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AN: Hey guys. I'm so sorry I haven't updated until now. I have college junk I'm doing along with 2 stories here so I haven't had much time to do anything extra. Please as always read and review.
After giving some of his blood to Payson, Sasha spent 3 hours filling out papers for the hospital; making arrangements for Alex at Kim and Mark's; explaining the situation to Kim and Mark; and getting his dad to coach The Rock in his absence. Sasha wearily made his way to his wife's room. Once inside, he pulled the chair as close to the bed as possible. He took her small hand in his large one and brought it up to his lips; a gesture he had done many times before. He sighed before stroking her pale cheek. He looked at the two heart monitors that was next to the bed. One beeped in a slow rhythmic pattern, while the other one beat at a faster rate. He knew that the baby was okay. He just didn't know about Payson. He remembered the doctor saying that Payson and the baby were fine, but Payson needed to wake up. If she didn't wake up in a few days, then they would have to take the baby by c-section and that is something that neither him or Payson want. He sighed before speaking.
"Sweetheart, I don't know if you can hear me, but please wake up. I need you. Alex needs you." His voice began to break as he continued "Our daughter needs you. I can't do this without you. Please Payson, you're strong. We've been through so much together. I know you can get through this. You have to get through this. For me. For Alex. For our daughter. I can't picture life without you. You bring so much love, kindness, patience, and joy to everyone around you." Tears were streaming down his face as he tried to force the lump out of his throat "Please don't leave me." He placed his hand on her stomach; He gave a sigh of relief when he felt the baby kick.
He didn't know what to do with himself. He had no one to actually talk to. Kim and Mark were watching Alex until things got less hectic and Payson woke up. He refused to think that she wouldn't wake up. He wouldn't be able to function properly if he thought of the what if's. He was a man of facts. For the first time in a long time, he didn't like where the facts were heading. He couldn't help himself. He thought of all the facts swiftly and started analyzing the possible outcomes. He knew for a fact Payson lost a massive amount of blood; he knew for a fact that she was unconscious; he also knew that the longer she was unconscious, the less likely she would wake up. He sighed again before laying his head next to her shoulder. He laid his hand on her belly, to have some form of comfort. He smiled softy as the baby kicked again. Our little girl is thriving Payson. Please, you need to get through this. Our little girl needs you. Just wake up. I'll do anything as long as you wake up. He released a slow breath before leaning up and kissing her forehead. He looked at her face and noticed some movement. He grasped her hand and anxiously leaned forward.
"Payson...can you hear me? Love?" Sasha was talking just loud enough for her to hear him, if she was in fact waking up. He waited a few seconds to see if she would open her eyes. When she didn't make any movements he slumped back in his chair, still grasping her hand. He looked around the room as if to memorize it. Everything in the room seemed to remind him of Payson in some way. He noticed a picture of a purple flower on the wall. He sighed thinking that purple was their color. Payson had on the color purple when they first met; purple was a color scheme in their wedding; and it was obviously Payson's favorite color. He noticed that it was darker outside. Even that reminded him of how Payson use to leave the gym late, most nights to go over her routines. Thinking of her made his heart constrict painfully so he looked at the clock on the table and decided to call Kim. He kissed Payson's hand before getting up and walking just outside the room.
He dialed his mother-in-law's number and waited for a few seconds. When she picked up she sounded breathless. "Hello?"
"Kim, it's me." Sasha only got out that much before Kim started to panic.
"Is it Payson? Is she up? What happened?" Kim was firing questions quicker than Sasha could answer them.
"Whoa whoa, Kim slow down. Payson is stable, she hasn't waken up yet. I just called to check in on Alex. Is he doing okay?" Sasha tried to distract himself by asking about his son. Alex always seemed to calm him down. Even if it was only slightly; considering the situation.
"He's fine. He just went to sleep. I put him up in Payson's old room." Kim laughed softly on the other end of the phone. "He saw a picture of you in her old room actually. I was carrying him and when I walked by the dresser he said daddy. I looked and I saw an old picture of you that Payson had on her mirror. You had a trophy in your hand. It was from Sydney I think." She exhaled roughly and Sasha knew she was trying not to cry. "Sasha, how is she? Really? I don't want a 'she's stable', I want to know how she's really doing."
Sasha knew that question was coming. He just wasn't ready to actually say the words. The words that would make this situation almost unbearable. He thought carefully of how to say what he needed to say, without actually freaking her out or upsetting her. After a moment he finally spoke.
"Maybe you should came here so we can talk Kim. I don't want to tell you anything over the phone. If you have questions, then you can ask a doctor who can answer them better than I can. I will tell you what the doctors told me. Do you want to come here or have me tell you? It's all up to you." Sasha was hoping for her to come to the hospital. He hated being in that room. He hated feeling alone and exhausted. He knew if Kim was here, he would feel less lonely. She must have wanted to see Payson, because fifteen minutes later, she was in the door way of her hospital room.
Sasha got up from the chair offering it to her before giving her a hug. "She's gonna be okay Kim. She has to be."
She walked over to the side of Payson's bed and gingerly took her daughters' hand. "Hey Pay. You need to wake up baby. We need you. I can't lose my baby girl. You as a mom, knows what it's like, to not want anything happening to your child. So please, wake up for me. For your son. For Sasha. He's an absolute mess without you. I don't think I've ever seen Sasha this torn up before. Alex is asking about you Pay. He misses you. He needs you to. More than anyone. Alex needs you most baby." She had tears streaming down her face as she spoke. Kim felt a hand on her shoulder and knew it was Sasha.
"Kim, the doctors are here. They wanna check to see if there is any change. I asked them to stay after, so they could answer any questions you might have." Sasha looked passed Kim's shoulder to longingly look at Payson.
With that, they both went out into the hallway to give the doctors the room, that they needed to check Payson.
"What happened Sasha? You just told me she was in the hospital and that you need Mark and I to watch Alex. So what happened?" Kim asked, with an edge of fear in her voice.
Sasha tightly shut his eyes, trying to push back the memory of his wife laying on the bathroom floor covered in blood. He shivered before opening his eyes again, looking Kim in the eye. "She called me around 1:30 today. The moment she said my name, I knew something was wrong. I went straight home. When I found her, she was unconscious on the bathroom floor. Covered in blood. I brought her here, obviously. The doctors told me that the baby is fine. They don't know when...or if...they said that if she doesn't wake up soon, they'll have to take the baby. The first priority is Payson, unless the baby is in danger." He trailed off, taking a look at Kim again. She had tears in her eyes. She went to hug him, but the doctor emerged from Payson's room. Sasha immediately went up to talk to the doctor.
"How is she?" Sasha was anxious, nervous. He looked at the doctor to try and decipher anything from his eyes, but gave up quickly.
The doctor sighed before speaking. "Mr. Belov, your wife is stable. She's unconscious, but stable. The baby is doing, at this point, better than Payson. If she doesn't wake up in the next 48 hours, we're going to have to preform a c-section. Now for us to do that, you need to sign these papers." He held out the papers for Sasha to take. Sasha gave a sharp glare and clenched his jaw, before excepting them.
"What about the baby? The baby isn't due for another three weeks." Sasha was for a moment, in father mode.
"The baby is usually fine and well developed, between 36 and 40 weeks into the pregnancy. So there won't be any damage or problems with the baby if we have to take it. So I suggest you sign these papers. For your baby." The doctor began to walk away, but Sasha stopped him in his tracks. He wanted...needed to know the one thing that has been eating away at him since this mess began.
"What are the chances of her waking up? Of her pulling through this?" Sasha's voice was barely above a whisper, but the doctor heard him.
"Considering she lost a lot of blood, it could be hours, days, even weeks. We're not really sure in these types of cases. This type of thing, is usually unknown. All cases are different, unique. There is no way of saying. I'm very sorry Mr. Belov. If you need anything or there are changes in your wife's condition, please get a nurse or doctor." With that, the doctor walked away, down the hall, as if nothing he said changed anything or affected anyone.
Sasha could barely breathe. Weeks, days. I don't think I can handle this. I thought I was ready for anything. Not this. I can't...Sasha began to feel dizzy. He braced himself on the wall next to him. He felt a hand on his shoulder. He turned to see Payson's eyes staring back at him. He only wished it was Payson and not her mother.
"Sahsa are you alright? Why don't you sit down." She led him to a seat in the waiting room down the hall.
"Kim. The doctor just said that she may or may not wake up. If she doesn't wake up in 48 hours, they'll have to take the baby. The baby is strong. Healthy. Just like her mother." Sasha had tears in his eyes as he looked down at the floor. He didn't want Kim to see him like this. He had to present a strong front. For Kim. For Alex. He heard Kim give a sob next to him. He turned and brought her into a hug.
"She will wake up. I know she will. She's strong, she has a way of proving people wrong. She always has." He said the words, trying to convince Kim and himself. If anything happened to her, he didn't know what he'd do. So he clung onto the hope and faith to get him through this. Kim pulled away looking into his eyes. She placed her hand on his cheek to wipe his tears away. The motherly gesture, brought back memories of his childhood: Annabelle, his sweet, caring mother, He sighed before hugging her one last time. He stood up and made his way back to Payson.
Once inside, he pulled up another chair for Kim. He took his seat, took her hand and settled in for a long night. He glanced to his left and saw Kim easing back into her own chair.
She gave him a small smile. "I figured you need the company."
He smiled softly at her before looking back at Payson. He noticed no change. He leaned forward to whisper in her ear. "I love you Payson. Open your beautiful blue eyes so I can breathe again." He sighed, nuzzling the top of her head. He felt the silky strands of hair he loved to run his fingers through. Before leaning back, he kissed the top of her forehead. He whispered in his native tongue. Thinking of how she loved to listen to him speak in Romanian. He spoke words of love and adoration. So only he would know what he was saying to her. He hoped, in her subconscious she could hear him."Esti inima mea. Te-ai mei sint soulmate. Ai Payson, sunt mai bine mea jumatate. Refuz sa traiasca fara tine. Am sa te urmeze la moarte ca un rege urmeaza regina lui. Ingerul meu m-am nevoie de contrast negru meu eficiente. dragostea mea si inima sint vesnic al tau. pina la moarte. dragostea mea. Intotdeauna. " With that he kissed her forehead one last time and leaned back in his chair.
It felt like he was only asleep for a second and he jolted awake. He noticed that Kim left him a note saying she was in the cafeteria. He sighed looking at the clock. He groaned, when he saw it was only 4:30. Great, even when my wife is in the hospital, my internal alarm clock never fails. He glanced around the room and noticed that it was dimly lit by the small lamp on the bedside table. He sighed before taking Payson's hand again. He kissed her softly and laid their entwined hands on top of her swollen stomach. He rested his forehead on top of his arm. He sighed again, before drifting off to sleep.
He woke up suddenly with his heart racing. He didn't move an inch; he breathed in deeply and then listened. He didn't know what for exactly. It was like a premonition he had. He felt he had to be up for something. It was then that he heard it: a soft voice whispering his name. An angel, perhaps. For a split second, he thought his mind and heart were playing tricks on him. Then he heard it again. He looked at Payson to see if he heard properly. His heart skipped a beat at the sight of her. There looking back at him with beautiful dark blue eyes was Payson.
AN: I'm sorry it took this long to update. I've been busy with school and personal stuff. I wanted to show what Sasha was feeling while Payson was unconscious. Next chapter they will be able to talk and interact more. Also, I need a few ideas for baby names. It's a girl. So suggestions are welcome. D day is fast approaching for baby Belov. So please as always read and review.
English Translation for what Sasha said to Payson:
You are my heart. You are my soul mate. You Payson, are my better half. I refuse to live without you. I will follow you and worship you in death like a king follows and worships his queen. My angel I need you to brighten my black soul. My love and heart are forever yours. Even in death. My love. Always.