Chapter 33: He saved her life according to the doctors

Helen Smith‟s (Amelia‟s mom) Point a view

I was terrified. A mother should never have to be this worried about a child. What was wrong with Amelia? Was it something from last time? I realized that I should call John and Olivia. I should also call the triplets other Nanny; we wouldn't be able to pick them up at the moment or anytime soon. I decided that calling John would be my priority.

I knew how much they loved each other and that he would kill me if I didn't let him know first. I pulled out my phone and dialed his number. It rang for about ten rings before he picked up. "John speaking" "John it is Helen.

Where are you?" "Out, look Helen I don‟t want to be home right now," he said scathingly. "John, Amelia is up in the hospital. She is in emergency surgery" There was silence on the other end. "What happened?" he asked "I am not one hundred percent. Jett was there when I got home, he had called the ambulance" my voice was starting to shake again. "Look, John can you just get up here? I need to call your mom and let her know that she will have to look after the triplets a while longer and this is hard enough as it is" "Yeah I will be there in a few hours tops"

"Why so long? Where are you?" I asked confused "It does‟t matter Helen. I will be there when I am there" with that he hung up. I was wondering what I was missing. I expected him to be frantic about Amelia, but he didn't seem to care. I wondered what had happened between this morning when they had been happy in love and now.

Next call Olivia. Unlike John, she answered on the second ring. "Helen? What‟s going on?" "Olivia honey, you might want to get up the hospital. Amelia went into surgery a few hours ago. She isn't well." "Have you called John yet?" "Yes, I have called him already." "Ok, be there in a few" "Bye sweetie" As I finished my phone call to John and Olivia‟s mom, Jett came back carrying cups of coffee and some cakes and sandwiches. He handed some to me.

I knew that I would be around much longer, and the fact that Amelia had people that she could count on in a hard time made me believe that she would be ok. With Olivia and John at least she could be ok.

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Olivia‟s Point a view

As soon as I got to the hospital the tears I had been fighting broke free. Why did everything happen to Amelia? She didn't deserve all this. I had called John as I was getting in the car and I knew that something was very wrong.

He sounded like he almost didn't care. He said that he didn't want to come to see her. I had yelled at him until he said yes that he would come. I tried to talk to him but he kept stonewalling me. I had also found out that he wasn't in town. He was heading back to college.

He had stopped going to college when he found out he was a dad, now it seemed that he was over it all and was leaving them all behind. I saw Helen, Amelia‟s mom, sitting on a chair in the waiting room and I knew from the look on her face that it wasn't good news.

"Helen" I called "Oh, Olivia dear, thanks for coming," she said tearfully I walked over to her and gave her a reassuring hug, letting her know that I was here for her. "Do we know anything yet?" I ask, and Helen shook her head. I felt any hope that it wasn't as bad as I thought to disappear.

"Jett?" I heard Helen call. Jett? Who was Jett? I looked over at where she was looking and saw a face that I never thought I would see again. Jett, What the hell was he doing here and how did he know Helen? "Why don‟t you get Olivia a cup of coffee love?" "Sure thing Mrs. Smith," he said and walked off, apparently in search of coffee.

"Helen, why is he here?" I ask curiously "He was home with Amelia when she got sick. He was the one who called the ambulance. He saved her life according to the doctors" I looked at the place where he had last stood. Why were Amelia and Jett hanging out together? I didn't even know that they had kept in touch.

Why would she not tell me? The only reason that she had not told me was one that I couldn't bear to think about. However, it would make sense of John‟s behavior. Please Lord, let me be wrong. I thought Amelia loved John… How could she!