“As for your question,” he turned to Brennan, “I don’t expect either of those options to push her back over to omega. I’m not sure anything ever will. But who knows? Every gamma is different, and yes, some gammas can and do go into heat regularly. They’re usually very short and far apart but can be healthy.”
Well, then.
Spencer turned to me. “The second? I just can’t see forcing her into heat and then having her have one with people watching in a hospital.”
“Agreed.” I looked at Evan. “Second?”
“Yes.” He nodded.
“I support that,” Brennan told us. “I don’t like the idea of her not having a choice about going into heat. She had no idea what was going on.”
“Agreed,” Jett added.
I turned to the doctor. “We’ll go with the second option. Wait, what does she have to say?”
The doctor gave me an approving look. “She’s sedated and not in a position to make that choice. Which is why we’re coming to you.”
“But did you ask her at any point?” Brennan inquired.
“Yes. She said that she wanted chocolate chip cookie dough ice cream with extra fudge and a heating pad,” he replied.
That was my Grace.
“We’ll bring her that when she’s awake then,” Spencer said. “Can we see her?”
“We’ll get her comfortable and administer the first series of drugs, then we’ll bring you in–as long as her advocate says it’s okay. I’m concerned about her,” the doctor told us.
“Me, too. Especially the seizures, and, well, this. I feel like her other doctor isn’t taking her seriously.” Brennan frowned.
“Wait here until someone gets you.” The doctor turned and left.
Evan turned to Brennan. “Dr. Davidson is a good doctor. They have no baselines for Grace. They’re being cautious. No one, even I, thoughtshitty cramps with pukingmeant that she was going into heat and didn’t know it.”
“I just want her to be okay.” I slumped down into a chair.
Spencer sat down next to me. “That’s what we all want.”
“We have a heat plan for Grace?” I eyed Evan.
“Sort of. I cleaned out the nest in the basement and scent bombed it a couple of times. Also, I got a few things in colors and fabrics she likes. It probably could use painting and new carpet. If it came down to it, we could use it for her,” Evan said quietly.
Oh. The emergency nest. I sort of forgot that it was down there. It came with the house. Back after Caroline, when Evan’s hormones got out of whack and his heats became irregular, we got it ready in case we couldn’t make it to the cabin. We never used it much.
“Grace should have a space that’s not mine, and well,” he looked to Spencer, “we might not always be able to fly to Greece.”
Brennan squeezed Evan’s hand. “That’s a good plan.”
“It is.” I nodded.
Spencer frowned. “She’s going to be okay? I don’t like all this.”
“The doctor’s right, there aren’t many options,” Evan confirmed.
“I’m going to get some coffee. Does anyone want some?” Brennan stood.
“Please?” I asked.
“I’ll go with you.” Jett put his arm around Brennan, and they headed toward the coffee station.
