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She screamed. The pain hitting her was so intense. She couldn’t breathe. The pain was coming more frequently now.
She just had to breathe. She could do this. Breathe. Just breathe. Just a little more. With a final scream it was over.
She could still remember their last moments together. Time slipping through their hands like sand.
Only two minutes. Please god too fast! Not enough time. Never enough time. Not for them.
“There’s five of us now.” She could see his confusion.
“Mum, Dad, Mickey and…..the baby.” She couldn’t look at him.
“You’re not..?" Wonder. Disbelief. Shock. Pain.
“No.” The lie tasted bitter in her mouth. Would the taste never leave her?
She knew that she couldn’t tell him. How could she tell him, how could she tell him that he wasn’t alone anymore. That he was going to be a father again.
The answer was simple. She couldn’t.
To reveal the truth would break him truly and completely. She knew this. She knew him.
She knew her doctor was always standing on the edge of sanity. He would tear a hole through the universe and nothing could stop him. He said it himself once. He would risk it all.
Destroy it all.
If he knew the truth.
She knew as she looked at the little bundle in her arms that she would get back to him because nothing was impossible. Just look at their miracle.
Elizabeth Anne Tyler.
Well first time ever writing anything. I so blame BuffyCharmed and her amazing Slayer who fanart. Would love to know what you think. Good? Bad?