…Awww. Nobody even attempted a guess! [Pouts] no cookies for anyone.
ENJOY![[it's a shortie. But a goodie!]
"Baby."
Due to Alice's fragile condition the doctor's wanted her to stay in the hospital for up to two weeks before the actual 'due date'.
"Hey darlin'." Jasper said as he walked into the room. Alice was in the Maternity ward; she was due any day now.
Alice looked over "Hi!" she slowly tried to sit up; it was proving to be a difficult task for her so Jasper lifted her up into a sitting position.
"Where's dad?"
"On duty. He's just making some rounds." Her hand was rubbing her belly, wincing a little.
"You okay?"
She bit her lip. "I…need a…doctor" she gasped as she felt the baby kick her in the ribs one last time. A moment later her water broke.
Jasper blinked and glanced down "oh my- yeah." He nodded and darted off. Within moments three nurses surrounded Alice.
~*~
A few hours later Alice was struggling. She was completely dilated but the baby wouldn't budge!
Her doctor was now talking to a surgeon. "We'll give her another hour and we'll see from there. From what I can tell though, she's like the human equivalent of a Chihuahua."
"… What's that supposed to mean?" the surgeon asked curiously.
The doctor sighed "It means she's too tiny for a natural birth."
"Oh." the Surgeon said nodding. "We'll prep the O.R just in case." He turned and walked out of the room. Upon hearing this news Alice started panicking. She had an hour to get this baby out or she risked going under the scalpel. Now she was a woman on a mission.
::: One Hour Later :::
Carlisle was out on rounds still. He'd opted to be out of the room so it wouldn't be too cramped up.
There's something about a hospital though. Some days it seems like it has a soul all itself. Some days the hospital just likes to play God and fuck with your day. And some days it chooses to pile on a load of shit. This day just happened to be one of those days for poor Carlisle. Earlier that day Carlisle had actually lost two patients; one right after another. He was sitting in the break room. His hands in his hair, occasionally tugging on it fiercely. He was talking to a fellow doctor.
"Don't blame yourself! That's a slippery slope and most doctors don't come back from that." Doctor Black said with a fiery passion.
Carlisle nodded. "I know. But I swear to God…or whatever greater Deity you choose, that I could have done something to save them!"
"No. You gave them every option and every treatment you had at your disposal."
"I could-" Carlisle's beeper went off and he looked down. "…Please God not another one." Somebody had just called a code. "… 'Lucky' number three." Carlisle said.
::: Maternity Ward :::
The room was suddenly filled with screams, both infant and adult alike. "Congratulations. It's a girl!" the doctor smiled as he handed the baby gently to a nurse.
Alice grinned as she collapsed back against Jasper's solid chest, her own chest was heaving.
"Alright. There's some serious internal damage." One doctor thought he was being quiet enough for Jasper to not hear… Wrong-O. "let's try and stop this bleeding."
~*~
Beepers all across the hospital started blaring. Great. Carlisle thought. Another code was in process. Number four on his watch. He hoped not. He lost the last patient as well…
Carlisle glanced down to see what type of code it was when a nurse ran up to him "Doctor Cullen!" the nurse said breathlessly "the…code…is your… Daughter!" she gasped.
"No…not her too!" he darted off toward the Maternity ward.
He got there right as he saw the doctor look up at the clock.
~*~
Time seemed to be moving in slow motion for the Cullen clan as a whole. Jasper had been kicked out of the room and was now pacing furiously back and forth in the waiting room with the rest of the family. Rosalie was sobbing in Emmett's arms, Esme on his opposite side sobbing into the other side of his chest. Poor Emmett was trying to calm both of them down, though it appeared he was trying to get himself to calm down first. He was failing admirably. Edward and Bella were off in the opposite corner of the room, Edward's arms were around Bella's body. Bella's arms around his body, it appeared as if they were trying to hold each other together.
What would the family be like without her? Would Jasper stay with them or would he go to Italy and follow her into Death's waiting arms? Would anyone be able to stop him?
~*~
The entire memory was echoing around in his head… bouncing off his mind's walls. Torturing him mercilessly. Tearing at his very soul. Carlisle was walking down the hall to the waiting room where he knew his family was. His eyes were blank, his mouth dropped into a pained and trembling frown, lower lip quivering.
"…she's gone, sir. Call it." Somebody said gently… they were putting shock paddles of the defibrillator away.
The doctor nodded and bit his lip, he glanced over at the window where Carlisle was standing, silently pleading for Alice to wake up. He mouthed 'I'm so sorry.' And then turned and looked up at the clock "Time of death… 02:30:06" with those words all attempts to revive Alice ceased.
with the simple phrase that Carlisle had said so many times that day, he saw his entire world fade. She was gone…? He had never in his wildest dreams imagined anyone would 'call it' on any of his children's lives. Yet he'd just seen it happen.
A/N: DON'T HATE ME I SWEAR IT ISN'T THE END! But how's that for drama and a bit of a cliffhanger?
