A/N: Written by Ilovezim123 and posted by Piscean6724.
America Should Have Stayed In Bed-7
John and Roy leapt into action. John was doing CPR and Roy was calling it into Rampart.
"Rampart this is Squad 51 our 23 year old male victim has just suffered a heart attack. We have started CPR."
"51 does the victim have a family history of heart trouble?" Dr. Bracket asked after telling them what to do to keep Light alive long enough to get him to the hospital.
"It won't work. He sealed his fate when he first used the Notebook." The three other living occupants of the ambulance stared at her in disbelief.
"We have to try."
"Yes. It's the law that we don't stop working on a patient until we turn him over to a doctor."
Just then Light flat lined. There was a flurry of activity but Rachel knew it was too late. She had seen her husband's ghost hovering over Light with the same expression on his face that had been on Light's face as he had watched him die. There was only one thing she could say.
"I win."
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When they got to the hospital Light was rushed out first then Rachel was taken back to the maternity ward. Dixie came in an hour later to check on her new favorite patient and tell her that Light was dead.
"The paramedics that brought you in said you seemed to know the man who just died. Do you?"
"Yes but it's a long story."
"I've got time and so does the doctor."
Just then Rachel's body decided to let them know that there was still a baby that wanted out. Two hours later a baby boy with a full head of black hair and obsidian eyes made his presence known to the world. Rachel took the baby when the doctor handed him to her.
"I think I'll name you Lawliet after your father."
The doctor came over to her. "Why don't you take a rest while we check your son over?"
Rachel nodded and soon was fast asleep. The nurse took baby L to the nursery to be checked out by the pediatrician there. When Rachel woke up she saw that she was not alone in her room. Dr. Bracket noticed she had woken up.
"Glad to see you're awake. Now why don't you tell us something about yourself?"
"What do you want to know?"
"For starters, what's your relationship with the deceased?"
"Weeeeell that's kind of complicated. And most of it is top secret. But I will tell you what I legally can."
"I can live with that."
"Before I start how is my baby?"
"He's doing just fine, in fact I gave orders to have him brought in here as soon as they are done checking him out."
"Thank you, now to begin with the deceased's name is Light Yagami. He and I are not from this dimension. Now before you ask, yes there are other universes out there. And yes travel between them is possible for a precious few alien races. And my planet has such people. My home planet is Marzipan where there are two sides. One side is the light side and they have all the mythical creatures you humans think of as good. The main race on that side is the elves. Then on the dark side there are creatures you only see in your worst nightmares. The main race of that is vampires. I am of both halves. My mother was an elf and my father was a vampire. They were killed for treason and I was sent into space. (I have often wondered why they didn't just kill me). I drifted around for a while and crashed outside an orphanage in England. I was discovered by the owner of that orphanage the next morning. He took me in and raised me to be the public face of L. There wasn't that much room for a new baby back then so I had to share a crib with L. We bonded right away. As we got older we discovered that he was a genius when he figured out the end of a mystery novel before he even finished the second chapter. The older we got the smarter he got and even though he ate practically nothing but sweets he never ever gained weight. We were both smart but my strength was in my fighting skills. I always trained hard so that I could protect L and Watari from anything. And I did. Except for the heart attacks brought on by a shinigami working for Kira. Who by the way was Light yagami. I told L that he should never have shown his face to anyone other than me and watari."
Just then the nurse came in with a tiny bundle in a rolling crib. "Here he is, and he's as healthy as a horse."
Rachel took her baby in her arms and began to feed him under the cover of a hospital issued baby blanket.
"John, one of the paramedics that brought you here said that you talked about a notebook several times while you were in the ambulance. Would you care to elaborate?"
"Sure, the notebook I was talking about has the power to kill people. All you have to do is write someone's name down and in 40 seconds they die of a heart attack. Only the notebook's previous owner, a shinigami, has the power to end the human who owns its life. And that's what happened to Light. His shinigami got bored and ended his life. That is why he died. Is there anything else you wish to speak about?"
"No, thank you for telling me this. Is there anything you need?"
"A pint of blood would be nice."
"what type?"
"O positive sounds good."
"I'll see what I can do." Before Dr. Bracket left he turned around and asked, "Is it alright if you have some visitors?"
"Who would want to visit me?"
"We would!" said a chorus of male voices.
"We never got properly introduced. I'm John Gage and this is my partner Roy DeSoto. We are firemen-paramedics and we were the ones who brought you in both times."
"I'm Alfred F. Jones."
"Oh yeah I know you, you're the one who hit my car with yours. It's a pleasure to meet all of you."
At that moment, Dixie came in with a mug of red liquid in her hands. "Here's your drink Rachel. Would you mind telling me what it is?"
"Of course I'll tell you. It's blood."
The other people in the room looked shocked. Rachel tells them what she just finished telling Dr. Bracket.
John was the first one to break the silence. "So what you're saying is that you're an alien in every sense of the word? And that you're a widow?"
"Yes and now I don't have to worry about Near dying the same death as Mello and Matt."
Dixie moved over to the bed and took the baby from his mother so she could drink. "He sure is a cutie. Does he look like his father at all?"
After she finished her drink Rachel nodded. Alfred picked baby L up from his crib.
"Do you have anywhere to go when they release you?"
Rachel thought for a moment then said, "Not for at least six months. Because L is too tiny to handle teleporting home. If I have a home anymore." She looks at her son who seems so happy in Alfred's arms.
Alfred looks down at the baby who had drifted off to sleep in his arms. "You two could come stay with me if you want."
Rachel looked at him. "I don't know, babies can be quite noisy and I don't want to put you out."
"Aw that's ok I've got 50 kids." There was a loud gasp from everyone else in the room.
