Kill Switch by Penelope Douglas

Banks and Rika wandered about, offering me coffee or to
find some scrubs, so I could get out of my bloody clothes, but
I was rooted to this spot, waiting for the doctor or a nurse to
come and let us know what was going on with him.
Kai and Will had also shown up, and it occurred to me to
call my sister to let her know he was in the ER, but that
fleeting thought left as quickly as it came. He wouldn’t want
her here, and all she’d be worried about was if she still got her
settlement if he died.
I heard doors swing open and closed and felt people
surround me suddenly.
“Well, he lost a lot of blood,” a woman told us. “Right
now, the doctor is working to close the wound, but Mr.
Torrance does need blood. We’ve gone through our supply of
B-negative, but it’s one of the rarer blood types, and he can
only have a transfusion from other B or O-negatives.”
I was O-positive, so I was out.
“We’ve had to request more from a hospital in Meridian
City,” she told us. “It’ll hopefully be here soon.”
“Banks?” Will spoke up. “You’re O-negative, right? We all
did that blood drive last summer. He can get blood from you.”
Oh, good. I started to breathe a little easier, but she didn’t
say anything for a moment, and I starting worrying again.
“Um…yeah,” she finally stuttered, “but I, uh…I can’t
donate blood, I don’t think.”
“Why?” Will prodded.
She laughed nervously under her breath. “I’m, um… I’m
pregnant.”
Everyone fell silent, but I couldn’t help but smile a little at
the irony.
Uncle Damon. That would be fun.
“I was trying to find a way to tell you,” she said to her
husband, I assumed. “Something special. Sorry it happened
like this.”