Saving Maddie's Baby

by Marion Lennox

  A precious rescue...

  Dr. Maddie Haddon doesn’t think twice before running into Wildfire Island’s gold mine to save a life. But another rockfall leaves Maddie trapped inside—and this time it’s her turn to be saved…

  Emergency medic Josh Campbell is used to working under pressure, but when he discovers that his latest call is to rescue his ex-wife, who is on the brink of labor, the stakes are higher than ever! Can Josh save Maddie and her baby…and heal their broken marriage, too?

  Wildfire Island Docs

  Welcome to Paradise!

  Meet the small but dedicated team of medics who service the remote Pacific Wildfire Island.

  In this idyllic setting, relationships are rekindled, passions are stirred and bonds that will last a lifetime are forged in the tropical heat...

  But there’s also a darker side to paradise. Secrets, lies and greed amid the Lockhart family threaten the community, and the team find themselves fighting to save more than the lives of their patients—they must band together to fight for the future of the island they’ve all come to call home!

  Read Caroline and Keanu’s story in

  The Man She Could Never Forget

  by Meredith Webber

  Read Anna and Luke’s story in

  The Nurse Who Stole His Heart

  by Alison Roberts

  Read Maddie and Josh’s story in

  Saving Maddie’s Baby

  by Marion Lennox

  Read Sarah and Harry’s story in

  A Sheikh to Capture Her Heart

  by Meredith Webber

  All available now!

  Dear Reader,

  Wildfire Island is my dream destination—a tropical paradise where all things are possible. Our island is breathtakingly beautiful, its weather wonderful one day, perfect the next. I close my eyes and imagine myself soaking up the sun as I float by the waterfall feeding the freshwater lagoon, preferably holding a drink with a wee umbrella.

  Of course, all tropical paradises have their bad days, and that’s what happens in Saving Maddie’s Baby. Maddie starts off with a very bad day. But this is Wildfire Island, where romance is always in the air—even if my hero, Josh, has to put himself in mortal danger to find it.

  Saving Maddie’s Baby is book three of the six-book Wildfire Island Docs series, written with my fabulous fellow authors Alison Roberts and Meredith Webber. We’ve had a lot of fun indulging ourselves in our Wildfire Island fantasy. I hope you have the same fun reading them.

  SAVING MADDIE’S BABY

  Marion Lennox

  Books by Marion Lennox

  Harlequin Medical Romance

  The Surgeon’s Doorstep Baby

  Miracle on Kaimotu Island

  Gold Coast Angels: A Doctor’s Redemption

  Waves of Temptation

  A Secret Shared...

  Meant-to-Be Family

  From Christmas to Forever?

  Harlequin Romance

  A Bride for the Maverick Millionaire

  Sparks Fly with the Billionaire

  Christmas at the Castle

  Nine Months to Change His Life

  Christmas Where They Belong

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  To Meredith and Alison, who make my writer’s life fun.

  Praise for Marion Lennox

  “Marion Lennox’s Rescue at Cradle Lake is simply magical, eliciting laughter and tears in equal measure. A keeper.”

  —RT Book Reviews

  “A very rewarding read. The characters are believable, the setting is real, and the writing is terrific.”

  —Dear Author on Christmas with Her Boss

  Contents

  PROLOGUE

  CHAPTER ONE

  CHAPTER TWO

  CHAPTER THREE

  CHAPTER FOUR

  CHAPTER FIVE

  CHAPTER SIX

  CHAPTER SEVEN

  CHAPTER EIGHT

  CHAPTER NINE

  CHAPTER TEN

  CHAPTER ELEVEN

  CHAPTER TWELVE

  PROLOGUE

  HEROES AND HEROINES don’t choose to be brave, Maddie decided. Mostly they have bravery thrust upon them. In her particular case, a heroine was created when vast chunks of rock trapped one doctor in an underground mine, a mine she should never have been near in the first place.

  This heroine wasn’t brave. This heroine was stupid.

  Everyone knew the mine was dangerous. Ian Lockhart, the owner, had left Wildfire Island weeks ago, with salaries unpaid and debts outstanding. The mine had been closed for non-compliance with safety standards not long after Ian’s disappearance.

  So whose bright idea had it been to see if they could tap one of the seams close to the surface?

  There were reasons this seam hadn’t been tapped before. The rock was brittle. Without salaries, though, and desperate for income, the islanders had cut through the fence and quietly burrowed. No one was supposed to know.

  But now... The call had come through an hour ago. A splintered piece of shoring timber and a minor rockfall had left one of the islanders with a fractured leg.

  If it hadn’t been badly fractured they might have brought Kalifa down to the hospital, keeping their mining secret. Instead, his mates had had the sense to ring Maddie, asking her to come across the mountains to the overgrown mine site.

  Maddie—Madeline Haddon—was heavily pregnant but she was the only doctor available. The miners had told her there were shards of bone puncturing Kalifa’s skin, so transporting him by road before assessment meant the risk of cutting off the blood supply.

  She’d had to go.

  Once at the mine site, it had taken work to stabilise him. Kalifa needed specialist surgery if he wasn’t to be left with a permanent limp, and she was worried about the strain on his heart. She’d just rung Keanu, the other island doctor, who was currently on his way back from a clinic on an outer island. She’d been asking him to organise Kalifa’s evacuation to Cairns when there was an ominous rumble from underground.

  The mouth of the mine had belched a vast cloud of dirt and dust.

  She’d thought Kalifa and the two friends who’d called her had been working alone. She’d never imagined there were men still in there. Surely not? But out they came, staggering, blinded by dust.

  She’d been helping lift Kalifa into the back of the jeep—her jeep was set up as a no-frills ambulance, used in emergencies for patient transport. She’d turned and gazed in horror as the miners stumbled out.

  ‘How many of you are down there?’ The guy out first had a jagged gash on his arm. She grabbed a dressing and applied pressure.

  ‘Tw-twelve,’ the guy told her.

  ‘Are you all out now?’ When they’d rung about Kalifa she’d assumed... Why hadn’t she asked?

  ‘Three still to come.’

  ‘Why? Where are they?’

  ‘Malu’s smashed his leg,’ the guy told her. ‘He’s bleeding like a stuck pig.’

  ‘Is he stuck? Has the shaft caved right in?’

  ‘Just...just a bit of a rockfall where Kalifa fell against the shoring timber. Malu got unlucky—we were trying to shore it up again and he was right underneath where it fell. Macca and Reuben are helpi
ng him out but they had to stop to tighten the tourniquet. But the shaft’s clear enough in front of the fall. They’ll be out soon.’ His voice faltered. ‘As long as they can stop the bleeding.’

  She stared at the mine mouth in dismay.

  The dust was settling. It was looking almost normal.

  Bleeding out...

  Oh, help.

  She’d done a swift, sweeping assessment of those around her. No one seemed in immediate distress. Men were already helping each other. The nurse who’d accompanied her, Caroline Lockhart, was taking care of a miner who looked like he’d fractured his arm. He was still standing, not in obvious danger. A couple of the men were crouched on the ground, coughing. They should be checked.

  Triage.

  One broken arm. Bruises, lacerations, nothing else obvious. Kalifa was waiting to be transferred to hospital.

  Bleeding out...

  Triage told her exactly where she was needed.

  But she was pregnant. Pregnant! Instinctively her hand went to her belly, cringing at what she was contemplating.

  What was the risk?

  This had been a minor rockfall, she’d told herself. The shaft was still clear.

  Along that shaft, Malu was bleeding to death. She had no choice.

  ‘Help me,’ she snapped at an uninjured miner. She grabbed his hand, pressing it onto the pad she’d made on his mate’s bleeding arm. ‘Push hard and keep up the pressure until Caroline has time to help you. The bleeding’s already easing but don’t let go. Caroline, can you radio Keanu?’

  ‘He’s on his way in from Atangi.’

  ‘Tell him to land the boat on this side of the island and get here as fast as he can. Meanwhile, don’t move Kalifa. He needs a doctor with him during transfer. The blood supply to the leg’s stable, as long as he doesn’t shift. But he has enough pain relief on board to keep him comfortable. Meanwhile, give me your torch,’ she snapped at another miner. ‘And your hard hat.’

  ‘Y-you can’t go in there,’ the miner stammered. ‘Doc, you’re pregnant. It’s dangerous.’

  ‘Of course it’s dangerous. You’ve been working in a mine that’s supposed to be closed, you morons. But what choice do I have? Malu’s got two children and his wife’s my friend. Caro, you’re in charge.’

  And she picked up her bag, shoved on a hard hat and headed into the shaft.

  ‘Doc, wait, I’ll come with you,’ one of the miners yelled after her.

  ‘Don’t even think about it. You have children, too,’ she snapped back. ‘We now have four idiots in the mine. Don’t anyone dare make it five.’

  CHAPTER ONE

  DR JOSHUA CAMPBELL was so bored with solitaire he’d resorted to cheating to finish each game faster. It defeated the purpose, but he’d read every journal he could get his hands on. He’d checked and rechecked equipment. He’d paced. He was driving the rest of the staff at Cairns Air Sea Rescue Service nuts. He was going out of his mind.

  No one in Northern Queensland seemed to have done so much as stand on a spider for the whole week. He’d been rostered for patient transfers, and every one of them had been routine. Patients had either been heading home, or were being flown from the city hospital to the country hospitals where they could continue recuperation among friends. There’d not been a single emergency amongst them.

  ‘If this keeps up I’m joining the army,’ Josh grumbled to Beth, his paramedic colleague. ‘Maybe there’s a place for me in the bomb squad. Do you suppose there’s any call for bomb disposal any place around here?’

  ‘You could try cleaning our kitchen as practice,’ Beth said morosely. ‘School holidays and three teenage boys? I’d defy a hand grenade to make more mess. You need to try a touch of domesticity if you want explosions. Consider marriage.’

  ‘Been there, got the T-shirt,’ he muttered.

  ‘That’s right, with Maddie, but that’s ancient history.’ Beth and Josh had joined the service at the same time, and after years of working together there was little they didn’t know about each other. ‘You hardly stuck around long enough to feel the full force of domestic bliss.’ And then her smile faded. ‘Whoops, sorry, Josh, I know you lost the baby, but still... It was so long ago. You and Karen, you think you might...?’

  ‘No!’ He said it with more vehemence than he’d meant to use. In fact, he startled himself. They were in the staff office, in the corner of the great hangar that held the service planes. The door was open and Josh’s vehemence echoed out into the vaulted hangar. ‘No,’ he repeated, more mildly. ‘Domesticity doesn’t interest either of us.’

  ‘And you’re seeing less of each other,’ Beth said thoughtfully. ‘Moving on? Seeing we’re quiet, you want to check some dating sites? We might just find the one.’

  ‘Beth...’

  ‘You’re thirty-six years old, Josh. Okay, you still have the looks. Indeed you do. It drives me nuts, seeing the way old ladies melt when you smile. But your looks’ll fade, my lad. You’ll be on your walker before you know it, gumming your crusts, bewailing not having a grandchild to dandle...’

  ‘I’m definitely applying for the bomb squad,’ he retorted, and tossed a sheaf of paper at her. ‘Just to get away from you. Sort these for a change. They’re already sorted but so what? Give me some peace so I can download a bomb squad application.’

  And then the radio buzzed into life. They both made a grab, but Beth got there first. She listened to the curt instructions on the other end and her face set.

  The tossed papers lay ignored on the floor. Josh was already reaching for his jacket. He knew that look. ‘What?’ he demanded as she finished.

  ‘Trouble,’ Beth said, snagging her jacket, as well. ‘Mine collapse on Wildfire Island. One smashed leg, needs evac to the orthopods in Cairns. Plane’s leaving in ten.’

  ‘Mine collapse?’ He was snapping queries as he got organised. ‘Just the one injury?’

  ‘He was injured at the start of it. One of the supports collapsed. Fell on this guy’s leg but the rest of the idiots didn’t see it as a sign they should evacuate. But now...’ She took a deep breath. ‘The collapse looks serious. We’re working on early information but one of the local doctors is trapped, as well.’

  One of the local doctors.

  Wildfire.

  And something inside seemed to freeze.

  Beth stopped, too. ‘Josh? What is it?’

  ‘You said Wildfire. Part of the M’Langi group?’

  ‘Yeah.’

  ‘That’s where Maddie’s working.’

  ‘Maddie?’ Her eyes widened as she understood. ‘Your Maddie?’

  ‘We’re not married.’ It was a dumb thing to say but it was all he could think of.

  ‘I know that. You haven’t been married for years. So how do you know she’s there?’

  ‘I sort of...keep tabs. She’s working fly in, fly out, two weeks there, one week on the mainland. Her mum’s still in a nursing home in Cairns.’

  ‘Right.’ Beth started gathering gear again and he moved into automatic mode and did the same. There was a moment’s loaded silence, and then...

  ‘You mean you stalk her?’ she demanded, but he knew it was Beth’s way of making things light. Making a joke...

  ‘I do not stalk!’

  ‘But you keep tabs.’ There was little to add to their bags, only the drugs they kept locked away or refrigerated. ‘It sounds creepy.’

  ‘We keep in touch. Sort of. Christmas and birthdays. And I take note of where she’s registered to work. In case...’ He hesitated. ‘Hell, I don’t know. In case of nothing.’

  Beth’s face softened. She clipped her bag closed, then touched his shoulder as she straightened. ‘I know,’ she said. ‘I’ve been married twice, remember. Once your ex, always your ex. Unless it’s nasty there’s always a lit
tle bit of them under your skin. But, hey, there’s a sizeable med centre on Wildfire. The trapped doctor doesn’t have to be Maddie.’

  ‘Right.’ But suddenly he was staring into middle distance. He knew... Somehow he knew.

  ‘Earth to Josh,’ Beth said, not so gently now. ‘The plane’s waiting. Let’s go.’

  * * *

  The crash had come from nowhere. One minute Maddie was working efficiently in the dim light, worried but not terrified.

  Now she was terrified.

  She needed to block out the dust and dark and fear.

  Where was her patient?

  She’d lost her torch. She’d fallen, stumbling in terror as the rock wall had crashed around her. She was okay, she decided, pushing her way cautiously to her knees. There was still breathable air if she covered her mouth and breathed through a slit in her fingers. But she couldn’t see.

  Somewhere in here was a guy with a life-threatening bleed.

  Where was the torch?

  Phone app. She practically sobbed with relief as she remembered an afternoon a few weeks ago, sitting on the hospital terrace with Wildfire’s charge nurse, Hettie, while Caroline had shown them apps they could put on their cell phones.

  Most she had no use for, but the torch app had looked useful for things such as checking it was a gecko on her nose and not a spider in the middle of the night. The disadvantages of living in the tropics. But now... Yes! Her phone was in her jacket pocket. She grabbed it and flicked it on.

  One push and a surprising amount of light fought through the dust.

  She could now see the big torch, lying at her feet. She grabbed it. The switch had flicked off when it had fallen. Not broken. She had light.

  Next...

  The guy she’d come in for.

  She’d met them halfway in. Blood had been streaming from Malu’s thigh and he’d been barely conscious. The miners with him had tied a tourniquet but it wasn’t enough.

  ‘He needs more pressure,’ she’d snapped. ‘Put him down.’

  And then she’d felt the rumbles. She’d felt the earth tremble.