Title: The Truth Is Not Enough Part Two
Author: Dana_Maru
Summary: Angelle is still unconscious, in hospital...Monica gave birth to Jonathon.
Disclaimer: None of the characters you recognize are mine but I do own Angelle, Helene and Aimee - and of course Storme, Willow and Rogue...
Chapter Seven
Monica was once again left alone in her hospital ward, after a while, when John decided he wanted to get breakfast and told her he wasn't keen on the stuff the hospital served. He had stayed all night just gazing at his son. Jonathon was asleep in her arms, with a thumb in his mouth. She never did get bored of staring down at Angelle when she was just a baby and she sure as hell wouldn't get bored of doing it again. She spent an hour just gazing down at his round little face, at the tiny fist curled around a lock of her hair, at the rise and fall of his teeny chest as he took each breath. Babies truly were little miracles.
She eased herself off of the bed, wrapped her blue bathrobe around her, and made her way to Angelle's ward. She pulled a chair over to the side of the bed and sat down, laying Jonathon next to his sister.
"Angelle, sweetheart, you've got a baby brother now, just like you wanted. Can't you just open your eyes so you can see him? He's smaller than you, when you were a baby. He has the same gorgeous eyes and I'm sure he wants to meet his sister properly. Angelle, wake up, please baby?"
She held Jonathon, cradled in one arm while the other hand held Angelle small one. Her reddish-brown hair was messy, sprawled across the crisp white pillow; her skin had regained its natural color and no longer had the blue shade to it. Her cute, chubby cheeks were pink again and her hand was warm, not like when she was on the life-support machine.
Angelle turned her head, her eyelids flickering, trying to part. At last her blue eyes opened and she looked up at her mum with the tiny bundle held in her arm. Her throat still hurt and she could barely speak beyond a whisper.
"Mommy, can I see his face?"
Monica lowered him closer to Angelle and removed the blanket.
"He's even cuter than I though he would be."
She smiled and closed her eyes, yawning.
"I'm really tired, Mommy and my throat hurts."
"I know baby, don't keep talking. Just go back to sleep. You need to rest. Then maybe we can take you home soon and you can help with your brother, just like you wanted to."
"Sure Mommy, see you later."
She drifted back into a peaceful slumber and Monica stayed with her for a while before going to ask one of the doctors when she could go home with Jonathon. She didn't mind hospitals if she was just a visitor but like most, she hated being a patient. Stuck day in, day out, with all the white walls and the smell of disinfectant everywhere. She packed her bag; ready to leave in an hour, when Dana came to pick her up.
Doctors were examining Angelle as Monica packed. They soon came to tell her that everything was fine. Angelle was slightly dehydrated but was allowed to go home - to her delight! She didn't want to miss out on anything now that Jonathon had arrived and she wanted to play with him as much as she could.
"Mommy, can I carry Jonathon?"
"No sweetie, wait 'til we get in the car and you can hold him, okay?"
"Okay. Where's Auntie Dana then? We're going home with her right?"
"Auntie Dana's right here, Angelle and glad to see you're okay."
Angelle rushed toward Scully and wrapped her arms around her waist. Scully laughed and returned the hug. She lifted Angelle and carried her to the car.
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