End the call takes all of Demelza's strength and she tucks the telephone back into her dress pocket with trembling fingers, looking at the woman who has been assisting her all this time. The people in the ambulance are efficient, however, and they're kind and they work easily with Demelza, asking her questions and generally putting her at ease, a task which she would have not thought possible. But soon enough she's smiling, even as they test her blood pressure and put the cold metal against her chest to listen to her heart beat.

"And here we are," the woman says as they pull up outside of the hospital. "All with nothing to worry about, just like I said. Is this your first baby?"

Demelza shakes her head. "My second, though tis my first in Darrow. All this is very different than what I'm used to." She never thinks twice about telling people she's not from Darrow, doesn't understand the fuss about it at all when she's sure people can tell simply by looking at her, at the way she dresses and the language she uses. Still, two of the people in the ambulance exchange a glance that's not unnoticed by Demelza and had another pain not gripped her, she knows she would have asked what they thought they were doing, looking at each other like that with no regard for her or her baby, just because they're from somewhere else.

But by the time the pain has passed, she's all but forgotten, especially as she spots Ross through the window.

"There's my husband!" she says, pointing as they begin to unload her from the ambulance. "Ross, I'm here!"