"Damnit, John. Do you think I don't know when you're not telling me everything?" This was exactly the wrong way to act. She should be calm for John. Calm for her baby. But even though he was right in front of her she felt like he might slip through her fingers at any time.

Taking a deep breath to calm herself, she continued. "Roberts looked me over. I know the stress isn't good, but the baby and I are both fine. Please just let me worry about you for a little while." His perpetually calm demeanor was one of the many things about him she'd grown to love, but right now it was frustrating her.