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'Five minutes - tops. I was only gone for about five minutes. Shi* - how could this have happened? I thought she was getting better, I thought I was about to get her away from this cold hospital, to a place with me where we could be comfortable. Be together alone for her recovery. I know the memories will come - I know they will - with time. She just needs time.I..I..why? Why does this shi* always happen to her? She deserves the best and I can never give it to her. I can't even keep her safe in a hospital. God help her.'
Vaughn sat against the wall outside the surgery room doors, his legs crossed and his head in his hands. His hands subconsciously ran through his hair over and over, pulling and tugging on it with shaking hands. His whole body was slumped against the wall in exhaustion and worry.
"Mr. Vaughn?" Sydney's doctor called as he exited the surgery room doors.
Vaughn was immediately on his feet, his fatigue materializing in the red circles under his eyes.
"Sydney is going to be fine. But she is going to need more recovery time now; about a week. Sh-"
"What happened to her? Why di-"
"You don't know? I thought the nurse told you." the doctor asked. "Mr. Vaughn, Sydney had a miscarriage. We had to take her into surgery and put her under to perform a DNC, but she's going to be fine. She didn't loose that much blood since you came in on her."
The doctor continued to explain the possible reasons for why she had lost the baby, but Vaughn was only halfway listening.
"Does she know? Did anyone - " Vaughn's voice was shaky again.
"We thought she would take it best coming from you. So, no, she doesn't - "
"Thanks, thanks." Vaughn trailed off as he turned and walked down the hall, rubbing the back of his neck.
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'Five minutes - tops. I was only gone for about five minutes. Shi* - how could this have happened? I thought she was getting better, I thought I was about to get her away from this cold hospital, to a place with me where we could be comfortable. Be together alone for her recovery. I know the memories will come - I know they will - with time. She just needs time.I..I..why? Why does this shi* always happen to her? She deserves the best and I can never give it to her. I can't even keep her safe in a hospital. God help her.'
Vaughn sat against the wall outside the surgery room doors, his legs crossed and his head in his hands. His hands subconsciously ran through his hair over and over, pulling and tugging on it with shaking hands. His whole body was slumped against the wall in exhaustion and worry.
"Mr. Vaughn?" Sydney's doctor called as he exited the surgery room doors.
Vaughn was immediately on his feet, his fatigue materializing in the red circles under his eyes.
"Sydney is going to be fine. But she is going to need more recovery time now; about a week. Sh-"
"What happened to her? Why di-"
"You don't know? I thought the nurse told you." the doctor asked. "Mr. Vaughn, Sydney had a miscarriage. We had to take her into surgery and put her under to perform a DNC, but she's going to be fine. She didn't loose that much blood since you came in on her."
The doctor continued to explain the possible reasons for why she had lost the baby, but Vaughn was only halfway listening.
"Does she know? Did anyone - " Vaughn's voice was shaky again.
"We thought she would take it best coming from you. So, no, she doesn't - "
"Thanks, thanks." Vaughn trailed off as he turned and walked down the hall, rubbing the back of his neck.
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