Mutation
Thanks to: RockinLizzy for editing this, you rock.
A/N: I don't own them, never will, let's leave it at that.
Chapter 1 Lullaby and Goodnight
She is so tiny in your bed, untidy red curls coming apart from a braid you tried so hard to do. Hugging a teddy-bear she made herself in one of those 'Build a Bear' stores and dressed up as a doctor. There is still the outline of tears down rosy cheeks as she stares at everything and nothing.
With eyes that are the most strange, most shocking, most beautiful anything you have ever seen, so far away from you that you don't know what your little girl is thinking about. And you can't do anything to help her, reach her, console her. Her little world has been destroyed and you have no idea what you are supposed to do now.
You sit on the bed, with her looking past you, and you want to know how much of this she understands. You want to know how to deal with this, with her, with everything.
You don't realize when you start crying, and it's just when she starts sobbing with you that you notice you're even doing it.
She hugs you and tells you to please bring her Mommy back. She is still too small and you can't for the life of you take care of her the way Mommy did. She begs you and you don't know how to tell her it's impossible, you can't cure death.
You break at that moment because no matter how much the words hurt, they are so true, you were always somewhere else in the last couple of years, and you only really remember your baby daughter, the one you spend all your time with. This broken child, who is so miniscule you're afraid she'll break, is foreign to you.
You wish you knew her favorite food, favorite book, her favorite anything, because she needs something familiar right now and you have no idea what would be.
She is so tiny when you hug her back, when you whisper over and over that you're sorry, that this was never suppose have to happen.
Then you look into her eyes and you're lost, because there if front of you is your broken child and you can fix her. You've fixed so many people, ones who were dying of things no one else could figure out, but you. But here she is, your daughter, seven and scared, and you have no idea of what to do.
Her eyes are amazing as you stare into them, because they are half yours and half her mother's. You never understood why this mutation had happened to her in particular, with her left eye such an intense blue and the other that passionate green/gray of her mothers.
Your daughter cries with mismatched eyes because now she is lost in this world too.
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