Free TheHealers by Lynsie Buchanan Page B

hand, ached with need. Starved for Alexander. Where in the hell had that come from? Maybe I had started to sense it a little when he first left my house. But then it had turned into anger when I saw the extremely gorgeous woman on his doorstep.
    A rumble sound began to create friction in my purse. Funny, it was just my phone.
    I picked it up to see the text message indicator on. I clicked it and read the message from Leo. He was checking to see what happened with Cameron and he wanted to tell me he left again to head back to the spill site. More complications. I moved my fingers quickly over the key pad to tell him that all was well and I would be done shortly. I also mentioned I was sorry and that I missed him. Sort of true.
    The sound of the door brought my eyes back to attention. Dr. Carnegie walked out. He stepped methodically across the hallway to sit with me in the outside chairs.
    His words started to fill my ears, “Your friend and her baby are doing well. It looks like the fetus started to try and separate from the uterus wall, but then it seems to have patched itself back up.” Those green eyes questioned me.
    “What happened downstairs?” The nervous words slipped out of my mouth.
    “I’m not sure,” he replied.
    “You don’t have to lie. I want to know why the hell I couldn’t admit a patient?” The words came out angry, but I could see in his face he knew the retaliation was not directed at him.
    “It looks like someone tried to block you from the hospital. From what I was able to gather, there are complaints tying up your certification.” Honest words, without judgment.
    The panic started to attack my body slowly. Maybe it was fast. I felt numb. Then, out of the corner of my eyes I could have sworn I saw a very smug Calvin Bennett getting on an elevator. It was so fast. I could have hallucinated. Then the depletion hit my body. The healing I had done on Cameron could have induced this, I just wasn’t sure.
    “Dr. Carnegie,” I started.
    “Please call me Nicholas, Layna.” Such a kind man, but, to be honest, he was the man that went up my skirt once a year, so there was no way I would call him Nicholas.
    “I need to check on Cameron. Thank’s for allowing us to come up, even with concentrated efforts of others to keep me out.” I started to stand and although I thought I hid my fatigue it must have been apparent because Nicholas spoke.
    “Layna, why don’t you rest for a bit? I can get you something to drink and you’ll probably feel better. You look as though you need calories. Did you eat today?” Those concerned eyes waited on me.
    “I really need to get to something, but I appreciate the concern and all of your help.” This time I stood and left him sitting on the chair. Some thoughts started to form in my mind and I had questions. First things first though, check on Cameron.
    I gently opened the door, even though it wasn’t a private room. I knew for a fact that no one else had been in the room. I had watched outside of it. I could hear her soft voice as I entered. It took me a moment to realize, but when I did it was so pure. She was whispering to her tiny unborn baby. The sharp twinges of tears threatened to spill over, but I took a deep breath and stepped in further.
    “I hear you and the baby are going to be just great. Did you like Dr. Carnegie?” I thought if I filled the conversation with small talk it would hide the conversation we still had not had. And could not have.
    “He was very kind. I’m so grateful,” Cameron started but could not finish her sentence because her face was overcome with tears. At least they were tears of joy this time.
    “Shh. Everything is okay now.” I mumbled the words as I took her in my arms and petted those bouncy curls.
    My heart pounded with all the love I felt for Cameron and the baby right now. But there was still a hunger and loss of energy on the cusp. I felt like I would pass out soon. I remembered what Dr. Carnegie said about