Page 75 of Wrath's Nightingale

He checks her pulse first.

“Let’s get her to your room.”

I stand up with her in my arms and carry her upstairs to our room. She’s still out by the time I lay her on the bed.

“Loosen her clothes. I’ll take off her shoes.”

I do as Triton instructs and undo the top two buttons of her shirt. He takes off her shoes. Moments later, her green eyes flutter open. She gasps and tries to sit up. I steady her.

“Woah, baby, lay back. You passed out.”

“I did?”

“You did. Scared the hell out of me.”

“I'm sorry.”

“No need to be sorry. Do we need to get you to immediate care or the hospital?”

She shakes her head. “I don’t think so. I feel fine.”

“Triton has corpsman training. He was with the Navy. Can he check you over?”

“Sure.”

I step back and let Triton take my place. He checks her pulse. There’s a knock on the door. I hurry to open it, finding Jones on the other side. He had a black bag in his hand.

“Triton's med bag,” he says, handing it to me.

“Thanks man.”

“Is she alright?”

“She will be. She just needs time to wrap her head around her brother and mother being dead.”

I see the questions written across his face as they pop up in his head. Finally, he shakes his head.

“Let me know if there’s anything I can do to help.”

“I’ll do that, thanks.”

I take the bag to Triton. He pulls out a stethoscope and blood pressure cuff. For the next few minutes, he checks her vitals and reflexes.

“Everything seems okay. I have one last routine question. When was your last period?”

I watch Millie’s face. First, she looks lost in thought, then she gasps and pales.

“I’m late. God, with everything going on. It didn’t even dawn on me.”

Trident shocks me by pulling a pregnancy kit out of his bag.

“Do you always carry a pregnancy test?” I ask.

He shrugs. “We do have sex and the bunnies live here. It’s never a bad idea to have one on hand for emergencies. Millie, do you feel up to taking the test?”

“Yes.”

I can hear the quaver in her voice,