When There Is Nothing Left But Love (Ashton And Scarlett)

I nodded and took a deep breath. Having calmed down slightly, I asked Hannah, “Where are you now? Send me your address, and I’ll come over right away.”

“OK!’

After we’d ended the call, I found Ashton looking at me anxiously. “What’s going on?”

“I think Hannah’s going into labor. There’s no one with her right now, so I’m going over,” I said, already making a beeline to my wardrobe to change.

When I had finished, I saw Ashton waiting for me at the door with his car keys in hand.

I was startled but had no time to question him. We immediately got into the car and headed off towards the address Hannah had given.

On the way, I began dialing John. None of my calls were successful.

“Why isn’t John picking up?” I fretted.

Ashton continued driving, his eyes fixed serenely on the road. “Don’t get all flustered yet.”

I knew that I had to compose myself but couldn’t keep my hands from shaking. Hannah’s baby was only seven or eight months old. How can she suddenly be going into labor? Something must have gone wrong.

It was precisely at this crucial moment that John had chosen to go missing.

I considered briefly and decided to give Louis a call. It was quiet on his end of the line. Louis’ rich voice came through clearly. “Scarlett, what’s up?”

“Uncle Louis, where’s John? I think Hannah’s going into labor now. Can you reach him?” I asked hurriedly.

Louis paused, then said, “I’ll look into it. How’s Hannah doing?”

head instinctively, then replied, “I’m still on my way over to her. I don’t

me worry about getting in touch with John. Focus on

rather wildly down the roads. He

“What’s wrong?” I prompted.

go down to take a look,” he said, immediately parking the car. He swung his

we finally found Hannah, she was lying in the yard with a puddle of blood forming beneath her. She looked rather dazed and on the verge of

Hannah saw us, she heaved a sigh of relief. Then she fainted dead

wheeled into the ER. It was only then that I let out the breath I’d been holding ever since the

turned back to look at Ashton, only to see streaks of blood all over

saw my look of horror, he glanced down at his dreadful state. He then commented ruefully, “I’m

legs were trembling slightly from the shock, and I crumpled onto a chair

last time I experienced a miscarriage washed over me

worry, nothing bad is going to

I took out my phone and called John again. It rang for ages before someone picked

however, that answered. “Hello, Mr. Stovall is currently

voice sounded incredibly

the line,”

end for

annoyed, and my voice hardened. “Get John on the line,”

Mr. Stovall’s really in the shower right now. I’ll be

I flung the phone away from

survived that sudden bout of violence, clattering onto

Ashton got up and retrieved the phone. He deftly extracted the

his own phone, Ashton dialed Joseph. Joseph arrived in no time at all, bearing an