Instants



Fonzie paced back and forth in the waiting room, his hands shaking from the stress of the situation. He still couldn't wrap his head around everything that had happened. Things had been fine when Chachi left, they had been cleaning up and then the pain had begun. She had double over in pain, holding her stomach protectively.

For that one moment time itself had stopped all he could think about was his dream and how at the end there had been the two coffins. What if she lost the baby? He thought. After recovering he had scooped her up in his arms and drove her immediately over to the emergency room.

Now, here he was waiting for someone to tell him what was going on. Giving up his frantic pacing he crashed on a chair. Why were they taking so long? A million questions ran through his head. He felt as if he was losing his sanity with every passing minute, not knowing if his family's well being.

"Mr. Fonzarelli" a tall blond man tapped him on the shoulder. Fonzie immediately turned around, seeing his white lab jacket he assumed it was doctor.

"Is my wife ok?" he asked in a frighten voice.

The doctor came around and sat down next to Fonzie. "I'm terribly sorry, but we couldn't save the babies" he said in a sympathetic voice.

Fonzie felt as if the wind had been knocked out of him. "Babies?" he asked, remembering that had been two, not one, but two coffins in his dreams.

"Yes, apparently Mrs. Fonzarelli was carrying twins. One was right behind the other and really couldn't be detected", the doctor added.

Feeling as though everything had been taken away from him, all his hopes and dream, he now only wanted too see Joanie.

"Can I see her?" he asked as he got up.

"Of course, she's in room 203" the doctor answered as he began to make his way down the corridor.

Fonzie watched him leave and began to make his way to her room. What are we going to do know? He wondered. It was going to take a lot of time to heal the damage that was done tonight. If he felt so awful, he couldn't imagine how shortcake was feeling. They had both wanted the chance to be parents so much. Having so much love to give to these children, it didn't seem fair! Why them?



Joanie lay on the hospital bed, her back facing the door. She played with the edge of the blanket. Her other hand rested on her stomach. It still seemed as if she was pregnant, but she wasn't! Tears began to fall down her cheeks. She cried for two children she would never know, for her and for Fonzie. They didn't deserve all the hardballs life threw at them. First his accident and now this! What's next? She wondered.

Feeling a warm hand on her shoulder, she knew it was him immediately. With a slight twinge of pain she rolled over into his waiting arms.

Fonzie sat on the bed, cradling her in his arms. Both crying with out shame for their precious lost.

Knowing that their pain will subside and that they will have other children, offered them absolutely no comfort at the moment. One cannot describe the utter feeling of helplessness and lost a parent feels when losing a child, let alone two. No matter what else happens later on in life, it can never make up for such a terrible lost.

Joanie kissed his forehead, whipping his tears away. Fonzie also did the same, holding her tighter in his arms.

"It hurts so much" she said as she leaned her head against his chest.

"It's unbearable", he added, feeling her nod of approval. "Will we be ok?" he asked in a small voice.

She lifted her head to meet his eyes, "of course. It will take time to heal these wounds, but you and me will always be more than ok" she said in a kind loving voice.

"We'll never forget them," he said as if a promise. She began to cry again and all he could do was rock her back and forth, slowly lulling her to sleep. Fonzie could feel his eyelids become heavier........


The sun beamed down upon the clear blue ocean. Making the sand sizzle from the heat. A large sand castle is slowly beginning to fall apart. Fonzie sits in the sand, focusing solely on the small boy ahead of him.

The small boy with black hair and magnificent brown eyes desperately tries to keep a rather large sand castle from falling.

Suddenly another pair of small hands begins to help him. He looks up and sees a girl, a year or two younger than him, brown hair, blue eyes smiling at him. Together they stop the sand castle for crumbling.

"You and I", she says nothing more.

Fonzie doesn't understand, but the small boy apparently does. He smiles and gives her thumbs up in agreement. He then takes her small hand in his, holding it as if it were a lifeline.
THE END
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