I'm sorry it's been a while since I updated. I've been really busy with school and preparing to move across the country.
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Mr. Whale had seen a lot during his time as a doctor in Storybrooke, but this was not something he ever expected to see. Mr. Gold came rushing into the emergency room, his usually unreadable face contorted into fear and desperation as he struggled to help the girl leaning against his side, one arm wrapped around her swollen belly. Gold desperately wished he had the strength to carry her, the whole way, but he was physically incapable. Whale ran over, followed by a group of nurses with a gurney. He helped the nurses get Luvetta on the gurney. He was stopped by Mr. Gold, who didn't let go until Whale turned to look into his desperate eyes.
"If anything happens to any of them, I'm holding you responsible."
With that threat in mind, Whale followed the nurses into the emergency room.
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Mr. Gold sat outside of the room. He wanted to be in there with her. He really wanted to. But he couldn't. Not in this nightmare Regina had concocted for him. Where his wife believed he had hurt her and she was married to the man who actually had, and who was continuing to hurt her. Her father, however, had no idea he even had a daughter. Luvetta was in there, with no one to support her, and he couldn't do a thing about it.
Finally, the doctor left the room, sighing. Mr. Gold stood, glaring at him, daring him to deny his obvious question.
"They are fine," Whale said. "A boy and a girl."
Gold had to fight the tears.
"Is... there a way I could see them? Without her knowing."
"I don't-"
"I don't have to touch them," Mr. Gold nearly begged. "I don't even have to be in the same room."
Whale nodded. He walked back in and quietly opened the curtains on the window, just enough for Gold to see through. Luvetta was too distracted by the two sleeping bodies curled up next to her to notice. Gold couldn't control himself anymore. He cried.
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Someone was watching her. She could feel it. She looked up, and froze. Mr. Gold was standing there, watching them.
Crying.
When their eyes met, Gold blinked and half-stumbled off. Luvetta felt an almost overwhelming urge to run after him, to make his tears go away.
And it was wrong.
Even there, with her two little ones at her side, everything was wrong.
"It will be alright," she whispered to them. "Everything will be alright, my little Nicole and Nicolas."