Chapter Eleven
“Captain!” someone yelled again. The pounding on his cabin door brought Eric from his bed and ripped him from the sound sleep he’d finally fallen into. He yanked open the door to young Petey, his corpsman, who looked barely old enough to enlist.
“What the hell?” Eric barked. He shoved his arms in his shirt and buckled the pants he had shoved on when he jumped from bed, quickly lacing his black boots.
“Captain, Doc said to get you. Abby’s in labor.”
“What do you mean, she’s in labor? I thought it was too early.” He tucked his tan shirt in his pants as he headed out the door, buttoning it as he walked at a hurried clip, Petey on his heels.
“I don’t know what happened, except the guard heard her screaming. Scared the s**t out of him, he thought someone was killing her. He
