Rita's Unseen Destiny.

As Carlson waited for the ambulance to arrive, he cradled Rita's head in his lap, his tears falling onto her face. He whispered words softly to her, trying to comfort her, even though she couldn't hear him. 

 Please, Rita, hang on. Help is on the way. You are going to be okay. You and the baby are you to make it through this."

 Rayan and Samuel stood with their faces grim with concern. They knew that Rita's condition was critical, and every minute counted. 

 Finally, the ambulance arrived, and the paramedics rushed to attend to Rita. They quickly assessed her condition and loaded her into the ambulance. We need to get her into hospital now, she is going into labor.

 Carlson's heart raced with fear as he followed the ambulance to the hospital. He couldn't lose Rita or the baby, not now, not ever. 

 Carlson paced back and forth in the hospital waiting room, his mind racing with worry. Rita was in critical condition, and the doctors were doing everything they could to save her and the baby.

 Samuel and Rayan sat in silence, their faces grim with concern. They had never seen Carlson like this before, and it was clear that he was deeply in love with Rita.

 Finally, the doctor came out to update them on Rita's condition. "She is stable for now, but we need to monitor her closely. The baby is in distress, and we may need to perform an emergency cesarean section if things do not improve. 

 Carlson's face went white with fear. "Can I see her?" He asked, his voice shaking.

 The doctor nodded, "Yes, but please, only for a few minutes. She needs her rest."

 Carlson nodded and followed the doctor to Rita's room. He took her hand in his and whispered softly to her. " Rita, my love, you have to fight. For yourself and for our baby. I can't lose you "

 Rita's eyes flickered open, and she smiled weakly at Carlson. I am trying," She whispered. "I love you." Carlson's tears fell into her hand as he replied. I love you too, Rita. More than anything.

 Carlson's hands trembled as he failed the phone numbers of Rita's parents, Naome and David. He had to tell them about Rita's condition, and he knew it would be easy. 

 "Hello?". Naome's voice answered on the other end. "Hi Naome, it's Carlson. I am at the hospital with Rita. She is in critical condition." 

 There was a pause at the other end, and then Naome's voice came back, laced with worry. What happened? Is she okay?" 

 Carlson took a deep breath "she had been kidnapped by Stessy and his men. We rescued her, but she's exhausted, and the baby is in distress. The doctors are doing everything they can, but it's not looking good. "

 Naome gasped. " We are on our way. Where is she?"

 Carlson gave her the hospital details and Naome promised to be there as soon as possible.

 Next, Carlson called David, Rita's father. He was just as worried and shocked as Naome.

 Carlson, what's going on ?" David demanded. " Is Rita okay?"

 Carlson repeated the story, trying to stay calm.

 David's voice was firm. We would be right there. Take care of her, Carlson. "

 Within an hour, Naome and David arrived at the hospital, their faces etched with worry. Carlson met them in the waiting room and led them to Rita's room.

 Rita's eyes flickered open when she saw her parents. "Mom. Dad." 

 Naome rushed to get to her side, tears streaming down her face. "Rita, my baby. We are here. We are not going anywhere." 

 David stood behind Naome, his eyes fixed on Rita's pale face. We shall get through this kiddo. We shall get through it together. 

 Naome took Rita's hand in hers, her touch warm and comforting. We are here, sweetie. We are not going anywhere. You are going to be okay."

 Rita's eyes filled with tears as she looked at her parents," Mom. Dad." I am so sorry. I was so scared " 

 David's voice was gentle. "You don't have to apologize, kiddo. We are just glad you are safe.

 The doctor came in, a somber expression on his face. Rita's condition is critical, but we are doing everything we can. We will need to monitor her closely and see how she responds to treatment." 

 Naome's eyes narrowed. " What does that mean?"

 The doctor hesitated. It means we shall have to wait and see if Rita and the baby can pull through. It's a tough situation, but we are doing everything we can."

 David's face set in determination. " We shall get through this, we have to."

 As the days passed, Rita's condition remained critical. Her parents stood by her side, praying for her recovery. Carlson was a consistent presence, this love and support a beacon of hope.

 Finally, after weeks of uncertainty, Rita's condition began to improve. She was still weak, but the baby was stable, and Rita's spirits were lifting.

 "We did it, "Naome whispered, tears of joy streaming down her face. "We got through it.

 David smiled, his eyes shinning with happiness. " We sure did, kiddo. We sure did."

 Rita's eyes met Carlson's, and she smiled weekly. "We did it together." 

 As Rita's condition continued to improve, the hospital room was filled with laughter and tears of Joy. Carlson was by her side every step of the way, holding her hands and whispering words of encouragement.

 As the days drew by for Rita to be discharged, she began to feel a familiar sensation in her belly. At first, she thought it was just the baby kicking, but then she realized that her water had broken. She was going into labor?

 Carlson! She cried out, her voice shaking with excitement and a hint of fear. "The baby is coming!" Carlson rushed to her side, his face filled with concern "what do I do?" he asked, looking around frantically for a nurse or doctor.

 Rita took a deep breath and grabbed his hand. Just stay with me," She said, her eyes locked on his." We are in this together."