Divorced! Now what?
Chapter 145

Bethany

POV

Theo was great; I had not expected him to get down on one knee, and now I am engaged. I was worried about telling him about being with child, but he was more excited about becoming a Dad than I was about being a Mum. I hope that saying the apple does not fall far from the tree is false; I dread the thought of my child going through the rejection as I did. I am sure Theo won't let that happen.

When we arrived, the hospital had a higher level of guards at the door. Luckily, we used the company vehicle and did not walk as I had intended, but Theo said no. The wind was cool, and he was an overprotective father-to-be, so to keep the peace, I went along with it. The guards stepped aside at the door and let us in, blocking people behind us from entering. 'Hey, how come they can enter and we can't?' someone behind us bellowed, but the door closed before I could hear the reply. 'What is going on?' Theo asked a passing nurse.

'The media released an update on the child, and the hospital has been swamped.' She continued down the hallway and out of sight.

It was an unspoken rule not to mention patients' names outside their rooms; we did not want others to listen to private information. Hence, the nurses say child and do not mention their names; no one wants to have a label for letting out personal information. Robson is very strict on this. Patient confidentiality is vital. It is amazing how you sit near a nurse's or doctor's station at a hospital and listen to them talk about a patient-not considering the person listening close by getting vital information that should not be told outside the family.

Theo leads me to Robson's room, coffee in hand for us all on a cardboard tray, and I am holding muffins; we stop at his door and knock and wait.

'Morning.' I greet Robson, who looks a mess. He ran his hands through his hair a number of times, as it was sticking up, causing me to giggle.

'What?' Robson asked when he heard my giggle.

'You look like you have had a hard night.' Theo answers for me, and I chuckle again as I look at him.

'The phones have been ringing nonstop, and people are starting to gather outside; it had been Mayhem; I have had to get Scott to send men over to keep them out of the ambulance bay and the road in and out. Otherwise, you would not have made it close to the hospital. Robson looked frazzled for the first time since I met him.

'What's going on?' Theo asked the burning question.

'The press release that Saun put out this morning has everyone queueing up; anyone who has a child that has a heart condition is pushing their child on us!

'What press release? What has happened overnight?' I asked, still waiting to receive an update on the little girl.

'The girl is awake and sitting up; it is a miracle; check on her; she has recovered so quickly in only a few days. Robson stood up and walked with us to my wing, and I was shocked to hear that she was doing well; I had only taken her off the sedatives yesterday, and I expected another day of grogginess.

We entered my wing, and standing outside her room, looking through the window, were her parents; they turned to look who had arrived, and the mother virtually threw herself at me and clung to me, thanking me over and over again. I looked over her head, and there, sitting up and waving to Theo and Robson, was the young girl full of smiles. Her color was good; the new heart appeared to be doing well and better than anyone could imagine. I would have thought having your chest cut open, she would be still laying down and recuperating, but she is full of life and glowing, not at all as she should look. I remember Mr Green bouncing back way too quickly, too.

'Wow, what is the press release? Did it include a picture of her looking like that?' Theo said, looking at her through the window.

'Yes, a before-and-after picture. Everyone is calling it a miracle and is pushing for more information on when we can start mass production!

'It is a little early to be talking mass production; it is not even a week yet. The mother was back next to her husband, staring at her child with a giant smile on her face.

I leave them at the window and go through the process of getting gowned up before entering the room.

'Hi, Sweetie, how do you feel?' I asked as I looked at her. I do not put charts on the end of beds; like other hospitals, I do everything through the app on my tablet.

'When can I leave here and get a hug from my Mum? She looks like she needs it. I chuckled at her words. How considerate of her, not thinking of her own needs, but she might need a hug, too. I was pleased with the results. There was no sign of any rejection, though I would have been surprised if there was, and she looked ready to go to the ward.

'How about we send you to the ward and have Dr Theo take over your treatment?' I told her I thought she could go to a private room and her parents could be by her side.

'You not be my doctor anymore?'

'I will be around, but Dr. Theo will take over once you leave this room. He will organize your nurse for when you go home and the physio. You need more help once you leave me. I will keep an eye on you through this. I brought the tablet to her and showed her the graphs and their meaning. I told her that as long as that heart was in her body, this would keep track of what was happening.

Having accepted that I would not abandon her, she perked up.

'I can leave here today?'

'Yes, I will let them know so I can prepare a room for you, and you can leave shortly. Is that okay, sweetie?'

'You bet I am going to watch through the window and see Mum's face when you tell her; I bet you she cries and then hugs you like when you first arrived.' I laughed and told her no bet because I agreed with her.

I removed the gown and headed out to the parents, and true to the little girl's prediction, the mother held onto me and cried. Theo nodded and left to get a room sorted out, and Robson was over the moon; he said once the child was settled in her new room, he would have Saun come and take more pictures and prepare for another press release.

'Bethany, how are you?' Robson asked when I had moved to my office to get the paperwork for the child to move into Theo's care.

'I am fine.'

'You have a look about you!

'I am going to have a child. We will announce it to our family on Sunday. I was going to see you to talk about working from home. I am looking at buying a house closer to Hank and setting up my own lab there to make the hearts. I am only half an hour away if you need me for any emergency, and I thought a few times a week, I could come in here.

'Before I go into, congratulations, and how does Theo feel about this?'

'He got down on his knee.

We laughed and talked about the changes I needed to make and the outcry for my heart. He agreed it was too soon to suddenly say it was a great success and that we should continue as we had been and take each case at a time. This craziness was not expected, and Robson is under pressure from the medical board to have the heart and results ready for some big meeting they want to call; he, at the moment, is putting all that off, saying that he needs more time to put something together for them, which we both knew was not wholly accurate, we could have thrown something together, but it would not be up to the standards Robson would like as a presentation.

At the end of the day, the young girl was in a private room, where her Mother and Father were gathered around her, making a fuss, and Saun was there clicking away; if it were not so serious, I would have laughed at the sight. Theo had her settled, and two nurses were nearby all the time.

Outside, the media circus was fighting to get to the front, while the public was camped near the doors, making it harder for them to get to the front. The security guards were working overtime to keep some people trying to break through the blockade they had set up for emergency vehicles and for us to get in and out. I am still at a loss as to the whole crowding thing going on; I was just glad that my picture was not used in the release. Robson had to work harder to keep the doctors and nurses safe, not that the crowd was violent or anything like that; it was the overcrowding that we could not handle; we did not need a lot of people to break in to look at the child.