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AN: Well, this is the last part, peoples.....-_- I am SO happy and SO thankful for all of your wonderful and kind reviews. An author couldn'd ask for better readers....;_; *sob*....uh oh...I'm getting all emotional now! Well, I'm out of ideas right now, so feel free to email me any you have - FTTD, Sonic the Hedgehog, Pokemon, DBZ....pretty much anything, and I'll get back to ya if I can do it. Thank you all once again! AAaaaaaaaaoooooooooooooooo!!!!
For the Sake of Another part 6 by Ly the werewolf
The entire room was the exact portrait of pure, unbridled chaos. Of course, Tony and Murlock began fighting over who would take care of Sara, Dr. Goodman was arguing with a nurse because she wanted the time shifters out, the time shifters were getting into things, while Flint and Rocky just blinked, too confused to do anything. " She's MY sister, so I'll take care of her!"
" Yeah, well she's having MY baby, so I'LL take care of her!"
" Get those disgusting things out of the maternity ward!"
" Pardon me, ma'am, but they are NOT disgusting!" Sara put her hands over her ears and shaking her head, she began to cry of pain and frustration.
" STOP IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIT!!!!!!!!!" She screamed. The room went silent; everyone was a frozen image of the argument they were having. The nurse huffed, and ran a hand over her now-red face.
" Okay....This girl is having a baby. Who's the father?" She barked. Murlock stepped forward.
" I am." The nurse paused momentarily.
" Okaaaayyyy....anyway, the rest of you and your weird little pets will have to go in the waiting room. " No one moved. " NOW!!!" The old nurse thundered. All that was left of Flint and co. was a large puff of smoke. She turned to a very distraught Sara. " Okay, dear. What's your name?" She tenderly asked, pulling out a clipboard.
" Sara Goodman...." She managed to choke. She pointed her pen at Murlock.
" Murlock Holmes."
" Okay...." She faced the couple. " Now my name is Rosaline, but you can just call me Rose. I know this must be very tough for you, dear. " Sara nodded her head a bit. " Both of you wait here for just a sec, while I get some more nurses and Dr. Murdoch. " Both said a happy 'thank you' as Rose left. Murlock turned to Sara, and took her hands in his own.
" My dearest Sara," he sobbed. " I....I can't believe this is really happening....This is all my fault...." Murlock bravely sniffed back his tears. " But, I can assure you, that I will ALWAYS be with you, no matter what. I love you with all my heart and soul, Sara. This...this thing we have created, OUR child, is a part of both of us, and I will do whatever I can in my power to make sure our son or daughter grows up happy and healthy." Sara buried her head in her lover's chest.
" Thank you so much, Murlock....You don't know how much I needed to hear that...." The young parents-to-be shared one last kiss, as a group of doctors and nurses came marching in, literally shoving Murlock out of the way. The next ten or so minutes was all a complete blur to Sara. She could faintly recall them changing her oxygen mask, adjusting different tubing, and having a wide variety of drugs injected into her bloodstream. Rose came up beside the barely concious Sara.
" Okay, dear, we've given you a drug that will induce labour. We just have to wait for your cervix to dilate, okay?" Sara nodded weakly.
Twenty minutes later, Sara Goodman could faintly hear ' Doctor, 10 cenimeters is complete.' through the pounding in her ears. Out of the corner of her eye, behind the hospital staff, she could see Murlock, giving her a thumbs-up and a warm, loving smile. The same nurse from before came up to Sara's head. She gently stroked her hair and face, cooing soft words and lullabys into Sara's ear. " Your cervix is dilated, dear. That means the baby is coming. Are you ready?" The young teen managed to squeak out a tiny 'yes'. " Let the father in!" Rose ordered. As soon as the door was opened, Murlock dashed to his beloved's side, clutching her hand tightly.
" Sara, I'm here for you!" She opened her mouth to say something, but she had so many drugs in her she probably wouldn't be able to recite the entire alphabet correctly. " Shh, shh shh shh shh....It's alright, my love....It's all right...." Suddenly, Sara shrieked, startling everyone in the delivery room.
" Doctor, the baby's coming!" One nurse said. The delivery 'coach' and doctor, Dr. M. Murdoch, moved to the end.
" Okay....and.....PUSH!!"
" AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!" she screamed, and lightly blushed when she felt a hand go up her vagina.
" And another....and.......PUSH!!!" Sara's screams of agony echoed throughout the hospital hallways.
It went on like that for what seemed like days, but, in actual fact, only about three hours. " The head! The head is coming out!" A nurse exlaimed. Dr. Murdoch's eyes lit up.
" Excellent! Alright...." He trailed off his sentence as he gently and carefully pulled the head out. " One more push should do it, Miss Goodman." A small yell was heard as the rest of the baby came out. The entire crowd, especially Murlock and Sara, breathed a sigh of relief. Dr. Murdoch arched an eyebrow. " Huh...the baby looks a little blue...." He glanced up to a confused and anxious Murlock. " Oh....nevermind." A very exhausted Sara leaned against her lover, as they watched the hospital staff bustle around with the normal birthing procedures. The two teens practically beamed as they watched their own child, a creature of flesh and blood that was created out of an unlikely love, was brought toward them. Just as Sara took a hold of her newly born child, Dr. Murdoch came over to the young couple. " I'm very, very sorry to say this," he began. " But.....there's something wrong with the baby." He turned his head to the staff. " Get an incubation tank out, STAT!!" He yelled, as he thoughtlessly took the tiny child out a shocked Sara's arms. The two exchanged worried glances.
Finally, after what seemed like forever, a very forlorn-looking Rose and Dr. Murdoch approached the worried parents. They both sighed. " Sara, Murlock....." Rose started. "....I hate to be the one to tell you this, but...."She shook her head, signaling that she couldn't finish her sentence with a straight face.
" Unfortunatly, and it really pains me to say this, but....the baby is in grave danger." Both Sara and Murlock's eyes shot wide open.
" WHAT?!?!"
" Wait! Wait! Hear me out!" he pleaded. " I don't know what happened, but, the baby is premature. Almost three months, as a matter of fact. Many of it's vital organs are under-developed, so, it hurts me to say this, but, your child has about a seven percent chance of making it through this night. Sara and Murlock were frozen in shock. Emotionally, almost eerily, Sara spoke.
" Doctor, may we please see the child?" Dr. Murdoch nodded and turned to the medical staff. Meanwhile, Rose was dialing a white curtisy phone. ' PAGING DR. BERNARD GOODMAN,' the P.A. announced. ' PAGING DR. BERNARD GOODMAN. PLEASE COME TO ROOM 251.' Almost instantly, a thundering herd of feet could be heard in the hallways.
" What's wrong?! What is it!? Is the baby here?!?" Sara and Murlock slowly turned their heads to their friends and family. The entire room almost seemed darker with an aura of sadness. The entire group was speechless as they approached the newborn baby - the child which would make Flint and Rocky possible godfathers, Tony an Uncle, Dr. Goodman a great-uncle, and Sara and Murlock a mother and a father, was lying helplessly in an incubator. Tubes seemed to grow out of it's chest and arms, while it's faintly beating heart could be seen through the membrane-like film called its skin. Even though the child was horribly premature, Sara managed to shape a smile.
" Her name is Hope," she whispered. " If you look in her mouth, under the oxygen tank, you can see little fangs...just like Murlock's....." Murlock embraced her as she began to cry. " It was totally by chance," she sobbed. " If I were just a few years older, she would've been perfectly healthy...." Suddenly, as if to prove her theory right, the heart moniter went flat. " NNOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!" She screamed, kicking,clawing and thrashing, trying to get out of the deathgrip that Murlock and several nurses had her in. " NNOOOOOO!!! LET ME GO!! MY BABY!!!! I HAVE TO SEE MY BABY!!!!" Her primitive human instincts kicked in as she started biting the nurses' arms. One yanked her arm back, cursing.
" She drew blood! That little witch bit me and made me bleed!!" She didn't care. After pushing and squirming her way through the crowd of doctors, her face fell pale. Sara dropped to her knees, a blank and vacant expression on her face. She paid no heed as her friends, her lover and her family held eachother close, the monotonous sound of the flatline singing it's own twisted song of victory over the world of living.
Murlock Holmes walked past the apoligetic doctors and nurses that he passed by in the hallway. Flint, Tony, Dr. Goodman and all the time shifters were holding eachother close, the earlier experiance of how fragile life is made them appreciate eachother even more. Tony was holding Sara's wheelchair, her face red and her eyes puffy from the tremendous amount of crying she had been doing. Murlock shot a glance at Bindi, who, as much as she despised Sara, was crying just like everyone else. He smiled faintly at her momentary compassion. When he came up to Sara, he slowly put his arms around her. They stayed like that for about five minutes, not wanting to leave eachother unattended. Finally, he let go and proceeded to his child's own room. He shut the door behind him, paying no attention to the huge lack of light in the room. He was a vampire; his night vision was as least ten times better than that of a regular human. With shaking hands, he touched the tiny corpse. " My.....my child......my daughter.....our hope for the future.....our Hope....." Murlock Homles shed one more tear for his lost child. He had used them all up. He ran a hand along a tiny inscription that the hospital whipped up for them. His gloved fingers lightly brushed the rushed lettering that read: HOPE GOODMAN-HOLMES-SHE HAD BEEN TAKEN AWAY MUCH TOO SOON FROM THIS WORLD. Murlock closed his eyes. ' Isn't everyone's hope taken away far too soon?' he thought. After a few minutes, he approached the door, and opened it slowly. " Good-bye, Hope...." And shut the door.
If someone had come into her room later on, they would've found that the room was filled, knee-high with roses. A solitary flower lay on her tiny chest. Roses had always been Murlock and Sara's favorite, so, why not their daughter's? She would've liked that.
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Well....Geez...I'm getting emotional from my own stories....Any comments, flames, ideas....send 'em on down to kaarons@home.com. Thank you all for reading!
Ly the werewolf
AN: Well, this is the last part, peoples.....-_- I am SO happy and SO thankful for all of your wonderful and kind reviews. An author couldn'd ask for better readers....;_; *sob*....uh oh...I'm getting all emotional now! Well, I'm out of ideas right now, so feel free to email me any you have - FTTD, Sonic the Hedgehog, Pokemon, DBZ....pretty much anything, and I'll get back to ya if I can do it. Thank you all once again! AAaaaaaaaaoooooooooooooooo!!!!
For the Sake of Another part 6 by Ly the werewolf
The entire room was the exact portrait of pure, unbridled chaos. Of course, Tony and Murlock began fighting over who would take care of Sara, Dr. Goodman was arguing with a nurse because she wanted the time shifters out, the time shifters were getting into things, while Flint and Rocky just blinked, too confused to do anything. " She's MY sister, so I'll take care of her!"
" Yeah, well she's having MY baby, so I'LL take care of her!"
" Get those disgusting things out of the maternity ward!"
" Pardon me, ma'am, but they are NOT disgusting!" Sara put her hands over her ears and shaking her head, she began to cry of pain and frustration.
" STOP IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIT!!!!!!!!!" She screamed. The room went silent; everyone was a frozen image of the argument they were having. The nurse huffed, and ran a hand over her now-red face.
" Okay....This girl is having a baby. Who's the father?" She barked. Murlock stepped forward.
" I am." The nurse paused momentarily.
" Okaaaayyyy....anyway, the rest of you and your weird little pets will have to go in the waiting room. " No one moved. " NOW!!!" The old nurse thundered. All that was left of Flint and co. was a large puff of smoke. She turned to a very distraught Sara. " Okay, dear. What's your name?" She tenderly asked, pulling out a clipboard.
" Sara Goodman...." She managed to choke. She pointed her pen at Murlock.
" Murlock Holmes."
" Okay...." She faced the couple. " Now my name is Rosaline, but you can just call me Rose. I know this must be very tough for you, dear. " Sara nodded her head a bit. " Both of you wait here for just a sec, while I get some more nurses and Dr. Murdoch. " Both said a happy 'thank you' as Rose left. Murlock turned to Sara, and took her hands in his own.
" My dearest Sara," he sobbed. " I....I can't believe this is really happening....This is all my fault...." Murlock bravely sniffed back his tears. " But, I can assure you, that I will ALWAYS be with you, no matter what. I love you with all my heart and soul, Sara. This...this thing we have created, OUR child, is a part of both of us, and I will do whatever I can in my power to make sure our son or daughter grows up happy and healthy." Sara buried her head in her lover's chest.
" Thank you so much, Murlock....You don't know how much I needed to hear that...." The young parents-to-be shared one last kiss, as a group of doctors and nurses came marching in, literally shoving Murlock out of the way. The next ten or so minutes was all a complete blur to Sara. She could faintly recall them changing her oxygen mask, adjusting different tubing, and having a wide variety of drugs injected into her bloodstream. Rose came up beside the barely concious Sara.
" Okay, dear, we've given you a drug that will induce labour. We just have to wait for your cervix to dilate, okay?" Sara nodded weakly.
Twenty minutes later, Sara Goodman could faintly hear ' Doctor, 10 cenimeters is complete.' through the pounding in her ears. Out of the corner of her eye, behind the hospital staff, she could see Murlock, giving her a thumbs-up and a warm, loving smile. The same nurse from before came up to Sara's head. She gently stroked her hair and face, cooing soft words and lullabys into Sara's ear. " Your cervix is dilated, dear. That means the baby is coming. Are you ready?" The young teen managed to squeak out a tiny 'yes'. " Let the father in!" Rose ordered. As soon as the door was opened, Murlock dashed to his beloved's side, clutching her hand tightly.
" Sara, I'm here for you!" She opened her mouth to say something, but she had so many drugs in her she probably wouldn't be able to recite the entire alphabet correctly. " Shh, shh shh shh shh....It's alright, my love....It's all right...." Suddenly, Sara shrieked, startling everyone in the delivery room.
" Doctor, the baby's coming!" One nurse said. The delivery 'coach' and doctor, Dr. M. Murdoch, moved to the end.
" Okay....and.....PUSH!!"
" AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!" she screamed, and lightly blushed when she felt a hand go up her vagina.
" And another....and.......PUSH!!!" Sara's screams of agony echoed throughout the hospital hallways.
It went on like that for what seemed like days, but, in actual fact, only about three hours. " The head! The head is coming out!" A nurse exlaimed. Dr. Murdoch's eyes lit up.
" Excellent! Alright...." He trailed off his sentence as he gently and carefully pulled the head out. " One more push should do it, Miss Goodman." A small yell was heard as the rest of the baby came out. The entire crowd, especially Murlock and Sara, breathed a sigh of relief. Dr. Murdoch arched an eyebrow. " Huh...the baby looks a little blue...." He glanced up to a confused and anxious Murlock. " Oh....nevermind." A very exhausted Sara leaned against her lover, as they watched the hospital staff bustle around with the normal birthing procedures. The two teens practically beamed as they watched their own child, a creature of flesh and blood that was created out of an unlikely love, was brought toward them. Just as Sara took a hold of her newly born child, Dr. Murdoch came over to the young couple. " I'm very, very sorry to say this," he began. " But.....there's something wrong with the baby." He turned his head to the staff. " Get an incubation tank out, STAT!!" He yelled, as he thoughtlessly took the tiny child out a shocked Sara's arms. The two exchanged worried glances.
Finally, after what seemed like forever, a very forlorn-looking Rose and Dr. Murdoch approached the worried parents. They both sighed. " Sara, Murlock....." Rose started. "....I hate to be the one to tell you this, but...."She shook her head, signaling that she couldn't finish her sentence with a straight face.
" Unfortunatly, and it really pains me to say this, but....the baby is in grave danger." Both Sara and Murlock's eyes shot wide open.
" WHAT?!?!"
" Wait! Wait! Hear me out!" he pleaded. " I don't know what happened, but, the baby is premature. Almost three months, as a matter of fact. Many of it's vital organs are under-developed, so, it hurts me to say this, but, your child has about a seven percent chance of making it through this night. Sara and Murlock were frozen in shock. Emotionally, almost eerily, Sara spoke.
" Doctor, may we please see the child?" Dr. Murdoch nodded and turned to the medical staff. Meanwhile, Rose was dialing a white curtisy phone. ' PAGING DR. BERNARD GOODMAN,' the P.A. announced. ' PAGING DR. BERNARD GOODMAN. PLEASE COME TO ROOM 251.' Almost instantly, a thundering herd of feet could be heard in the hallways.
" What's wrong?! What is it!? Is the baby here?!?" Sara and Murlock slowly turned their heads to their friends and family. The entire room almost seemed darker with an aura of sadness. The entire group was speechless as they approached the newborn baby - the child which would make Flint and Rocky possible godfathers, Tony an Uncle, Dr. Goodman a great-uncle, and Sara and Murlock a mother and a father, was lying helplessly in an incubator. Tubes seemed to grow out of it's chest and arms, while it's faintly beating heart could be seen through the membrane-like film called its skin. Even though the child was horribly premature, Sara managed to shape a smile.
" Her name is Hope," she whispered. " If you look in her mouth, under the oxygen tank, you can see little fangs...just like Murlock's....." Murlock embraced her as she began to cry. " It was totally by chance," she sobbed. " If I were just a few years older, she would've been perfectly healthy...." Suddenly, as if to prove her theory right, the heart moniter went flat. " NNOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!" She screamed, kicking,clawing and thrashing, trying to get out of the deathgrip that Murlock and several nurses had her in. " NNOOOOOO!!! LET ME GO!! MY BABY!!!! I HAVE TO SEE MY BABY!!!!" Her primitive human instincts kicked in as she started biting the nurses' arms. One yanked her arm back, cursing.
" She drew blood! That little witch bit me and made me bleed!!" She didn't care. After pushing and squirming her way through the crowd of doctors, her face fell pale. Sara dropped to her knees, a blank and vacant expression on her face. She paid no heed as her friends, her lover and her family held eachother close, the monotonous sound of the flatline singing it's own twisted song of victory over the world of living.
Murlock Holmes walked past the apoligetic doctors and nurses that he passed by in the hallway. Flint, Tony, Dr. Goodman and all the time shifters were holding eachother close, the earlier experiance of how fragile life is made them appreciate eachother even more. Tony was holding Sara's wheelchair, her face red and her eyes puffy from the tremendous amount of crying she had been doing. Murlock shot a glance at Bindi, who, as much as she despised Sara, was crying just like everyone else. He smiled faintly at her momentary compassion. When he came up to Sara, he slowly put his arms around her. They stayed like that for about five minutes, not wanting to leave eachother unattended. Finally, he let go and proceeded to his child's own room. He shut the door behind him, paying no attention to the huge lack of light in the room. He was a vampire; his night vision was as least ten times better than that of a regular human. With shaking hands, he touched the tiny corpse. " My.....my child......my daughter.....our hope for the future.....our Hope....." Murlock Homles shed one more tear for his lost child. He had used them all up. He ran a hand along a tiny inscription that the hospital whipped up for them. His gloved fingers lightly brushed the rushed lettering that read: HOPE GOODMAN-HOLMES-SHE HAD BEEN TAKEN AWAY MUCH TOO SOON FROM THIS WORLD. Murlock closed his eyes. ' Isn't everyone's hope taken away far too soon?' he thought. After a few minutes, he approached the door, and opened it slowly. " Good-bye, Hope...." And shut the door.
If someone had come into her room later on, they would've found that the room was filled, knee-high with roses. A solitary flower lay on her tiny chest. Roses had always been Murlock and Sara's favorite, so, why not their daughter's? She would've liked that.
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Well....Geez...I'm getting emotional from my own stories....Any comments, flames, ideas....send 'em on down to kaarons@home.com. Thank you all for reading!
Ly the werewolf