Water could revive someone, right? Maybe if he tried that again, or...or something else? Anything to avoid that hospital idea, which felt more and more like signing Rose's death sentence. The media, the scrutiny, the fear from humans confronted with something they didn't understand - it would consume them all over again.
At all costs, Blake needed to avoid that nightmare scenario from repeating itself. There had to be another way to get Rose the help she so desperately needed right now. Some way that didn't put their fragile new life at risk of shattering apart.
If only the one person who might understand would pick up their damn phone...
Just then, Blake's phone lit up with an incoming call, the ringtone seeming to cut through the tense silence like a lifeline. He didn't hesitate for even a second before answering.
"Hello? Martina?" Blake's voice was thick with urgency and relief.
