Beyond the Consequences: Book 5 of the Consequences Series (Volume 5) by Aleatha Romig Page B

did help. “Doctor, I also know my husband. He’ll be worried about me. He’s already concerned about the decrease in medications. He’ll be overly concerned about my getting off of them altogether. And when it comes to a baby, he’ll be worried because… because Nichol’s delivery was rather difficult.”
    “Yes, I saw your medical records. The doctor who delivered her sent me his notes.”
    “But this time… this time will be different. We aren’t on some tropical island. I’ll be here in Iowa. Things will be better.”
    “Are you trying to convince me or yourself?”
    Claire shrugged. “I’d be lying if I said the idea of giving birth again didn’t make me nervous. Tony told me about Nichol’s delivery. I don’t remember any of it.”
    Dr. Brown’s eyes widened.
    “I was unconscious. It’s not a matter of selective memory, if that’s what you’re wondering.”
    “I have a statement from your husband, one I’ve had since you were first admitted. I seem to recall the doctor asking him to make a choice.”
    Claire sat, nodded again, as the lump re-formed in her throat. “He told me. He said that he told the doctor there was no choice. He had to save us both.” A smirk came to her lips. “Anthony Rawlings has a history of getting what he wants.”
    Dr. Brown’s expression hardened. “What if he doesn’t want another baby?”
    Claire’s heartbeat quickened. “He will,” she said confidently.
    “You know my thoughts. First we need to take our time decreasing the medications, but as we do that, I recommend that you and your husband discuss the expansion of your family. I understand your desire to get off the medicine; however, that isn’t the only step to becoming pregnant.”
    “I know,” Claire admitted. “I’m well aware of how it works.”
    Dr. Brown looked at the clock in the corner of her computer screen. “My only concern is that you thoroughly consider the positive and negative consequences of this train of thought.”
    “Oh, Dr. Brown, let me assure you, I’m thoroughly aware of consequences.”
     

     
    LATER THAT NIGHT, Claire stood at the window in their master bedroom suite and gazed out over the darkened backyard.
    Seven years.
    She wasn’t sure why the thought hadn’t occurred to her until now, late at night on March 19 th , but it hadn’t. Claire was glad she’d been busy talking to Dr. Brown about her medications, sex, and a baby. The thoughts that she was currently having were not ones she wanted to analyze. Heaven knows they’d been analyzed enough, by her, her doctors, therapists, family, Tony, his therapists, even the whole damn world. Maybe it was that Rawls-Nichols card that arrived today. Did the sender remember this date before Claire?
    If she did, it didn’t narrow the list of suspected senders. The date, March 19, 2010, was well documented in both Meredith’s book and in court records.
    As Claire looked out to the moonlit trees and beyond she couldn’t help but remember the same night seven years ago. The view before her wasn’t the same as the one she saw that night from her suite. Reaching for the handle to the glass door leading to their balcony, Claire fought the urge to open it, to assure that it would open. Slowly, she pulled her hand away. The door would open, just as the front door did or any other. Hell, she’d been to Cedar Rapids just today. Everything was different than it had been. The whole damn house was different, and yet it was the same. So many things had changed. Claire wished that some of her memories would be forgotten and gone forever.
    The man she was currently married to was nothing like the man of seven years ago. She was different too. They’d both been through so much, too much. However, as Claire stared at the woods she knew that there would forever be triggers. She shook her head. Courtney was right. She even processed her own thoughts like her therapists. Dr. Brown called them that—triggers. They couldn’t be