care of Celeste.
I had to.
As the ambulance drove off, I was left with a sinking, horrible feeling. One of pure grief and despair.