Disclaimer: I don't own anything... it's so sad, but so true.
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Tristan found Lorelai sitting in the waiting room, her face damp. He walked closer to her, Lorelai hugged him lightly. "Is she okay?" he asked... almost frightened.
Lorelai looked down, she glanced up at him "When I called you... she was screaming for you... I didn't know what to do..." she looked down again "I think it's best if you go in, she needs you right now."
Tristan reached for the doorknob, his hand shook slightly. He nervously ran his hand through his chair, occasionally licking his lips... he didn't know what to expect. He looked back to Lorelai, her hands covered her face... his eyes, again on the knob, he twisted it... very slowly. Cautiously, he walked inside the room.
Rory turned her head, in time to watch him walk in. Her back straightened.... her eyes landed on her flat tummy, she felt the urge to vomit. Closing her eyes, she listened to his footsteps... she slightly jumped, feeling his hand cover hers. "I've been waiting for you," she whispered silently, playing with the white sheet covering half her body.
Tristan bit his lip, he nodded... unable to speak "I'm so sorry," he finally told her. There was an awkward silence between the two, Rory didn't have the heart to tell him... it would devestate him. "How's the baby?"
Rory inhaled sharply, her eyes became glassy... she closed them, keeping the tears from falling. She tried to speak... tried. Stray tears fell as Rory eyed her husband, she held her breath, forming words in her head to tell him. "Kiss me," she told him, her blue eyes pleaded.
Tristan looked at her strangely... he leaned down, passionately kissing his wife.
Rory pulled away reluctantly "I'm so sorry..." she started
"Sorry? For what? Our baby is okay right?... Right?"
Rory chewed on her bottom lip, her body shook... she held onto Tristan's hand tightly... "It was-- I got to the hospital too late and... and..." tears fell freely from her blue eyes, not even bothering to wipe them, she continued "I'm so sorry," she repeated herself "I lost our baby, it's my fault... if I..." she was at a loss for words.
Tristan blinked several times... wishing for this to be a dream. He was so eager to have this baby... so excited... at that moment he frowned. He was able to hide his emotions... he knew he had to stay strong... for Rory. He did what he had to do... what he wanted to do, he hugged her... whispering "I love you."
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Ahhh, my lame attempts... fun to read eh? lmfao
Sorry for the extremely short chapter, but unfortunately, us Canadians will need to go back to school shortly.. having left only 1 more day of freedom to do anything we please. Damned that new curriculum... shortening our well deserved 2 week break... into 1. *rolls eyes*
Anyway, my eyes are watery after watching Moulin Rouge... again. So I wanted to write something along those lines... minus the losing the love of your life thing.
Thanks for the reviews... please review on this one. :-)
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Tristan found Lorelai sitting in the waiting room, her face damp. He walked closer to her, Lorelai hugged him lightly. "Is she okay?" he asked... almost frightened.
Lorelai looked down, she glanced up at him "When I called you... she was screaming for you... I didn't know what to do..." she looked down again "I think it's best if you go in, she needs you right now."
Tristan reached for the doorknob, his hand shook slightly. He nervously ran his hand through his chair, occasionally licking his lips... he didn't know what to expect. He looked back to Lorelai, her hands covered her face... his eyes, again on the knob, he twisted it... very slowly. Cautiously, he walked inside the room.
Rory turned her head, in time to watch him walk in. Her back straightened.... her eyes landed on her flat tummy, she felt the urge to vomit. Closing her eyes, she listened to his footsteps... she slightly jumped, feeling his hand cover hers. "I've been waiting for you," she whispered silently, playing with the white sheet covering half her body.
Tristan bit his lip, he nodded... unable to speak "I'm so sorry," he finally told her. There was an awkward silence between the two, Rory didn't have the heart to tell him... it would devestate him. "How's the baby?"
Rory inhaled sharply, her eyes became glassy... she closed them, keeping the tears from falling. She tried to speak... tried. Stray tears fell as Rory eyed her husband, she held her breath, forming words in her head to tell him. "Kiss me," she told him, her blue eyes pleaded.
Tristan looked at her strangely... he leaned down, passionately kissing his wife.
Rory pulled away reluctantly "I'm so sorry..." she started
"Sorry? For what? Our baby is okay right?... Right?"
Rory chewed on her bottom lip, her body shook... she held onto Tristan's hand tightly... "It was-- I got to the hospital too late and... and..." tears fell freely from her blue eyes, not even bothering to wipe them, she continued "I'm so sorry," she repeated herself "I lost our baby, it's my fault... if I..." she was at a loss for words.
Tristan blinked several times... wishing for this to be a dream. He was so eager to have this baby... so excited... at that moment he frowned. He was able to hide his emotions... he knew he had to stay strong... for Rory. He did what he had to do... what he wanted to do, he hugged her... whispering "I love you."
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Ahhh, my lame attempts... fun to read eh? lmfao
Sorry for the extremely short chapter, but unfortunately, us Canadians will need to go back to school shortly.. having left only 1 more day of freedom to do anything we please. Damned that new curriculum... shortening our well deserved 2 week break... into 1. *rolls eyes*
Anyway, my eyes are watery after watching Moulin Rouge... again. So I wanted to write something along those lines... minus the losing the love of your life thing.
Thanks for the reviews... please review on this one. :-)