Don't get lost

-NWJ

Marc entered the hospital room silently, his footsteps echoing in the ears of them both. Wilhelmina didn't even acknowledge his presence, her arms wrapped tightly around her abdomen and the tears streaked down her face. He approached her bed, cautiously setting down her zebra-print duffel bag. Marc glanced over into her eyesight and waved his hands. Wilhelmina blinked, her nerves unmoving. Marc gently sits down on the side of her bed, his hand resting on the edge.

"The service was really beautiful." Marc broke the awkward silence that laid between them.

Wilhelmina didn't answer him, her face a monotonous blur. Marc pressed on in the hopes of getting a response."When do I get to see the little guy."

Wilhelmina looked up for the first time in the entire conversation, her face streamed entirely with tears. "He's in the NICU." With that Wilhelmina busts into a tirade of sobs. Marc uncharacteristically pulled her closer to him and allowed her to cry into he lapel of his jacket. As the sobs ripped from her chest Marc pulled her closer and closer until nothing rests between them. Wilhelmina pulled on his jacket in an attempt from falling apart even further, her entire guard crashing down within her.


At this point, Marc laid on the bed beside Wilhelmina, her head rested heavily against his chest as her breathing evened and her cries subsided to a low moan in her sleep. Marc looked at his watch, not wanting to leave her by herself but knew that Daniel would have his head if he weren't at work to cover the PR damage. Carefully, he began to slide himself from beneath Wilhelmina until all that was left was his right shoulder. Then and there, Wilhelmina's eye blinked open, red and puffy.

"Are you leaving?" Wilhelmina asked softly, her voice reminiscent of a small child.

Marc sighed, his emotions for Willie overtaking Pasty-Face's demands. "No..Just getting comfortable."

Wilhelmina nodded and moved over in reply to his comment. Marc smiled and lifted his legs back in the bed. Wilhelmina laid her her head on his chest and exhaled deeply. Marc took this as a signal to press on and he probed her sympathetically. "It's not your fault Willie...you know that right?"

"Don't lie to me." Wilhelmina voice took on a stronger stance, returning to seriousness and stability.

Marc stiffened, her tone freezing his nerve. "Con-"

"DON'T" Wilhelmina said loudly. "Say...his name." Wilhelmina's voice took on a dangerous tone.

"Willie...you have to accept that HE passed away a week ago and the baby was born on that same day...Alot has transpired and your still in the hospital because of your blood pressure...and don't interrupt me." Marc stopped her before she could even get a word out. "That baby needs a mother and you can't be his mother if your dead or hung up on your dead fiancee and lusting after pasty face."

"Ah-"

"Don't." Marc halted her immediately, mimicking her domineering gestures. "I'm gay Willie, I can see you."

Wilhelmina lifted her head. "But-"

"And who cares about the paternity..all we need to worry about is that premature baby of yours and your public image which is kind of etchy right now."

"But I loved him." Wilhelmina answered, her voice returning to the small reminiscent of a child.

Marc patted her her back. "So did our finance department."


Within the week, Wilhelmina had returned home, without the baby. She returned to the hospital for daily visits 3 times a day in hopes that she would take him home with her. Due to lung-deficiency, he was still struggling but hanging on for the greater good. Marc started working on her public image by portraying her as the victim and making Daniel seem like an ass and Connor's name was kept out of the papers out of respect...and Wilhelmina's temperament.

Wilhelmina slipped into a pair of light stone wash jeans that complimented her black vest and pumps. She slicked her hair back into a low ponytail as she prepared for her hospital visit. Wilhelmina glanced over at her dresser and spotted a framed picture of Connor. Her stomach churned at the thought of him looking back at her. She walked over and turned it down, her face contorted with sadness.

The hard knocking on her front door, quickly caught her attention and she looked up. Wilhelmina started towards the door, uneasily thinking about the whole matter and who it could be. As Wilhelmina opened the door, her face turned from sadness to anger when she finally realized that it was Daniel who stood before her. She sighed and went to close the door but Daniel stopped her, stepping into the apartment behind her constraint.

"Ah-" Wilhelmina began but Daniel silenced her, crashing his lips onto hers as she melted within his arms. Daniel pressed further on, closing the door with his foot and deepening the kiss. When a sound that was reminiscent of a moan escaped from her lips, Daniel leaned in even further, Wilhelmina's back hitting the wall. The "moans" continued and Wilhelmina began to detach herself from Daniel. Wilhelmina looked at Daniel, her body still inches from his. Wilhelmina face revealed that the moans were sobs and her face was streamed with fresh tears like rivers of flowing water.

"Oh God." Wilhelmina mumbled as the sobs ripped uncontrollably through her. Her tears crept down her face like an out pour and she covered her mouth in awe of her emotions.

"Willie." Daniel called out.

"NO!" Wilhelmina shouted, anger lying underneath her. "How dare you?" Wilhelmina asked, her voice a low rumble that echoed in the ears of Daniel.

"Wilhelmina I don't understand...Molly and Connor are gon-"

"Their dead Daniel! " Wilhelmina screamed. " Your wife and my fiancee are dead and you want to try to come over here and take advantage of that?"

"No!..I just want to be here for you...for our son." Daniel spoke softly.

Wilhelmina broke, her anger unleashing. "HE'S NOT YOUR SON!"

Daniel's eyes widened, his body slowly shutting down. He stared at her for a second and then smirked. "Your lying."

"Oh Daniel C'mon." Wilhelmina pleaded,trying to get rid of him.

"Show me the papers."

Wilhelmina eyeballed the apartment in spots and then plopped her arms down by her side. "Don't see them."

"Wilhelmina don't screw with me."

Wilhelmina shrugged. "Why? You've been screwing with me for the last 8 months."

"Wilhelmina."

"Don't speak." Wilhelmina approached him, her stegnth slowing growing within her. "Because of you I lost my fiancee, my reputation, my dreams of a family and you almost cost me my child which is unforgivable."

"But Wilhelmina-."

"Goodbye Daniel."

Wilhelmina walked over to the front door and opened it, motioning towards Daniel to leave. Daniel sighed, his hopes almost dashed as he crossed the archway. Just as Wilhelmina was about to shut the door his foot acted as a stopper and pried the door back open.

"Daniel. I have to go see my son."

"Fine...Just tell me one thing." Wilhelmina huffed and motioned for Daniel to continue. "Do you think we could ever be together."

Wilhelmina approached him, her face hard and serious. Just before she closed the door she uttered these last couple words. "My Father once said...Divided We Fall But...United..We Fall EVEN Harder.


A/N- Okay so your probably cursing me out subconsciously right now but listen to me...I'm giving all those who can review 3 options for this story.

A~Continue story and draw out Danimina hopefuls...

B- Sequel play it and skip a couple months in a new FF that takes new twists and answers long questions yet adding more drama to the pot.

C~ Leave it here and let the readers decide what happens: Baby's name, Wilhelmina's career, Daniel's heartache and the fate of Mode now that tbe EIC's are in turmoil,

Every vote counts but in order for it to count you must review and than tell me your choice :D Yes I'm manipulating you into reviewing but if it's not illegal...leave me 'lone.

Next and maybe Final chapter (depending on votes.) will probably just include the results :D