“No. Just listen to me. If you feel like you’re meant to be out there with your birth family, then you should listen to that intuition. I guarantee you that every single one of us here will understand and fully support you in your choice. And if it doesn’t work out, we will be here with open arms to welcome you back into our fold.”
“I’ll give it some thought.” Trevor nodded and finished his mug of black coffee. “Thanks.”
The siren rang loudly through the station.
“House fire at 635 Mission Road. Let’s roll,” Jason shouted as he exited his office.
Chapter Fourteen
Isaac
“How is he, doctor?” I saw my mate lying in bed unconscious and had to hold back my bear who just wanted to wrap our mate up in his arms and protect him from danger.
“He’ll be fine. We’ll be keeping him overnight for observation, but I don’t see any irregularities in his bloodwork or other tests.” Doctor Phillips checked Thomas’s chart as he spoke. “His lungs look clear and his head injury was minor.”
“Then why isn’t he waking up yet?” I couldn’t take my eyes off my sleeping mate. He looked so pale and vulnerable. “Shouldn’t he be up?”
“I think his dragon is keeping him asleep in order to keep the baby calm.” The doctor nodded. “I know that sometimes our animals will force us to rest after a major event so that our body heals. He probably needs to restore his energy. But you need to discuss with your mate the repercussions of not telling his station he was pregnant. I know that Chief Jason wouldn’t allow a pregnant omega to go into a fire scene if he knew Thomas was expecting.”
“I’m sorry, Doctor, did you just say baby?” I blinked a few times, something I tended to do when I heard something unbelievable. “My mate is pregnant?”
“Oh.” The doctor nodded as if he figured out an answer to a question he had. “So, you didn’t know? I apologize for breaking the news that way. I just get upset if I see a patient endangering their unborn baby. I shouldn’t have assumed.”
“No worries.” I waved off the apology. “I’m confident my mate is also unaware of the pregnancy. When he wakes up, I’ll let him know.”
The doctor’s pager went off and he checked it. “I need to go check on another patient. Are there any other questions before I leave?”
“Not that I can think off.” I sat next to the hospital bed and took Thomas’s hand in mine. “Thanks, Doctor.”
Once Doctor Phillips left, I got lost in thought.
Thomas was pregnant. I was going to be a father.
How did I feel about this news?
An image of Thomas and I at a park with a brown-haired little boy with bright blue eyes and freckles sent a wave of excitement through me. My bear roared a bit before I reminded him we were in a hospital and I couldn’t let him out in here.
“You look happy.” A drowsy-voiced Thomas broke into my daydreaming.
“I am.” I placed a kiss on my mate’s lips. “How are you feeling?”
“Good.” Thomas stopped and scrunched his face. Over the last several weeks, I’d learned this was his thinking face. “What happened?”
“You got hit by a wooden beam in the fire. But Trevor was able to carry you out right away. The doctor said everything looks good though and you should be able to leave in the morning.” I fingered the piece of hair that always liked to fall across Thomas’s forehead. “You sure you feel okay, though?”
“Positive.” Thomas tried to sit up in bed. I helped him adjust his position so he was more comfortable. “So why were you so happy? I mean, I get that all tests looked okay, but you seemed almost like ‘a kid getting a Christmas gift’ kind of happy.”
“The doctor did give me some news I need to share with you.” I placed a hand on my mate’s belly. “We’re gonna have a baby.”
“Seriously?” Thomas sat up straighter, his own hand flying to his stomach. “I’m pregnant?”
“Apparently.” I nodded. “He said that was why you were unconscious for so long. You’re your dragon was protecting the baby and letting you build up your strength after all the stress of the fire and the injury. But everything looked good so far.”
“And that’s what made you so smiley?” Thomas traced the uplift of my mouth. “You excited to meet our baby?”
“Extremely.” I leaned in and rested my forehead on his. “I can’t wait to meet a mini-Thomas.”
“It could be a mini-Isaac. Or even a Victoria.”
