JO POV
I know I’m not dead. Everything hurts. I haven’t had silver in my system in so many years, and I feel like I’ve been hit with a semi truck. Darkness surrounds me, but my senses tell me all I have to do is open my eyes. But why does that feel like such a chore?
My baby!
My mind rustles, replaying everything that happened. Everything went so quickly. I wasn’t that injured, was I? Is my baby okay? I tried to protect it the best way I knew how! Was it enough? Open your eyes dammit! I need to know!
Slowly, feeling like hours later, blinding light assault my brain. It’s so damn bright.
It takes a minute to adjust and I focus in the awful white walls of the infirmary. I hear beeping machines to my left and I turn my head in that direction. Two heart monitors are set
