The baby was healthy. Healthy. They had a son. Adrienne let out a sigh of relief that quickly stuttered into a sob, and she leaned into her husband again. It was over. They’d done their duty and everyone had survived. Everyone except -

She frowned. “I’m…I’m sick.” The words took a while to get to her, moving through her mind at a snail’s pace. The past few minutes - hours - suddenly hit her and Adrienne felt her breath quicken. She was sick enough that Cash wanted to call her father and brother to be by her side. “Don’t - no,” she let out, struggling to sit up. Her muscles screamed at her. Everything hurt. Her voice hurt.

“No, don’t call papa and Ari, they’ll- ” Oh, the whole world started to spin out of control. “Don’t call them, they’ll only worry.”