him.
Helping her up, they followed him to one of the patient rooms where Dom laid Jax on the exam table as the door closed.
“Now, tell me the problem,” he asked after washing his hands.
“I went to wake him from his nap, and he felt warmer than Dom said he normally does, and his face is pale. He was clammy, and I couldn’t wake him up either,” Dee said in one short breath making it sound like one long word.
“Deidre,” Dom called her. When she looked to him, he told her, “Take a breath, he’ll be fine.” Turning to the doctor, he said to him, “I tried to explain about the flu, but she wouldn’t listen.”
“Dominic!” Dee scolded him.
Chuckling, Dr. Mullins began his examination and all the while, Jax barely moved. Which did start to worry Dom.
“Jaxson? How are you feeling, buddy?” Mullins asked him as he shook him awake for the second time.
Seeing Deedee twisting her hands together, he stepped behind her and placed his hands on her shoulders giving a light squeeze.
“I tiwed, doc,” Jax murmured weakly.
“Does anything hurt?”
“My tummy.”
“He hasn’t eaten since breakfast and only very little.” Dee filled the doctor in. She was practically vibrating in her worry.
“Okay. How long has your tummy hurt?”
“Uhhh.”
“Before you had breakfast?” Jax shook his head no. “After breakfast then?”
“It stawted to hurt while I was eating.”
Dee’s startled gasp drew everyone’s attention to her. “Oh my God! Did I give him food poisoning? Oh Jax, baby, I’m so sorry.” She cried, going to him and holding his hand.
“What did you give him, miss?”
“We had bananas and yogurt with a glass of apple juice. I bought it all yesterday. It was fresh.” She had tears trailing down her face now. He knew nothing he said or did was going to make her feel better, so he cuddled her into his arms. Her little body was shaking in her upset.
“It’s fine, dear. Sometimes these things happen at the oddest of times. At the moment, I’m going to say flu, but I’ll run a few blood tests and go from there. Okay?”
He felt around a little more on Jax’s stomach to rule out appendicitis before calling the nurse in to draw some blood. As he left the room, he explained it would only take a couple of days to get the results back but to keep him hydrated for now and bring him back if things worsened.
“Are you sure we should leave town? We’re an hour away from any medical help if he gets worse.” She hadn’t taken her eyes off of Jax since they got back in the truck.
“Princess, relax, please. If you’re tense, he’ll be tense. Calm down.”
*****
She couldn’t believe she’d been so stupid! She obviously hadn’t checked the expiration dates on the milk and yogurt from this morning. What if she really did make him sick? What if Dom gets so mad at her, he doesn’t want her around anymore?
Oh, God.
Her chest was tight with the thought of never seeing them again.
Breathe, dammit.
As soon as they got home and had Jax comfortable on the couch, she darted to the kitchen pulling everything out of the fridge that she’d bought the day before.
Yogurt, milk, any produce, the special rainbow parfait she thought he’d like. Everything came out. As she was checking the dates, Dom came in. Seeing the mess she’d made, he asked her, “What are you doing, Deedee?”
“I poisoned your son, Dominic. I need to know why. I have to make sure I don’t do it again. I can’t do it again.” Agitation was clear in her voice and in the way she was moving around. She didn’t even look up at him as she told him what she was doing.
“I can’t hurt him,” she mumbled under her breath.
Dom obviously heard her remark as he came over, grabbing her arms. “Deidre,” he began, speaking soothingly. “You didn’t hurt him. You heard Doc Mullins; it’s probably the flu. He’s a kid. It’s not the first time and won’t be the last.”
What he said made sense to her
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