"I'm not a doctor, so please bear with me," Elliot's hands trembled as they lift the bloody material to Victoria's waist.
Her scream echoed throughout the night, causing the pilot to lose control of the jet for a mild second.
"Would you watch it up there! I'm dealing with a very serious procedure over here!" Shouted a panicked Elliot. His hands dropping to his side as sweat trickled down his face.
'What did those people do in the movies?'
"Can someone get me a basin of boiling water and a few washcloths?!" asked Elliot, making direct eye contact with the driver standing before him.
Hands running over her bulge, settling at the side of her waist. "I need you to take deep breaths for me, okay?" he instructed with a sincere smile.
Victoria's dress got soaked with the amount of sweat she was producing. Her skin flushed red as the blood tried to force its way on the surface.
