A stew of emotions

Feelings of elation flooded over her before her panic set back in. "Ok Bianca," she said to herself "let's just make it to the hospital, that's all you have to do right now." She carefully stepped over the puddle of fluid on the foor and grabbed her keys and her purse.  Her phone was in the back pocket of her slacks.  She pulled her phone from her pocket and dialed Alice Leck office, leaving a message with the answering service that she was headed to the hospital.  The new voice mail notification flashed across her phone screen, of course, she thought, the missed call from Mississippi. While making her way to the car she listened to the voice mail message.

"Mrs. Holt, my name is Deputy Scott from the Lafayette county sheriff's.  I'm afraid there's been an accident involving your father Shane Shelk.  Please return my call as soon as possible. Thank you."

Bianca, now sitting in the drivers seat of her mercedes froze.  Dad had an accident, she spoke to herself, her voice trembling as a contraction wrapped around her again more powerful than even the last, she clenched her teeth and squeezed the steering wheel trying to force her lungs to inhale. She needed to get to the hospital and fast, it was never the plan to delivery traditionally and that was looking more and more likely with every passing moment.  As the contraction retreated Bianca comanded her high tech car to call June's cell and the call went directly to Junes voicemailbox.

Bishop was moving about within her wildly and painfully pelting on her cervix, she put the car in reverse and quickly headed out of the driveway, she knew she had to make haste to the hospital about 10 minutes away before another contraction came on.  "Call Tyler" she shouted at her car, straight to voicemail she was delivered.
"Tyler, my water broke...I'm on my way to the hospital, my dad had an accident please find out what you can, call me immediately. I love you."

Bianca tossed her phone into her bag. "Focus Bianca. Get there" she encouraged herself in the rear view mirror.  A stew of emotions bubbling with in her, excitement, panic, sadness, fear, frustration none more prominent that the other, she had to shut it all down, she had to focus only on she and the baby right now that was the priority. She clicked on the radio with the intention of immersing herself in whatever was playing.

"Your silent retreat was screaming loudly our love had died and tho we were just a moment you took my heart along for your selfish ride. How do I say goodbye to my heart, how do I give up on you, you have to feel it too, just get to know me, let me just know you."

Their song, of course Bianca thought. "Always together when we hear it right Tyler." She scoffed.  She didn't think she would ever forgive his absence, she was wishing, in that moment that Tyler had just left her alone.  Despite his return to her, here she was in labor, all alone. In addition she had no idea what had happened to her father, the sheriff's office, why would they call her, why not June or the hospital.  Was he dead, oh my god, Bianca thought, is he dead. "Stop it Bianca, have this baby. He's not dead. Tyler will check his voicemail, he will get your answers and he will call you as soon as he lands or whatever.  So just stop Bianca, you can't do anything now"  she tried hard to convince herself to let go of the burden of that worry but she could not.  Feeling a contraction coming on she whipped into gas station parking lot, still 5 minutes away from the hospital.  The contractions are coming faster she thought. Again clenching her teeth and strangling the steering wheel she surrendered to the pain of the contraction almost grateful that the pain was substantial enough to clear her mind of everything but the enormous pressure for the few moments it took to pass.  As soon as the contraction subsided she threw the car in gear and continued her voyage to the hospital.

When she arrived she felt like the journey had taken hours. She parked in a handicapped parking space near the emergency room and as quickly as she could gathered her handbag and phone and climbed out of the car and began walking to the entrance, the pressure in her pelvis unbelievable and causing her to waddle slowly despite her efforts to move swiftly .  Another furious contraction overcame her halfway to the emergency entrance, with nothing to steady her she collapsed to her knees. Out of no where two men in scrubs appeared at her side with a wheelchair and loaded her into it. "Thank you" she wimpered still recovering from the pain.

They wheeled her straight past the desk and quick into a room where they helped her into a bed on her side.  Monitors and IVs quickly being installed in and on her, the men worked quickly and with out speaking, which suited Bianca fine, she was weakened by the ordeal and didn't have much interest in speaking, consumed with dread in anticipation of the next horrific contraction. Everything had become  just a blur of bleeping and wooing sounds, they must have given her something for the pain because she couldn't feel the pressure anymore.  When she tried to speak only an incoherent slur escaped her mouth. A blurry figure from the background made its way closer to her and Dr. Leck face began to come into focus.  Bianca could tell she was wearing scubs. "It's ok Bianca," Dr. Leck spoke in a calm and reassuring tone.  "We are taking you back for surgery , your going to fall asleep and when you wake up all if this will be over." Bianca couldn't speak, or move and it was the last thing she would remember before she faded out of conciousness.