3 weeks later
Kate's POV
We've been trying for almost month to help Amelia, at first, she was trying but she isn't anymore. She is angry all the time and I don't know if we can give her the help she needs. I'm at home sitting with her, she's been asleep for a few hours now.
"Hey baby, I know you're asleep and you probably can't hear me, but I need you to know that I love you so much. I don't understand what you've been through and what you're going through, but you can't give up, I can't lose you, I don't know if I can keep living without you. I know that's so fucking selfish of me, but I want to marry you and have kids, I want a life with you Amelia. So please baby just don't give up, keep fighting alright. I love you Amelia Taylor and I love this baby."
Amelia's POV
I know the team and Kate just want to help me and I was trying, but I'm not anymore. I want to but I'm so exhausted. I know I need more help but that terrifies me because it means
I have to deal with everything that has happened to me. I want this baby but I'm so afraid that I will be a bad parent. I was about to wake up when Kate started talking, so I stayed asleep to hear what she was saying.
I started crying, hearing the pain in Kate's voice broke my heart, it finally hit me that I can't give up. I've been so angry at everyone, I told myself they will leave, that if I stop trying, they will give up on me. all of them gave up their time for me, to help me.
"I'm so sorry Kate, I – I'm s-so sorry"
"hey, you're awake and I'm guessing you heard me." I looked at her and she smiled.
"yea I heard. I'm sorry for being so angry, I told myself that if I pushed all of you away you would give up on me." I started crying again.
"Amelia, none of us will ever stop caring and you don't need to apologise okay? We are going to help you through this, you aren't doing it alone"
"I'm scared Kate, what if I don't get better or what if I can't be helped. I want this baby, but I'm terrified I'm going to be a bad parent or I'm going to screw this kid up."
"Baby listen to me; I'm going to be here through it all. Amelia you can get better, I don't care how long it takes, I love you"
"can you um, could you take me to a doctor and um help me make a uh an appointment for a therapist."
"of course baby, I'm so proud of you for asking for help, that's a big first step."
Kate's POV
It's been about a week since we talked, Amelia and I set up regular appointments for a therapist and got her into see a doctor. She has been trying, she is smiling more, and I know its still early stages but It's going to be okay. The doctor diagnosed her with PTSD, Major depressive disorder, Depersonalization/derealization disorder and severe generalised anxiety disorder. We got medication for her and we were both scared, but we decided to take it slow.