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Carla's POV

"Oh my god! Get her out of me right now! Right now I said!" I shrieked in pain as the nurses dressed in scrubs bustled around, getting ready for the procedure and started to help the doctor.

"Push, Carla! She is not going to come out of you without any help!" The doctor ordered me. He ordered me?! My scream pierced the air again. My body starts to strain which made me breathe heavily in and out. The contractions were getting worse by the minute. My body writhed in pain as I shouted.

A man rushed into the room, dressed in scrubs, to my side. He held my hand which soothed my… Goddamn it! No! I squeezed his hand, practically crushing his bones to dust. He was not fazed like he was used to this pain.

He whispered into my ear as he tried his best to sooth me.

"You're doing great honey. Keep going!" He cheered me on.

"F..Frank… Help me, please…" I whispered out of pain. "It hurts so much…" I push two more times, screaming each time.

10 hours later of hard labor and almost crushing my husband's hand. My ears, no the room was pierced were a beautiful sound of a baby's cries.

"Congratulations, Carla and Frank. You have a beautiful baby girl."

Frank kissed my forehead then my lips. He leaned his forehead against mine.

"You have such soft lips Carla… I love you. Thank you for bringing this baby girl into our lives." before he walked towards the doctor.

"Mr. Lambert, would you like to cut your daughter's umbilical cord?" Frank started to cry once he got asked that question. He nodded and took the scalpel knife and did as the doctor directed. He soon clamped it shut so that it would not get infected.

The nurse wrapped the baby girl into a warm fuzzy pink blanket before she handed her off to me.

"What are you going to name her?"

"Anastasia Rose Lambert." I whispered as Frank cried and nodded. God, he was so sensitive but that is what I loved about him. I scooted my body over so he had room to lay down on the bed with Anastasia and I.

"Will you take a picture of all of us together?" Frank handed his camera to the nurse to which she nodded.

"1...2...3… Say cheese." She clicked the camera as we soon as we were all smiling.

Three Hours Later

"Understood sir. I will be on my way." Frank took orders on his cellphone before closing his cellphone.

"Carla, baby, I have to go train with my platoon." He whispered to me, kissing my lips. God, I longed for lips whenever he left me. His body against mine. Inside of mine. I simply just nodded and kissed him one more time, making it last as long as possible.

His lips lingered against mine before pressing them against mine once more, this time his tongue sliding along my bottom lip. As he pulled away, I bit my lower lip to stop myself from pouting.

His thumb pulled my lower lip from my teeth and gave me one more kiss before he ran off to catch the next plane out to Iraq to meet with his platoon for more training.

The Next Day

An older man in uniform came to the hospital while I was nursing Anastasia.

"Mrs. Lambert?"

"Yes who is asking?"

"I am Captain Brian Michael Stann. Ma'am, I come with an important message from the Secretary of State."

I was fully alerted and I hoped it was not what I expected. What I expected was the worst. I gave Anastasia to the nurse who exited the room with her.

"I come with the deepest regret from myself and the Secretary of State…."

My brain shut down. I would not hear this. This can not be real. This has got to be just a dream.

Age 1, Anastasia Rose POV

Mama said daddy was hero.

Mama said daddy loved me.

Why did he leave mama?

Why do you leak mama?

Are your eyes broken?

Are we broken?

Mama and I walked, hand-in-hand, into the grocery store. She grabbed a cart and I immediately hopped in front of it and let her push me. I loved to stand on the edge of the cart. It felt like we were going really fast.

The subject always came up of dads and how great they were. I never experienced it. I actually hated to bring up the subject of my dad in front of her because she always leaked. I blurted it out because it was as if I could not help it. Everyone around me seemed to brag about their dads.

"My daddy is a fireman! He fights fires!" A girl named Daisy proudly called out as soon as the teacher called on her eager hand that was raised in the air.

"Anastasia? What does your dad do for a job?" The daycare assistant smiled, obviously oblivious that my dad was gone.

Curiosity killed the cat.

Later That Night, Anastasia Rose POV

"Mama, where's dad?"

She stopped immediately and I felt her stiffen up. Her hand grasped my hand more tightly. Mama only did this when she was about to leak.

I'm sorry mama. I don't need to know.

I'm sorry mama. Please don't leak.

She knelt down in front of me and hugged me. I felt her body shake as she tried to hold the water from her eyes. Mama did not like to call them tears. She said tears held the story of sadness. When mama pulled me away to look me straight in the eyes, water flooded the rims of her hazel eyes. She always bit her lower lip when she was deep in thought.

I put my hand against her cheek and smiled. Weakly, but I still smiled. I wanted to show mama that I was strong. As mama leaned her face into my hand, her leaks stopped.

I'm sorry mama. I'll fix you.

I'm sorry mama. I love you.

"Honey, I told you this, your dad was a hero. He fought hard to protect us and everyone around us. But even though he is gone right now, I know that he loved you so much. He cried when he first held you but you were the quietest baby when he held you."

She took my hand in her own and kissed the back of it. It was a sign of love from her. As she wiped away the last of the water from her eyes, she got up only to run into a stranger with our cart.

"Oomph… I'm so sorry, sir! I did not see you there!"

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