Thanks go to Bellatrix Le-Lovett and Whenarewe! Sorry I haven't updated, I went on vaca last week!
For this chapter, the regular text and the italics are two different time periods, I think you'll get the hang of it :)
It was a beautiful dream all over again. Leaping hearts and smiles and tears of joy giddy excitement.
It was a nightmare all over again. Heartbeats slower and slower and sinking eyes and tears of pure pain and sheer regret.
She ran into his arms and couldn't help but blurt out the news. It was so refreshing to hear it come through her lips, it threw her hearts into hastened beating. He only mumbled out a quiet, I mean in complete disbelieve… "really?"
He ran into her arms when he saw the tears…the words seemed to be forcing their way painfully up her throat but getting caught on snags of sorrow and ache. He didn't want to hear it any more then she wanted to tell him. The words lingered on her lips as though they were clinging to her like a parasite. Their hearts all in turn just about…stopped beating. He refused to let his brain register what she had just mumbled. "really?"
She nodded furiously, her ringlets bouncing their happy dance. He hugged her so tight and for so long. Her legs flew up in their air and simply refused to come back down. This was special. This was something. This was a moment to be celebrated. The quick acting man whisked his wife away in the magic blue box to talk and hug and kiss more. There were plans to make! Hospitals to visit! People to tell! Toys to buy!
Her head wouldn't even move when her tired brain told it to move. It just sat there, unresponsive, like the rest of her body. He wrapped her arms around her slowly and heavily, as though that would offer some comfort to her cold body. She couldn't even muster the strength to hug back. He only squeezed more tears out of her eyes. This was awful. This was everything coming down to nothing…This was a moment that the two wished they could simply run away from their problems like they oh so often did. But no. There were plans to cancel. Tests to be done. People to tell. Toys to sell.
"We've got an impossible baby on the way."
"But maybe just a little too impossible…"
Sorry about the sad fest, but I really like this chapter! I promise to post something happy soon!
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