Riley woke up to see Lana checking her monitors. Lana’s face was pale, her eyes narrowed as she considered the screens, absently rubbing her stomach.
“Hey,” Lana said when she realized Riley was awake, “how are you feeling?”
“Pretty bad, actually.” Riley licked her chapped lips. “What time is it?”
“Around 6:30 in the morning.” Lana looked back at the monitors. “I couldn’t sleep last night so I decided to come over early and check on you.”
“I’m sorry,” Riley whispered.
Lana frowned. “Don’t apologize. You’re the one who is sick.” She looked back at Riley. “Wesley and I have a call scheduled at eight with the commander.”
“Is Kent here yet?”
Lana shook her head. “Not yet. Hopefully within the hour. Patrick said they were driving through the night but it’s still a long drive.”
“I hope h
