One Kiss in Tokyo...

by Scarlet Wilson

  He blinked. Once.

  ‘I like him.’ There. She’d said it out loud.

  Her stomach instantly churned. It wasn’t entirely true. But only she knew that. She more than liked him. She just didn’t know if she was ready to admit that.

  Don was staring at her. She didn’t move, didn’t flinch—no matter how uncomfortable she felt. Sometimes it felt like those eyes could feel about in her brain and find the truth that she kept hidden. Like the time she’d sworn at a neighbour’s kid, then said she hadn’t. Or the time as a teenager she might have gone somewhere she shouldn’t have. Don seemed to know everything.

  ‘Only like him?’

  Yep. He could see right into her brain. She thought for a second. ‘I don’t know. He makes me smile. I enjoy spending time with him. I intend to keep spending time with him.’ She sucked in a deep breath. ‘I took him to meet Hiroko.’

  One eyebrow rose. ‘Were you trying to determine his staying power?’

  She smiled. ‘Nothing like a cantankerous grandmother to scare a man off.’

  ‘And has she?’

  Katsuko paused, then shook her head as little pieces of the puzzle of Avery Flynn started to fall into place in her brain. ‘Actually, not at all.’

  Don gave a silent nod. ‘What did you mean earlier?’

  She was surprised at the subject change. She’d expected to be grilled on Avery—or at the very least asked for an introduction. She cringed as she realised he’d met her grandmother before he’d met Don. In hindsight that didn’t seem quite right.

  ‘Which part?’

  Don looked serious. ‘The part about living somewhere else?’

  Had she said that out loud? Oh, no. That wasn’t how she wanted to have this conversation. She wasn’t even sure she was ready to have it yet. It had just been floating around inside her.

  ‘I’ve been thinking. If I want to do well in the air force, if I want to get a promotion, I should probably think about serving on another base.’

  Don moved around the table and picked up a pile of papers. Distraction technique. Thinking time.

  He didn’t meet her gaze. Just nodded as his eyes fixed on the table. ‘Yes, you probably should.’ There was the tiniest waver in his voice and that broke her heart. Don wasn’t her biological father, but she’d come to think of him that way. After a few years of staying with him she’d just started calling him Dad. It had seemed natural. It might be by default, but he’d become every bit as important to her as her own father had been. It had only been in the last few years, as an adult, that she’d occasionally called him Don again. He didn’t seem to mind what she called him. Their relationship was that good, that steady, and she’d just hurt him.

  Tears filled her eyes.

  Don looked up. ‘Where do you want to go?’

  She shook her head and tried to blink back the tears. ‘I haven’t thought about it enough yet. I’d like to work somewhere I can get some different nursing experience.’

  ‘You’re bored with the ER?’

  ‘I’ll never be bored with the ER, but I need to grow as a nurse. Maybe I need to think about Theatres or ICU.’

  Don opened his mouth to say something, then closed it again. Whatever it was, he must have reconsidered. ‘Why don’t we sit down sometime and look at the options?’

  He was so matter-of-fact. So supportive. She walked over and put her hands around his neck and hugged him. She didn’t do that much now. But she could tell he needed it. The man who’d practically given up his own life for her, manoeuvred a way to let them both remain in Japan, and supported her every step of the way was doing what every parent did at some stage—letting their child move on without them.

  And after a few seconds Don hugged her back.

  * * *

  It was a weird kind of day. Some people were still shooting him strange glances. Some were cracking jokes to his face. There was even an occasional warning glance.

  Katsuko had been a little strange when she’d come to see him last night. After six weeks his house was finally starting to smell like something resembling normal. He’d bought around a hundred candles at a local market, all smelling of Japanese maple and jasmine, and had nearly burned them all. Katsuko hadn’t even wrinkled her nose when she’d walked through his door last night.

  But things had been a bit strained. Something was on her mind and she didn’t seem to want to talk about it. She said the General had spoken to her but was fine.

  Fine. What did that mean?

  Tonight’s night shift was slow. Which was unusual.

  But it was a Tuesday. Did anything happen on a Tuesday? The other doctor on duty was due to sit exams so Avery had told him to hide out in the office with his books. Lily, the pregnant nurse, had looked a bit tired, so he’d sent her off to the staffroom to put her feet up for a while.

  Katsuko had chatted casually, but had seemed very conscious that people were watching their every move so had managed to keep herself busy.

  His stomach gave a little grumble so he stood up and stretched his back. ‘Back in five, folks. I’m going to grab a sandwich.’

  He strolled down the corridor, glancing from side to side. Katsuko was around here somewhere, maybe she’d join him for a coffee.

  He pushed the door open.

  And stopped thinking about food.

  Lily was on the floor, having a seizure. Her arms and legs were jerking heavily.

  ‘Help! I need help in here!’ he shouted. Avery had never been a doctor who panicked. But a sudden wave swept over him.

  What on earth...?

  He was next to her in a second, turning her on to her side into the recovery position. She’d vomited, so he wiped at her mouth trying to maintain her airway. How long had she been doing this?

  He glanced at his watch. It was important to time any seizure. He could only time it from the moment he’d found her, so that was where he’d start.

  ‘Help!’ he shouted again. Katsuko and Frank burst through the doors, complete confusion on their faces.

  Katsuko’s eyes were wide. ‘Lily!’ She ran over and dropped to her knees beside Avery. Frank turned on his heel and left.

  ‘What on earth’s wrong? She’s been fine.’

  Avery shook his head. Now he felt sick. He’d told her to come and rest earlier. She’d looked tired and had complained about her sore back. A pregnant woman nearing the end of her pregnancy. He hadn’t thought any more than that.

  ‘I have no idea. Has she complained about anything to you?’

  Frank burst back through the doors, carrying a patient slide and pulling a trolley behind him. Two other members of staff were pale-faced behind him.

  ‘We’ll need to lift her onto the trolley, put this under her,’ said Frank.

  No one cared they were about to break all the health and safety rules about lifting patients from the floor. There wasn’t time to go and find a proper patient hoist.

  Avery was still trying to maintain Lily’s airway. ‘Anyone know anything about this? I thought Lily was well.’

  ‘So did I,’ said Katsuko quietly.

  ‘Hold on.’ Avery lifted his hand and everyone froze. The seizure seemed to be coming to an end, the jerking slowing.

  ‘Wait until it’s finished before we move her. I have no idea if she fell to the floor or slid from the chair. The last thing we need to do is drop her and cause any harm to her baby.’

  When the jerking stopped he gave the signal and they pulled her further onto her side and slid the patient slide underneath her. They had her on the trolley with the safety sides in place in only a few seconds.

  Avery didn’t even need to give the command. They took her straight to the resus room.

  All the staff moved instantly. A blood-pressure cuff was put in place, her airwa
y checked and an oxygen mask put on her face.

  ‘I’ll pull up her medical records,’ said one of the admin staff. Avery gave her a grateful nod. She didn’t normally come near the resus room but these were exceptional circumstances.

  ‘I need to know what her last BP reading was. I need her last set of blood results and her last urine test. Shout them out when you find them, along with special notes from her obstetrician.’

  ‘I’ll contact her husband,’ shouted someone else.

  Katsuko took less than a minute to draw some bloods and insert a cannula. They’d need access to a vein if she started to fit again.

  Now her airway was secure he walked around the bed and pulled off her shoes. Lily was wearing scrubs, the same as everyone else. He pulled up one trouser leg. And blinked.

  Oedema. Lots of it. He pressed hard against her skin, trying to reach her ankle bone, and watched as the impression of his finger slowly filled again. Pitting oedema.

  He pulled up her scrub top to get a look at her belly. ‘Someone find me a foetal monitor—I need to check the baby.’ He pressed his hands against her stomach. Oedema too.

  ‘Why did we never notice any oedema?’ he said out loud. He looked back at Lily’s face. Did it look any different from normal? He didn’t think so.

  He reached for one of Lily’s hands. She only wore her wedding ring. It was a little tight but not excessively so. Her face and hands weren’t obviously swollen like her abdomen and legs.

  ‘What’s the BP?’ His eyes glanced at the monitor.

  ‘One-eighty over one-fifteen.’

  There were anxious glances around the room. Avery turned to Katsuko and spoke in a low voice. ‘Find me her obstetrician. I don’t care what time of the night it is.’

  He turned to the rest of the staff. ‘We have to treat this as eclampsia. I need a magnesium sulphate infusion to help prevent more seizures and some IV hydralazine for her blood pressure. Let’s get Lily stabilised.’

  Hardly anyone spoke. All the staff were too shocked. Everyone kept their heads down and moved on automatic pilot. Avery felt a bit like that himself. He’d only been here six weeks, some of the staff here would have worked with Lily for years. He couldn’t even imagine how they were feeling.

  Katsuko walked back in, her expression serious. She handed him the phone. ‘Her obstetrician, Dr Tanaka, is on the other side of Tokyo. He’s more than an hour away. Can you talk to him?’

  Avery looked around the room again. This time it was a shout of pure frustration. ‘Did someone find me a foetal monitor?’

  Someone scurried from the room. He grabbed the phone from Katsuko’s hand and walked to the doorway, out of earshot of the rest of the staff. Luan, the doctor who’d been studying earlier, appeared wide-eyed in front of him. Avery gestured over his shoulder. ‘I need to speak to Lily’s obstetrician. Keep an eye on her.’

  He waited until Luan was inside the room, then pressed the phone to his ear and leaned back against the wall. He kept his voice low. ‘Dr Tanaka? You’ll need to help me out here. I’m an emergency physician. I’ve delivered two babies in the last seven years and both of them virtually fell into my hands.’

  He didn’t have time to be coy. He knew basic obstetrics but he was by no means an expert. Some doctors didn’t like to admit that they didn’t know everything. Avery wasn’t that foolish. A staff member’s—and her baby’s—life could be on the line here.

  Even Dr Tanaka sounded panicked while he spoke. ‘Tell me what you’ve done.’

  ‘Lily was seizing when I found her. She’d previously said she was getting tired and her back was sore. She has widespread oedema on her legs and abdomen but not her hands and face. She’s hypertensive, one-eighty over one-fifteen. I’ve started her on magnesium sulphate and given her a bolus of hydralazine.’

  He heard Dr Tanaka suck in a sharp breath. ‘Give me a second. I’m pulling up her notes. Okay. There have been no problems with this pregnancy. It’s been straightforward. Lily had two miscarriages before this, but no other history of note. I saw her around ten days ago. BP normal, urine clear. I examined her—there was no oedema.’ He took another breath. ‘Lily’s a nurse. She’s an intelligent woman. This has to have been sudden onset. A little lower leg oedema in late pregnancy wouldn’t be alarming. She’s currently just over thirty-five weeks and was due to see me again in a couple of days. I think, at this stage, we have to consider HELLP syndrome. Tell me about the baby.’

  Avery let out the breath he’d been holding. HELLP syndrome. Not what he wanted to hear. Haemolysis, elevated liver enzymes and low platelet count. It could be life threatening for both mother and baby.

  There was a hand on his shoulder. Katsuko held up the foetal monitor. ‘Do you want me to do this?’

  He could hear the waver in her voice. She was scared. Scared that something bad was about to happen to her colleague. He shook his head. ‘Give me a minute,’ he said into the phone as he handed it to Katsuko. ‘Talk to Dr Tanaka.’

  As he strode back into the room he felt like all eyes were on him. The foetal monitor wasn’t the most modern he’d ever seen but then again this wasn’t an obstetrician’s office. All he needed to do right now was find a heartbeat.

  He switched on the monitor and put his hands on Lily’s abdomen again, trying to establish the lie of the baby. He turned the sound up on the monitor. The room instantly quietened.

  He pressed the monitor to Lily’s swollen stomach and held his breath.

  Nothing.

  He adjusted the position and pushed back the horrible little surge of panic. Doctors didn’t panic. They just didn’t.

  Still nothing. Did this thing even work?

  ‘Dr Tanaka says he’s found a family history of eclampsia in Lily’s notes. Both her mother and aunt suffered from it.’

  Perfect. Just perfect.

  He pressed harder.

  Finally. A heartbeat. The wave of relief only lasted a few seconds. He checked the reading on the monitor. One-eighteen.

  He walked back to the doorway and took the phone from Katsuko. He kept his voice low. ‘Foetal bradycardia. One hundred and eighteen beats per minute.’

  ‘That’s not unexpected with eclampsia and HELLP syndrome, particularly after a seizure,’ said Dr Tanaka. ‘It could also be due to the magnesium sulphate. You’ll need to keep monitoring closely. Have you taken bloods?’

  ‘Yes, they’re done.’

  ‘Good, in that case find an anaesthetist to assess Lily. I’m leaving now. If this is HELLP syndrome we’ll need to deliver the baby as soon as possible. Keep monitoring her blood pressure and the baby.’

  Avery listened to a few more instructions before finally hanging up. Katsuko was at his side in an instant. ‘Are you okay?’

  ‘Are you?’

  She closed her eyes for just a second, then opened them again, pushing her shoulders down and meeting his gaze. ‘I have to be. We have to be.’

  We.

  He knew what she was saying. He knew that she didn’t really mean that. And while he’d always been an attentive and caring boyfriend, as soon as any ex had started referring to them as we it had sent uncomfortable prickles down his spine and he’d looked forward to shipping out.

  He’d never made promises of for ever because he just didn’t believe in them. They didn’t exist. Oh, the start of every relationship was good. The honeymoon period when you wanted to see someone as much as possible and just the fact they walked in the room could make you smile.

  But it never lasted. At least it hadn’t for his mother, father or sister. Why should he be any different?

  But this time he didn’t have uncomfortable prickles. He didn’t have that horrible worry of letting someone down.

  Even though the resus room was the busiest room in the ER, no one was looking at them. Everyone was foc
using on Lily—just the way they should.

  He reached forward and threaded his fingers through Katsuko’s. Something about touching her felt completely natural. Felt like the thing that he was supposed to do. ‘Let’s get through this,’ he said quietly. ‘We’re not leaving until Lily and her baby are safe.’

  Katsuko nodded. ‘Let’s do this.’

  * * *

  Lily’s husband was distraught. Avery had spoken to him calmly and with an assurance Katsuko knew he didn’t really have. ‘I told her to stop work,’ he said, shaking his head. ‘I told her it was time to rest and forget about work.’

  ‘Did she complain of anything except being tired and having a sore back?’

  Lily’s husband nodded. ‘She’s felt sick the last two days. She was joking about the morning sickness being back. And she was uncomfortable. She had a weird kind of pain around her right side. And she had a bit of a headache last night that wouldn’t shift.’

  Katsuko shot a glance at Avery. Everything fitted with the guidelines she’d pulled up for HELLP syndrome. It wasn’t something she’d seen in the ER before. Last time she’d encountered this she’d been doing a student placement in a labour ward. She held out her hand towards Lily’s husband. She’d known them both for a few years. ‘Come on, Luke. Let me take you to see her. The obstetrician will be here any minute and I suspect you’re going to meet your baby soon after that.’

  She led him down the corridor to the resus room and put her arm around him when he seemed to crumple. Frank found a chair and said lots of reassuring words. There had been no more seizures and Lily’s blood pressure had started to drop just a little.

  * * *

  Two hours later Lily and her husband had a baby son. Protocols stated that because a member of staff had become unwell on duty, Blake Anderson had to be called. He took the decision to call in the next shift early and send everyone else home.

  ‘We’ll debrief tomorrow, folks. It’s always hard when it’s one of our own. Let’s give Lily and her husband some time and space to recover. Then we can all celebrate the new arrival.’