Umm, I'm not actually sure what brought this on. Mostly I was going through a load of old documents and I found it half finished. Cleaned it up a little bit and figured that I would share it. A short exploration of a moment in Scott's life.
I also have no idea why this fandom gets me writing in the first person.
Disclaimer: It's not mine, I'm giving it back. I write for purely entertainment purposes and make no money from it at all. Besides, I like to play with Scott a little even if I can't keep him.
Life.
I've seen death so often, it never ceases to fill me with horror and disgust when so much of it could have been prevented. But this, this is a wonder and a miracle that I never thought I would get a chance to see, let alone experience for myself. All my life I've been dedicated to my family, or the Air Force or to International Rescue. None of those has been a good environment for meeting a woman, nurturing a relationship but here I am.
Only moments ago the woman I love was screaming in unbearable agony while I stood by helpless. I've only felt this kind of helplessness on a rescue and at least then I know that I can try something, do something, to attempt to make things better. This time all I could do was wait, hold her hand and offer comfort. All I could do was endure her cries and watch her agony. All I could do was wait.
Her blonde hair is dark with sweat, stuck to her scalp in ragged lines. Green eyes are circled with dark shadows, her skin flushed with exertion. She has never looked so beautiful. Tired, but she shines, content and accomplished as tears gather in her eyes. I realise that I'm crying as I lean down to kiss her, I don't remember the last time that I shed tears.
My hand is shaking as I reach out to brush a finger through a shock of dark hair. My family is outside waiting, our family is waiting, for news. I want to go out there and tell them, I want to shout this news from the skies.
I have a son.
Artemis