A/N: Mia...had a hard, hard time before Nia came along...
Zathura, hey, man! Nice to see you pop up. And glad you enjoyed the mother/daughter bond. That's the core of this drabble series.
Duckie, I get ya. "Favorites" was actually inspired from my mother, who feels similarly with her grand-babies. Mason, the oldest, she adores to no end. She loves the second, Weston, too. But, like you have a preference, she prefers Mason...heh.
CHAPTER 02: NEVER
The fierce jabs in Mia Anders' pelvis were numbed by a single phrase.
"I'm sorry, Misses Anders, but…"
It was impossible. She'd tried so many times over the last three years. And now it was impossible.
The brunette stared from her hospital bed, hoping, praying she'd find sick humor hidden somewhere in her doctor's aged face. There was none. Grimness deepened his wrinkles—proof this hell wasn't a joke—and words flew from his lips like a silent movie.
'We had no choice,' the subtitles read.
No choice? Bullshit! There must've been another way, another solution. A Hysterectomy couldn't have been the only option. Could it?
Mia's prickling eyes fell on her hands. The nurses had cleaned them long ago, but she could still feel thick blood between her fingers like hot tar. Blood from her twenty-seven-week-old baby. Her little girl. Her…her…
Her fifth and final miscarriage.
Shaking, Mia beat the bed's comforter. Damn the doctor! Why must he continue talking?
She understood she'd never feel a heartbeat inside her womb again. That she'd never hear her child's cries or caress their skin. Her children would never walk or run or jump. They'd never call for her or kiss her. She got it; her body destroyed them. So why keep talking?
Beep. Beep.
"Shut up!" Mia screamed. She folded in half, screwed her eyes shut, and covered her ears to block out the EKG's maddening beeps. They grew louder. "Shut up. Shut up. Shut! Up!"
Her name sounded from somewhere. She didn't care where. She didn't care by whom. She only cared about those damn beeps and what her doctor reminded her of.
Mia was alive. Her babies weren't. And she had no way to bring them back.