"Careful, now. Easy. We don't want to hurt her, or the twins," Dukey said as he lifted Clara with the Minister's help. "She just said 'Three what?' and passed out. I'll call that nurse that's taking care of my friend Bubba, when we get her into the house."<br/><br/>Together, they carried her through the door, and set her comfortably on the couch. Dukey left Mac with her, and called Marcel's number, pacing as it rang, getting his voicemail.<br/><br/><em>Y'all got Marcel, here. Leave yer message at the beep.</em><br/><br/>"Bubba, it's me. I need to talk to Molly! Have her call me back, as soon as you get this!" He hung up and looked back in on Clara, wondering what could have caused her to be in her current condition, aside from the pregnancy. He knew how that happened.