Authors Note; I've recently become obsessed with Repo! So I thought I'd take a swing at a fan fiction. This idea popped into my head and I've just been adding on to it and plotting. I'll try and update this as much as possible. Enjoy.
Chapter One
God is Gracious
2046
The pain in Mag's body was unwavering and relentless; she was writhing in pain while the doctor and nurse tried to settle her. Their attempts at calming her went unnoticed; she was in agony trying to push this child out. Eight hours had already gone by and barley any progress had been made. "Mag, you need one good push and the baby should crown. Don't give up, you're almost there." Her doctor encouraged. The nurse held her hand and dabbed her forehead with a cloth. Mag did as she was told and gave the next push her all. She could feel the baby begin to leave her body and she kept on pushing, desperate for this to be over.
Finally, after eight and a half grueling hours, Mag had finally delivered a healthy little girl. The nurse happily cleaned her off, and then gave her to the doctor for him to check and make sure everything was fine. When he was satisfied with her condition he happily handed her to her weary mother. Mag smiled down at her wailing newborn daughter, trying to cease her cries, which she successfully did not much later. Her daughter looked up at her with wide green eyes, so innocent. Mag kissed her forehead and smoothed her tuft of thick black locks.
"Ms. Defoe, what do you want to name her?" questioned the nurse. Mag looked up, she hadn't really thought of a name. She thought silently to herself for about ten minutes.
"Gianna Angioletta…" Mag's mind trailed off to her child's father. He wasn't involved at all, she hadn't had too much contact with him. No, she clearly wouldn't use his last name, but she couldn't help but to think of him. "Gianna Angioletta Defoe," Mag announced proudly. "My little Gia." She smiled down at her new baby, healthy, cooing in her arms, awkwardly fumbling to attach to Mag's breast. Mag chuckled and adjusted her daughter so she could drink her milk.
After making sure mother and daughter were fine, "I'll come in tomorrow to check on you and Gianna. My name is Lucia Evans." The nurse introduced herself and filled out a few pieces of paper work before leaving with the doctor. Mag was content to be alone with her child, at last.
She sat up in her bed, joy flooding into her heart. While her daughter certainly wasn't planned, or conceived in the way she had hoped if she were ever to have children, the love that filled her heart was strong. Gianna had settled in her mother's arms when she was done eating. "My little Gia, I never expected I could ever have something as pure and wonderful as you. I love you with all my heart my love," she whispered, tears in her eyes. She cradled her child softly and appreciated the soft coos she murmered.
Still, she had to think of how this played out in her mind when she was a little girl. She imagined she'd never be able to see her child's face. She never imagined that her child would not be conceived in love, but in carnal purposes only. She hardly thought of her child's father and she was sure he didn't think of her. She assumed he knew she was pregnant, it wasn't avoidable with the circumstances. Whether he knew it was his or thought otherwise, or even if he had cared, which she doubted, she didn't know. He had only one purpose for Mag. It was sex, simple as that.
Mag knew she didn't care whether he knew or not. While she certainly couldn't avoid him, she could ignore him. Gia was hers, in this God forsaken world, her ray of light, her heart and soul. Mag laughed to herself, it was honestly hard to believe she could love her child this much already. Rising up from the bed, a tad wobbly, Mag pulled the bassinet closer to her bed, and gently set her daughter down. The white bassinet stood out with the dark contrast of the room, and it's gothic style.
Glancing out the window, she looked up at the moon peeking out from the cloudy night sky. She thought of how this was supposed to be what Marni was doing, raising her daughter, with Nathan. But, that was not how Marni's story went, and Marni was now sitting in a tomb. Mag almost felt guilty for the feeling of pure bliss she was feeling when Marni never even got to see her child before both of them were dead.
"I'll be a wonderful mother Marni, for the both of us." Mag vowed to her friend.
Authors Note; I've recently become obsessed with Repo! So I thought I'd take a swing at a fan fiction. This idea popped into my head and I've just been adding on to it and plotting. I'll try and update this as much as possible. Thoughts? I tried writing in a new style and I'll try and improve on writing as much as possible. Also, the name is a little different, I wanted it to be Italian, since the movie has such an Italian theme going on and I'm obsessed with the culture. Gia's name has a meaning; Gianna-God is Gracious. Angioletta- angel/little messanger. Anyways, please don't be too harsh with reviews, next chapters will be longer, more detail, etc.