For the rest of the night, Peter comforted me about Nicholas. Honestly, it's not that big of a deal because I hadn't gotten to know him, but it was pretty sad on how it happened. Peter and I were looking forward to keeping him. I was told that Helen didn't want Nicholas and didn't want me to have him. She told the guards she'd rather be dead. At the time they didn't think anything of it until she escaped.
I cried for a while with Peter whispering sweet nothings into my ear telling me that everything was going to be okay. I stayed the night while Peter went to go clean the apartment. Thankfully, I didn't have any nightmares. I didn't want Tris and Four having to deal with me. Peter came back for me in the morning. I was sitting on Tris's couch playing patty cake with her. Don't ask me why. I have no idea why I was playing patty cake with her. It seemed fun. Four was sitting on the armchair wearing an amused grin on his face. A knock on the door didn't make us stop. We sped it up while Four got up to answer it.
"Peter." Four said firmly.
"Is Pandora still here?" He asked.
"Yeah, she is." Four turned to me as if asking for permission. I nodded to him. "You can come in."
Peter raised an eyebrow but still came in. Now, Tris and I were playing Miss Mary Mac. Peter took a seat behind me and started to massage my shoulders. "Ready to come home?" He moved my hair and kissed the back of my neck.
"Yeah." I said.
"Peter, if you ever hurt her again I will castrate you myself." Tris threatened.
I frowned. "But how will he make sweet love to me?" That made them all laugh. Tris and I stopped playing and I kissed her's and Four's cheek. "I'll see you guys later?" They both smiled and nodded.
Peter grabbed my hand and we walked towards our apartment. Outside the door, Peter pressed his lips to mine. How he managed to get the door open and closed without breaking us apart is beyond me. I was walking backwards when something dug deep into my leg and I stepped on something sharp. I pulled back and cried out in pain. When I looked down I saw a long shard of glass sticking out of the couch and a piece was sticking out of my foot. There was blood covering the glass and flowing down my leg.
"I thought you said you cleaned!" I exclaimed and staggered forward into Peter's arms.
"I didn't see those. Now, we're going to the infirmary." Peter swept me up into his arms and we went to the infirmary.
I sat on mine and Peter's bed eating an apple angrily. Dr. Thorn put me on bed rest for now because of my leg and foot. The glass ripped some muscle in my foot and tore a lot of muscle in my leg. I had to get stitches. Peter walked in with a glass of water. I drank it greedily and thanked him. He smiled and gave me a peck on the lips.
Three and a half months later
I awoke filled with energy. Peter was in the Pit doing some work with Four so I was laying in bed by myself. My due date was in two weeks so I was more then ready to give birth. I was ready to burst. My boobs were sore and so were my feet. I struggled getting up but got up. "What to eat for breakfast?" I murmured to myself. Nugget came barreling into the room causing me to laugh. "Hey, baby girl. Are you hungry? Didn't daddy feed you earlier?" I waddled into the kitchen to pour Nugget some dog food. Nugget nuzzled into me happily as I poured the food. After kissing her soft, wet muzzle I went to the cabinet to get a bowl. I reached up to get one, but I felt something cool splash against the back of my legs. Nugget barked at me. I looked down to see my pants soaked with what looked like water. My water just broke. A contraction hit me just as I grabbed the edge of the counter. I cried out in pain. On a scale of one to ten this contraction was an eleven. The worst part was that Peter wasn't here. "Nugget, go find daddy."
Nugget ran out of the apartment through the doggy door barking. Such a good dog. I staggered to the door and opened it when another contraction hit. Again, I cried out, but continued. I have to get to the infirmary. I'd just gotten into the doors of the infirmary when another contraction hit. This time my knees buckled from the pain. Dr. Thorn rushed over just as Peter ran in. "Get her into a room." Dr. Thorn instructed.
Peter picked me up and ran me into a room. Dr. Thorn instructed him to undress me and have me put on a gown. She spread my legs to check the dilation. "Looks like this will be a quick birth. You're already at 9 centimeters."
"How the hell...?"
"You must have been dilated for a while before your water broke. That's why the contractions hurt so much." I nodded. "On the next contraction I'm going to need you to push."
As soon as the next contraction hit I pushed as hard as I could. Peter squeezed my hand. The next time I pushed I screamed. Then I started cursing Peter out. "I hate you! I can't believe you did this to me!"
"I love you too, baby. You're doing great. Just keep pushing."
"I can almost see the head. On three I need you to push. One... Two... Three." I pushed with a scream and the squeezing of Peter's hand. "All right. She's coming. One more push and she should be out. One... Two... Three." I pushed for hopefully the last time.
I heard my baby's cry and I slumped back into the bed. They clean up Victoria and handed her to Peter. I was just about to see my baby when it was like everything was going in slow motion. My sweet little girl was screaming while my heart monitor beeped like crazy. Peter was yelling something at me that I couldn't understand. Dr. Thorn rushed over and started to check my pulse. My eyes drooped and finally I blacked out.
Peter POV
Four and I sat on the floor of the Pit taking a breather from working so hard. We were putting up a taller railing so we could prevent more deaths. I threw part of my sandwich at Four and picked up a hammer. Four was just about to throw a handful of nails at me when Nugget came barking into the Pit. I stood up, worried. Nugget was supposed to stay with Pandora. We taught Nugget to come find either of us if something happened to the other. Which meant something happened to Pandora. I was up and running before Four could say anything.
When I arrived at the apartment the door was swinging open. I ran to the infirmary. Dr. Thorn had said that Pandora could go into labor at any time leading up to her due date. I really hope that Pandora sent Nugget to come get me. I had just ran into the infirmary when I saw Pandora collapse. Dr. Thorn reached her first.
"Get her into a room." Dr. Thorn instructed.
I picked her up and ran into a room. Dr. Thorn instructed me to undress her and have her put on a gown. She spread Pandora's legs to check the dilation. "Looks like this will be a quick birth. You're already at 9 centimeters."
"How the hell...?"
"You must have been dilated for a while before your water broke. That's why the contractions hurt so much." Pandora nodded. "On the next contraction I'm going to need you to push."
As soon as the next contraction hit she pushed as hard as she could. I could see it on her face. I squeezed her hand to try to encourage her. It looked like it freaking hurt. The next time she pushed she screamed. Then she started cursing me out. "I hate you! I can't believe you did this to me!"
"I love you too, baby. You're doing great. Just keep pushing." I told her.
"I can almost see the head. On three I need you to push. One... Two... Three." Pandora pushed with a scream and the squeezing of my hand. "All right. She's coming. One more push and she should be out. One... Two... Three." Pandora pushed for the last time.
Dr. Thorn had one of the nurses clean Victoria up then hand her to me. She was wrapped in a pink blanket sleeping peacefully. Victoria had her mother's lips and my nose. I hope she has Pandora's eyes. Victoria was screaming. Pandora's heart monitor started beeping and Dr. Thorn had a look on her face that said this wasn't good. I immediately started freaking out.
"Pandora! You need to stay awake. You have to live! I can't lose you. Not now. Not ever. I love you. I need you to stay alive." I shouted.
Dr. Thorn started to check her pulse when she black out. I died inside when I looked at her heart monitor. Her pulse was dropping quickly. Victoria and I were pulled out of the room. I heard Dr. Thorn shouting things. Two nurses took me to a room to help with Victoria. I just stood there as they treated her while she rested in my arms. Pandora's dying. I can't believe it. We knew this was a risk but a rare one. I cried silently and stared at Victoria. If I can't have Pandora, I'll be devastated, but I'll have Victoria. The nurses took her out of my arms to give her her first bath. I watched intently so I knew what to do. Tris had bought Pandora a little bath for Victoria a month ago. Victoria didn't quiet down until the nurses put her back in my arms. Her eyes were now open and instead of being blue like usual babies eyes are they're hazel just like Pandora's. Through my tears, I smiled at the little girl in my arms.
"Mommy will be fine, baby. She'll be fine." I was mostly comforting myself but Viki seemed to relax. She sighed cutely and closed her eyes.
Four and Tris ran in looking frantic. They stared at my face searching for something. Tris must have realized something was wrong because her hand flew to her mouth and she gasped. Four put an arm around Tris and held her to him while she cried quietly not wanting to wake Viki. I continued to cry and traced Viki's face. She was too cute and looked so much like her mother already. How? I have no idea. It just makes her the most adorable baby ever. I'll have to keep my promise to Pandora now. A while ago, maybe about two months, she made me promise to send for Matt, Rose, and Violet if anything happened to her. I convinced her nothing was going to happen. Now she's probably- Don't think like that, Peter. She's fine. She didn't even get to see Viki. That made me cry harder. A few tears dropped onto the blanket so with one hand I wiped them away.
Looks like you guys won't be finding out if she made it until tomorrow. *shrugs shoulders* I'm evil... Now do I kill off the girl? Or do I keep her alive? Hmmmm