As I walked hand and hand with James I felt some relief knowing that this nightmare was over. The only issue left was Jake. I rested my head on his chest and he leaned in to kiss my forehead.
"Baby, I am so proud of you and you saved us, all of us," he said.
"I love you," I whispered. He held me tighter.
"I know you want to see Jake now but can we do it in the morning," he pleaded.
"He is locked in a cell, no I want to see him now," I demanded.
"If we can't help him and your friend took off so we will be up all night doing nothing useful," he explained.
"We would be by his side showing him we care," I told him.
"You and the baby need to rest. You were attacked and bleeding. Please," he begged.
"Fine," I agreed and I felt bad that I had forgotten about my pup growing inside
