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?”

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

Don’t fret, my dear. Let me worry about getting in touch with John. Focus on getting Hannah to the hospital as soon as you can. Don’t worry!”

was speeding rather wildly down the roads. He wrinkled his brow

“What’s wrong?” I prompted.

that Hannah’s location is in the alley. My car won’t be able to enter. I’ll have to go down to take a look,” he said, immediately parking the car. He swung

lying in the yard with a puddle of blood forming beneath

of relief. Then she

It was only then that I let out the breath I’d

see streaks of blood

at his dreadful state. He then commented

slightly from the shock, and I crumpled onto a chair along

from the last time I experienced a miscarriage washed over

worry,

remembered my original mission. I took out my phone and called John

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

voice sounded incredibly

John on the line,” I replied

the other end for

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

in the shower right now. I’ll be

flung the phone away from me without even hanging

rather hardy and survived that sudden bout of violence, clattering onto the floor with only

and retrieved the phone. He deftly extracted the memory card, then casually tossed the

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