Pain coursed through my body, hot and fresh. People rushed around me but the only thing I could focus on was Derek's hand gripping mine. He wanted to help so much, wanted to take away my pain, but was unable to due to the fact that it was so constant. "It's going to be okay, baby," he kept whispering over and over to me. "Just breathe, baby girl. It'll help." I tried but the pain was so intense, it knocked my breath away. "Alright. Shey, it's time to deliver these triplets. You ready for this?" I let out a moan in reply and Deaton clapped his hands together. "Alright, lets do this thing."
"Push, Shey, push! That's it. I see a head! Push as hard as you can, Shey. Do you want this baby? If so, you got to put all of it into this push." "Waah! Waah!" "Congrats, Derek. Here's your baby girl. Meet Clover Amber Hale." Blurry shapes and bright colors. I'm fading in and out and then, everything stills and I see Derek holding a pink bundle, a smile bright on his face. His left hand had the index finger sticking out and I could see tiny fingers wrapped tightly around it. "It's our baby, Shey," Derek whispered, his eyes twinkling as he held the bundle. I'm drifting, unable to keep my eyes open any longer. "What's happening?" I hear Derek ask before everything is gone and I'm just floating in the darkness.
I see faces floating in front of my own, worried and dark. I don't feel anything. Actually, I'm more like floating outside of my body. I can see Derek freaking out, gripping my hand tightly as if I were dying. "Do something, Deaton!" he shouts and the vet shakes his head. "It's up to her now. I can't do anything more for her. I'll go out and show Isaac and Scott how to feed the triplets." He leaves and Derek leans over my pale face, tears dripping off of his chin and onto my cheek. "Don't go, Shey. I promise I won't ever leave you. Just don't go."
Ack! So short! I'm sorry. I just can't seem to find some motivation.