"You are my sunshine, my only sunshine, you make me happy, when skies are grey..."
He murmurs into her head as a small smile flickers over her face she searches for his hand and links her fingers through his and looks up at him before resting her head back down on his chest. He feels the dampness from the tears which were soaking into his skin causing him to sigh.
"You'll never know dear how much I love you" she hums slightly looking up at him "Please dont take my sunshine away..."
They were interrupted by the sound of Carla's phone, she pulls a piece of linen with her as she collects it from downstairs before returning seeing it was Johnny saying that Ivy was ready for visitors which instantly made her nervous, Peter saw this and tapped the bed beside him.
"Everything will be ok"
She had to take his word for it so they work on dressing themselves then they headed to the hospital again and found where Ivy was. Johnny and Jenny said that they were going to now leaving Carla and Peter alone to sit with Ivy which they did. Carla gasped when she saw her daughter hooked up to all the machines, heart monitors and the cannular in her arm it was really hitting home that this wasn't some warped dream but it was her perpetual reality. Glancing back to Peter he gestured for her to sit down and she immediately took Ivy's hand as she slept.
"I'm going to have to pump for them" she whispers in realisation as Peter runs his fingers through her hair "I want her to have my milk as its good for her development"
"I know" he whispers as a nurse comes into the room "Is she ok?"
"She's doing really well" the nurse assures them as a doctor enters the room causing the nurse to pass her clipboard to him "I couldn't help but overhear that you want her to be fed via your milk?"
"Yeah if that's allowed, I can go home and pump right now if you want?"
"Oh no no it doesn't have to be now, when you're ready, you can even pump here if you need to" the nurse assures her as Carla nods glancing to Peter who looked rather shocked at the situation "I'll give you some space"
"She looks so tiny just lying there" Peter gulps releasing more tears from his eyes as Carla sits up gesturing for him to sit down so she could sit on his lap "I can't believe she had a stroke, she's tiny and…"
"I'm so scared Peter," she says looking into his eyes before nuzzling into his neck "What if she doesn't make it?"
"Don't speak like that" he whispers blinking rapidly as the alarm goes off causing Carla's eyes to widen, it was like her world collapsed around her
"No!" she cries as nurses run into the room and doctors "My baby! No, no, no!"
"It's ok" he reassures her as she cries hysterically into his chest the alarm still going off around them "What's happening?!"
"We'll need you to leave just for a bit," the nurse says calmly as Carla cries into his chest, he managed to lead her out of the room and into the family room which was near Ivy's hospital room
"She's not going to make it is she?" she whispers as Peter kisses her head and holds her close cupping the back of her head "My baby's going to die isn't she?"
"No dont say that," he says gently causing her to let out a shaky breath in response, Maria enters the room and sighs at the atmosphere "Hi Maria"
"Hi" she gulps glancing to Carla who was holding Peter close "I'm so sorry, I really am"
"Don't," Carla says going to sit on one of the chairs cross-legged wiping her eyes every now and then to collect the tears which were dribbling down her cheeks "Why does this always happen?"
"I dont follow love" he glances to Maria, Carla throws her head back in exasperation before letting out a weary sigh "Maybe we should ring Michelle she would want to know what's going on"
"I'll do it" Maria smiles grabbing her phone leaving Carla and Peter alone together sensing they needed to speak without her interference
"She'll be fine Carla, she's just trying to recover I'm sure of it-"
"You're a doctor now?" she snaps cutting in as Peter sighs shaking his head wishing she would stop pushing him away "I need to know whats going on"
"Carla?" the nurse enters the room with a small smile on her face "Ivy has suffered a seizure"
"A seizure? I thought it was a stroke?" she questions incredulously, Peter could tell that her patience was wearing thin
"Ivy's stroke in an essence has caused her to have a seizure, we're currently trying to find the cause of her stroke so we can prevent this from happening, I am so sorry"
"It's fine, thank you, doctor," Peter says quickly not wanting Carla to snap at the nurse "Is there anything you recommend?"
"I recommend going home as its unlikely that you will be able to see Ivy for the rest of the night, try and get some rest then you will probably be able to see her tomorrow"
"Alright, thank you" Peter smiles as the nurse nods before leaving the room he glances to Carla who was gripping onto his hand for dear life wanting this horrible thing to be over with "You heard what she said sweetheart, we need to rest"
"You dont want to be here do you?" she snaps as Peter sighs in response shaking his head from side to side
"Of course I want to be here," he says calmly as he was starting to lose his temper again "I just think that us getting some sort of rest would be a good idea"
"Ok fine" she laments causing Peter to smile slightly, she gets up off the seat and falls into his arms "You're right, we should go"
They went home after asking Maria to see if Peter could stay with them just in case some news came through about Ivy which she agreed would be for the best. This left Peter to go back to his and chuck a bag of things together for himself so he could stay with Carla for the night. Upon entering the bedroom Carla was exhausted, her eyes were bloodshot and in her hands was one of Ivy's stuffed animals; the bear he got for their son which was now Ivy's and that was enough in itself to make the tears fall. Not even bothering to get changed he scooted himself next to her and draped his arm around her body whilst she gripped onto his arm; he pressed his lips against her head breathing in the same comforting scent of her which was always there, one which made him feel calm.
"I'm sorry" she whispers as Peter shakes his head allowing her to turn around in his arms so she could look at him in the eyes "For snapping at everyone, pushing everyone away I just wanted answers"
"I do too," he says kissing her on the forehead as she lets out more tears, he cups her cheek watching as she breathes in the scent of the teddy bear sandwiched between them
"It smells like her" she responds quietly, Peter smiles breathing in the scent of the bear as well "I'm so scared Peter, for the future"
"I'm scared too" he responds sadly before coming to a realisation "You must think I'm stupid, I've only known her as mine for what, hours and here I am blubbering like a baby in front of you-"
"No, no, no" she shakes her head before breathing out "You have as much right to be upset over this as I do, you are her father you're allowed to be sad in any circumstance"
"I know it just feels weird, hearing you say that I'm her dad it's just...crazy," he says in disbelief, she bites her lip and nods slowly "We should probably get changed"
"We should but..." she trails off chewing her lip "I dont want to move, I'm comfortable here being in your arms"
"Ok then, we'll stay" he whispers into her head, she gingerly reaches up and plants a soft kiss on his lips before snuggling down beside him resting her head under her chin Ivy's teddy bear still sandwiched between them