Edge in the Nobody

It all happened in a flash. I went with good news and left with bad. I look to my husband, Charles, and he looks back with pain in his dark brown eyes. He is holding our daughter, Sophie, in his arms. She is unconscious. The ambulance comes to the scene of the crash and whisks us all away.

At the hospital, The doctors take Sophie. They run tests and scans; they poke and prod. They run their tests on Charles and I and then take us to the waiting room. There, we wait for hours. I lean on my Charles. I only have two questions that are running through mind. Is Sophie going to wake up? Is my baby going to be okay? I'm pregnant. We were on our way to tell the family and we got into a crash.

The doctor walks in after three hours of waiting and calls us into her office. "I'm Dr. Alex Reid." She says quietly as to not disturb the other patients. "I'm the Chief Surgical Resident here at Hope Zion Hospital. I also do consults. Please, take a seat." She points to two chairs and goes to sit behind a desk.

As we sit I say, "Hi. I'm Alli and this is my husband Charles. How's she doing?" I say slowly and shakily.

"Well," she pauses. I look into her eyes the are a light green with a touch of hazel, a bit lighter than Charles', and very trustworthy. She is about my height and has dark brown, almost black, hair. It's a few shades lighter than mine. She continues, "I have good news and I have bad news. Which would you like first?"

I look to Charles, "Give us the good news," he says slowly looking back at me, unsure.

"Okay," She pauses, folds her hands, and places them lightly on the desk, "the good news is your baby is going to be fine."

I breathe a sigh of relief but I brace for the bad news. I put my arm around Charles' bicep. " Whats the bad news?" I ask carefully.

"I'm afraid Sophie is in a coma." She talks with sorrow in her voice, as if she is going through this herself.

"Can we see her?"

"Of course." She explains Sophie's condition, what she will look like, the machines, what they do, why they are there.

She has us follow her to the ICU. Everything looks so... robotic. It's like nothing is her. It seems like she has been completely transformed into a robot. It's all like one big dream. Like I'm going to wake up any minute now and it will all be over. I'm not going to wake up. This is real. This is what my life is now. I sat down in a big, blue chair facing Sophie's bed and cried. I couldn't help myself. There was nothing left to do. Charles is in the hallway calling everyone and telling them the news about Sophie. I look at her. Her golden-brown hair, the same color as Charles', rested on her shoulders. She looks like her dad but she has my eyes. They are grey touch of blue, and green.

Charles walked back in the room putting his iPhone in his pocket,"Hey Al," he greets, "how's she doing? The family and the guys will be here soon. We are going to have to tell them."

"I know," I say wiping my eyes. "It's just... what are we going to do?"

He grabs my hands, stands me up, and pulls me closer to him, "Alli, listen to me. We are going to do everything in our power to keep our daughter alive. We are her life line. You are her life line. You have to be there for her. You have to be strong. You have to be her rock just like you were for me." He continues to hold me in his arms. We could have stayed there forever. He kisses my forehead and let's go.

I turn around and see everyone standing there: my parents, Charles' parents; Melissa, Charles' sister; Justin, my brother; the guys from Charles' band, We the Kings. In the perfect world I created for myself, I didn't hear them walk in. I hug everyone, sniffling, and wiping my, now red, eyes.

After a few minutes, I sat in one of the chairs and called everyone over. " Guys, can you come over here?" The walk over. " Okay, so, we were going to tell you all this under much happier circumstances." I pause and look at Charles. He puts his hands on lightly on my shoulder. I continue, "I'm pregnant." They look at me like I'm crazy. The comfort, or there like of, didn't help with anything. The shock on their faces made me wish I was in a coma.

After a little while longer, they all left. Charles went home to check on the dogs, Zoey and Marley. I am all alone looking at a lifeless, almost dead, version of my daughter. What happens after this? How do we go on? I think to myself. Dr. Reid walks in.

She sees me sitting there and after taking care of something she comes over to me. "Listen, Alli, I- I know what you're going through."

I was skeptical. There was no way anyone else is experiencing something as tragic as I am right now. "Do you really, Dr. Reid? Does anyone really know what I'm going through?"

"Yes, someone does. It's me. Me fiance, a doctor here at the hospital, is in a coma. He's been like this since an hour before our wedding. That was six weeks ago... Today I found out that I am pregnant. Now all that runs through my mind is, what if something happens? My baby might have to go through life without knowing his or her father. I would only have the memories to tell them, pictures to show..." She stops chocking back tears, her eyes slowing filling with water but she blinks it back again. "How do you get through something like this?"

I chuckle once, "It seems like I should be asking you that. The truth is, you have to stay strong. You can't lose hope. You have to believe that they are out there trying to get back to you, and you have to do everything in your power to get them back. Remember that you are his rock and if you crumble, he crumbles."

She gets a page."Thank you," she says hugging me and walks out.

I look at Sophie and think about the sunrise. I have always said that the sunrise was the last glint of hope for the world. Every time I saw a sunrise I knew everything was right in the world, and everything will be okay. Sophie was my sunrise; now it's gone. Everything is dark. It's eternally nighttime. Every time I looked into that little girl's eyes I saw hope for the future, and now, until she opens those beautiful grey-blue eyes, it will be lost. All hope is lost.

Charles walks in finally. "I took the dogs to your parents' house. How are you doing?"

"I'm fine," I say, "but my head's starting to hurt and I'm starting to feel nauseous. I think I'm going to try and sleep."

"Wait, you might want to get it checked out. I mean, it could be a concussion. I don't need both of you in comas."

"I can't Charles, the radiation."

"At least talk to Dr. Reid?"

"Talk to me about what?" Dr. Reid sneaks up to me.

"I'm starting to get a headache. I've had migraines in the past. I think it's the stress of Sophie and the baby but Charles wants me to get it checked out to make sure it's not a concussion. Won't that harm the baby though?" I reply quickly after the startle.

"Well it's always good to get it checked out. Especially, after a crash you had. There is a blood test we can do to check for concussion. I'll go get that and be back in about ten of fifteen minutes. We should know within the next hour. Do you want to test too, Charles?"

I make him take the test. They both came back negative. I go over to that same blue chair that I have spent almost nine hours in today, and sleep. Finally, at midnight.

I started a new story. A cross over of Saving Hope and CTFxC. I will upload a different point of view every time I upload. I hope you Enjoy it. Tell me what you want to read.