I'm so sorry I wasn't writing but here it is!
Cammie's POV
My baby. After nine months of carrying a huge bundle in front of me, Sean was finally coming out. The doctors and nurses told me to push for all my might, and I did.
Zach was there, holding my hand tightly, encouraging me along.
"The head! I can see it!" one of the nurses shouted enthusiastically.
That one statement made me push harder, using all the strength I could muster.
Within minutes, I heard a high-pitched wailing and for some reason, tears started to roll down my cheeks, not because of the pain.
I let myself relax, since my muscles had been so tense. The doctor started to stitch me up and the nurses cleaned Sean up.
They were about to pass Sean back to Zach and I when the doctor gasped.
Everyone in the room seemed to freeze.
"What's wrong?" Zach asked.
"Cammie. She's having complications," the doctor explained, nodding at his assistants.
"Mr. Goode, you need to step out," the nurse motioned towards the door.
What was happening? I wanted to see my son!
I wanted to speak but no sounds came out. It was as though I was trapped in my inner world. What?
Then, somebody injected a needle into me, and I passed out.
The last I heard was Sean's crying and Zach's shouts.
Zach's POV
I don't know what happened. Cammie and I were just marveling over her delivery of our son, and then the doctor says she's having complications. What's happening? Could it have something to do with the tumor?
After we checked the last time, the tumor was declared as benign, so we didn't need to remove it. So what was wrong with Cammie?
I couldn't let anything happen to my Gallagher Girl. I slumped outside at the wall, too despondent to think.
This was nothing I had been trained to deal with in my entire life of spying.
I heard several footsteps and I snapped out, looking up to see Rachel, Liz and Joe.
I stood up, clearing my throat.
Before I could say anything, Rachel spoke.
"Where's she? Where's Cammie?" she asked hurriedly.
I just shook my head, still trying to clear it.
"Zach! What happened?" Joe shook my shoulders, talking to me.
"She successfully delivered Sean. He's in the nursery now. But the doctor said there were complications and they chased me out," I summarized for them.
"Complications? What complications?" Liz spoke aloud.
I shrugged, leaning back against the wall again. Just then, something caught the glint of the ceiling lights. It was my wedding ring. The ring that symbolized the love between Cammie and I. I couldn't let myself slip now.
"Where's the rest? Bex, Macey, and Abby?" I asked, trying to distract myself.
"The girls and the other guys had to stay to help with the ceremony. They couldn't get away, and now almost all the newbies are talking about what they saw outside the theatre," Rachel explained.
There was going to be quite a bit of explaining to do when we got back.
Suddenly, the doors of the operation theatre opened. It was the good doctor.
I rushed up to him, with the rest following close behind.
"How's she?" I almost shouted.
"Cammie's out of the danger zone now, but she's extremely weak. She lost too much blood, but we used the stand-by blood sources in the hospital. Her tumor had apparently grown in size and was causing the extreme blood loss. She's slightly anemic now but it's going to be fine, because since Sean is already out, we removed the tumor too. She won't be able to talk or move much for two weeks though," the doctor explained, nodding at us.
I walked into Cammie's ward, along with the nurse that held our baby. The rest had told us to contact them when Cammie awoke, since they also needed to go back to tend to the ceremony.
Cammie was lying on the hospital bed, looking paler than ever. The blanket covered her up so I couldn't see the bandages.
I sat down by her side, and motioned for the nurse to leave Sean in the trolley. He was asleep too.
"Cammie, can you hear me?" I spoke softly, tucking her hair behind her ear.
Silence.
"Cammie?" I tried again. Maybe she was too tired.
Then, her eyelids fluttered open to look at me.
"Zach," she breathed.
I nodded happily.
"I – " she winced, clutching at her stomach, probably where the tumor had been surgically removed.
"Hey, be careful," I warned, telling her about her medical condition.
I helped her get comfortable on the bed, and she whispered, "Sean…"
She wanted to see our son.
I smiled and nodded at her. Carefully lifting our son from his little cot, I set him down gently beside her.
She weakly fondled his small face, smiling up at me. She looked weak, but she was very happy.
Cammie's POV
I awoke in a hospital room. How many times has it been already when I wake up and I'm not sure of what has been happening…
Zach was beside me, and I could see Sean lying in his cot just beside him.
I caressed Sean's face, and an unbelievable sense of joy overwhelmed me. Is this what it meant to be a mother? I was young. A mother at 25 years old. That hadn't really been my plan and I had been worrying about how to continue with my career after delivering Sean. But now, gazing at my son's face, all those thoughts vanished. All I could care about now was my family.
Zach told me the doctor removed my tumor, because it had grown too big and caused extreme blood loss. He looked calm as he said that but I could tell he had been very anxious.
Afterwards in the evening, the whole gang came after the ceremony.
Apparently, the newbies were all gossiping about me now. About how weird it was that there had been a heavily pregnant woman at the entrance of the theatre. No one had told them anything straight, like I was the Chameleon and things like that.
Things were going to be very interesting soon.
So, Sean is finally out! I'm kinda running out of ideas, besides what to write when Cammie gets better and she cleans up the rumors about her... Any suggestions? :) Please review!
~Rernay