“How are you?” Aaralyn asked seriously.
Beth nodded. “I’m okay. Getting along, I guess.”
“When did you last eat?” she asked.
“I don’t know,” Beth said truthfully.
Aari smiled sadly and hugged her again.
“Do you know where Daniel is?” Isabella asked.
“I think he was in the lab with Zeke and Caelan,” Aari responded.
Isabella nodded her thanks and left again, taking Beth with her.
Beth followed numbly. There was something inside her mind that told her she was pregnant with Robert’s child, but she wanted confirmation of it, and she needed one of the... Paraa to get it.
She followed Ibby through another door.
“Zeke, look at this,” Daniel said, looking into a microscope. “The cells are fighting back against the infection.”
“Really?” Zeke exclaimed, rushing over. Daniel stepped aside to allow him to peer down the microscope.
“This is the first successful test of malaria drugs, Zeke.”
Zeke stepped back, a stunned look on his face.
“As monumental as this discovery is, I need to steal Daniel for a few minutes,” Isabella said.
“Yes, of course,” Zeke said, sounding as though in a daze.
Daniel followed Isabella and Beth out of the lab and further down the corridor. Ibby led them to a door opposite those that led to the cells. Beth shuddered, remembering what had happened last time she’d gone down there...
Isabella held the door open for them and shut it after they were all in.
“Hello, Beth,” Daniel said. “How are you?”
She shrugged. “Possibly pregnant,” she whispered, looking down at the floor and wrapping her arms around her stomach.
“Ah, I see.”
Beth looked around the small room they were in. There was one table in the room, with three chairs, one on one side and two on the other. She took a seat in the single chair. Daniel and Ibby sat opposite her.
“What do I need to do?” she asked, looking between the two of them.
Daniel reached out. “Give me your hand.”
She placed her hand in his and he turned it over, so her palm was up. He ran the tips of his fingers down her arm, stopping just below her wrist.
A sharp pain caused her to yelp. Then Daniel was gently rubbing his finger over her wrist, gathering her blood. When he pulled his finger away, the small hole in her skin closed immediately, stopping the blood.
He quickly touched his finger to his tongue. A frown cropped up on his face immediately.
“Well?” Isabella prompted him.
He paused for a moment longer, the second dragging by as slowly as a butterfly without wings. Time seemed to stop altogether as Daniel said nothing. One more second passed, becoming clouds a windless day; not moving because there was nothing to push it.
“I don’t know,” he finally admitted.