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He had never felt those two emotions so close together before. He sat in the waiting room, on what was supposed to be a joyous day just staring at the white linoleum floor, trying to keep his mind off the catastrophe.
They wouldn't even let him see his new born, no they took her away from him too. He had been so happy, the jolt of new life buzzing through everyone in the room as they waited for Riza to give that final push, bringing their daughter into the world. She was tough, but took her pain out on his hands. He looked at his hands, still red from the pressure, and cursed under his breath. She should have told someone how bad the pain really was, they might have been able to help her sooner. He remembered the shrill cries of his daughter and the doctor cutting the umbilical cord, but then he saw Riza. Her eyes were closed, but she wasn't opening them, he hand had grown limp around his, her breathing was shallow. He screamed for the doctor, and called to Riza, fear shook through his body. The next thing he remembered was five people pulling and pushing him out of the crowded room, more people filing it.
He demanded to know what was going on, but got no reply, even after an hour. Was their love so forbidden that trying to create another life from it would kill her? He thought he had got off easy after all these years, was this his punishment for the lives he took in war, and those who died pushing him to the "top"? For the first time in his life since he learned alchemy he prayed to God. He prayed that she was safe, the one person who had always made sure he got through every fall and never went down the wrong road. He prayed for his daughter, he didn't want her to grow up without her mother. He could never teach his daughter all the life lessons she would need to know by himself, hell, he couldn't even get paperwork done without Riza around.
The whole world stopped when the doctor tapped him on the shoulder. The doctor told him he was lucky, his wife held on. He had never seen anyone with that much endurance. The world begun to spin again, it rained. He walked into the sterile room and saw his exhausted wife, holding their precious child, it was still raining. The kind of rain where you can still see the sun and a rainbow lights the sky.
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a.n.-This idea just came to me about 20 minutes ago, and after I finished writing it I couldn't wait to post it. Fooled you with the title didn't I? You thought it was going to be about Meas Hughes didn't you? Anyways important notice. I have decided I will post these once a week on Tuesdays. It gives me the whole weekend to create and edit a new piece when I run out of the ones I already have.
Thank you so much to those that reviewed: Lili, MoonStarDutchess, BlackStarAlchemist, CloseFriens, and TornadicWolf666. Thank you to everyone who clicked on the title and gave it a chance. I hope you liked this one.