OH MAH GAWD. Remember when I called out Beegurl13 about a Christmas 'Worship' outtake? Well she did it...and HOLY SHIT did she do it. It is up now and I would totally open another tab and read that first...cause...phew.
My twins were born at 34 weeks...so I have some experience with standing outside an incubator. :( But they are two now and aside from my one little Indigo Child who talks to ghosts...all is good .
They stood next to each other…
Hands pressed against the glass…
Eyes on the wriggly bundle in the incubator.
Wires trailed from arms and chest and legs to a seemingly endless number of machines.
Beeps sounded and alarms blared but their eyes never left him.
Sam's son.
When a throat cleared next to them Edward somehow managed to look away and found himself face to face with an exhausted looking man.
"You Cullen?" He rasped and Edward held tightly to Isabella's hand as he nodded.
"Kid's yours if you want him. Emily will sign over her rights." He said before he left, without even a glance at his grandchild who was fighting for his life behind the glass.
Edward and Isabella stared after him.
And then together they turned and looked back at the baby.
Their baby.