^^ I wasn't done, lol.
Chapter 1 Part 2
When she woke, her eyes wavered and then focused on the person in the bed next to her. She was on her side, looking directly at Jasmine, "Well, hello dear. It's nice to see someone with a good reason to be in the hospital."
"Hospital?" Jasmine questioned. She sat up, realizing her belly was gone, "Wha ... where's my baby? My baby!"
A nurse came to her screams, "Shhh, calm down, you went unconscious as soon as you started to go into labor. Your baby is fine; we have the finest doctors here. I'll bring him over to you as soon as I can."
Jasmine shook her head; "I want to see him now. Where am I? Where's my husband, Drew?"
The nurse smiled and smoothed Jasmine's hair, "You're at the emergency hospital in New Haven. When you passed out and began labor, the doctors in East Lyme couldn't help you out because of so many wounded coming in from the disaster, so they sent you here. I personally made sure they took special care of you and your baby. My name's Irene. If you need anything, just let me know, OK?"
"O-OK, thank you," Jasmine sighed, looking into her eyes, "Is my husband all right?"
Just as she said this, a doctor called out to Irene, "I'll come back as soon as I can," and with that, she left to another patient.
Jasmine searched around for signs of Drew. People with missing limbs and blood was a frequent sight in the makeshift hospital tent. The wind drafted an ocean smell, so she knew they weren't far from the dead zone. She became frantic as she saw less and less signs of Drew. She tried to move, but her torso was in so much pain. She lifted her sheets to see a huge scar cut into her belly. 'A C-section,' she thought. She let them fall again as an Arabian-looking doctor walked towards her, blood smeared all over his white button up shirt and pants.
"Hello, Jasmine, I'm Dr. Kaluki. I need to speak with you about your husband," he said, politely reaching out his hand for a respectful shake.
She took his hand, and then looked him in the eye, "What happened to him?"
"Here's the situation, Jasmine. The flooding is becoming, hectic, and very dangerous. We have been trying our best to keep moving the hospital camp farther up the mountainsides, but it's hard with the water level rising so quickly. The shore homes, where you lived, were only the beginning. Soon, this entire area in which we stand right now will be submerged in the frozen water from the Arctic," he stated.
"Dr. K., I know what's going on. I'm right here, witnessing what's happening just as much as you are," Jasmine replied hastily.
"What you don't know," Dr. Kaluki continued, "is that with so many wounded, we can't save everyone. Most are dying off as we move farther up in feet, and now we are going to have a massive movement into the Appalachians, where there is a very large boat. This boat is the human race's last hope. We can't stop the flooding, and by God I bet every person would have conserved fuel if they had known it would have caused such a disaster as this, but we can't change the past, can we?"
Jasmine nodded, "Please, tell me what's wrong with my husband."
"There is nothing wrong with him, Jasmine. We simply needed healthy men to help with the move. The thing is, he's gone, a far ways from here. They're going to bring down rescue crews to get you and the rest of the wounded out of here as quick as possible. We might not see him for days, if they survive through the wilderness and the city expanses," Dr. Kaluki continued, "In short, your husband is going to try to save all of us down here, with about ten more men. Until then, we can't move, and only pray that the water level stays low enough until they return."
"Drew..." Jasmine whispered, "Please, did he see our child? Did he come see me before he left?"
"He saw you, but your child needed care. He couldn't see the child. I'm sorry."
Jasmine let out a gasp. If he didn't survive the trip to and back for the rescue crews, he would never see his son. She then stared out into the ocean, only about a half-mile out from their current position, "Dr. Kaluki, let me have my child."
He sighed, releasing her hand, "Bring her son, Diana," he called to one of the nurses.
"My child will survive, and he will see his father," Jasmine stated, with no falter or worry in her voice. Her powerful black eyes met his, and the doctor had to look away.
"I now see where the boy gets his eyes," Dr. Kaluki said, and then turned and walked away.