Chapter Twenty-five

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Thankfully, my phone was nearby so I could call my usual doctor. Doctor Richardson was the one who treated me when I was a teenager, now he's my family's doctor. He picked up on the fourth ring.

“Nathan, good morning.” He sounded groggy like he was just waking up. I'm not surprised, it's just a little past 6am.

“Good morning Doctor Richardson.” I replied. “Sorry for calling so early.”

“No, it's okay, it's nearly time for me to get up anyway.” I could hear rustling like he was getting up from his bed. He spoke to someone, his wife most likely, for about thirty seconds before his attention was back. “So what seems to be the problem? Is it Oliver?”

“No, it's my wife this time.”

“Wow, you haven't been married a month yet and you've already gotten her pregnant.” He said with a chortle.

I laughed as well. I haven't even had sex with her yet. “No, that's not it.”

“Too bad, Oliver would be a great older brother.”

I chuckled. “I'm sure that's true.”

“So what's wrong with your wife?”

“Um...” I looked at Alyssa who was still asleep. “Last night she was screaming and crying in her sleep, I think she was having a pretty bad nightmare then this morning I woke up and her body temperature had risen.”

“Is she awake yet?”

“No, she's still asleep.”

He didn't answer immediately. “Okay. Has she ever had any nightmares like this before?”

“No. Not that I know of.”

“Has she been under any kind of stress recently of did something suddenly happen that could trigger it?”

I thought for a while. The only sudden thing that happened is the contract. I understand how hard it was to be thrown into this but it hasn't really affected her so much so why would it now?

Of course I couldn't tell him about the contract. “No.”

“Does she work? Or has she gone the last something traumatic in her life?”

“She doesn't work but when she was younger, her parents died and it really got to her.”

“Hm. Is it okay if I come see her later on? So I can examine her.”

“Of course. Thank you, Dr Richardson.”

“I believe I have told you to call me Sylvester, I've known you for years Nathan, you don't need to be formal with me.”

“I'll try my best.”

“Mhm. So, I'll come over around noon, is that okay?”

“Yes, thanks again.”

“In the meantime place a cold towel not her head or rub her body down with it to reduce her temperature.”

“Oh, sure.”

We said our goodbyes and I went to get the towel on Alyssa's forehead that had already gotten warm and dipped it in water to cool it.

I decided not to rub her body down. It would involve me taking her clothes off and I don't think she'll appreciate that. I just got an extra towel and put it on the base of her neck.

I took a shower and put on some sweatpants and a t-shirt, happy that I wasn't going to work today. Oliver was supposed to come back today, he'd be here by the time Dr Richardson arrives, maybe he can check Oliver's arm when he's done with Alyssa.

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