Author's Note : The story might be a bit confusing to some. But soon you'll understand. This takes place in early 2003. Nothing that happened in season 7 or 8 has happened now.
Disclaimer : I'll only say it once. 7th Heaven is not mine. None of its characters are mine. They belong to Brenda Hampton.
Prologue:
July 18, 1990
Eric Camden paced and paced. His twins were about to be born. Just then, twelve year old Matt came chasing his eight year old sister, Lucy, all around the waiting room.
"The monster's going to get you!" Matt called.
"No! Daddy! Help me, help me! He's gonna get me! Matt says that he knows the big, fat, ugly monster on those nasal spray commercials! He knows him! He said he met him at school and that he's bigger, fatter, and uglier than on TV!" Lucy called, when Eric picked her up.
"It's ok, honey," He said, with loving eyes. His little blonde daughter. Her hair was getting darker. It had been almost white at her birth. Now he was waiting for his twins to come. Two more babies. He already had four. What more could he want? Then Mary ran up to him.
"Daddy, daddy, I lost Simon!" Mary said.
"You lost him?" Eric asked.
"Yeah, who knew how slow a four year old can go?" Mary asked, her long dark hair falling into her face through her pout.
"Everyone knows that you're faster than everyone in the family, and Simon's only a small, small, child!" Eric explained.
"I know," Mary replied. Eric put Lucy down on the floor.
"Where did you see him last?" Eric asked. Mary pointed to her left. Eric ran left, followed by Mary. Then, Matt scared Lucy again, and she ran in the opposite direction of Eric and Mary. Matt sat down in a chair, and read a magazine.
In twenty minutes, Eric returned with Simon and a bawling Mary.
"Where's Lucy?" Eric asked.
"I don't know. She ran off when you guys did," Matt replied, putting down the magazine.
"Which way did she go?" Eric asked. Matt thought.
"I don't remember!" Matt replied, honestly. Then, a doctor came out.
"I'm afraid I have some bad news," Dr. Daniels said.
"What?" Eric asked, chills running down his spine.
"Only one twin survived. You have a baby girl," Dr. Daniels replied, "You can go and see Annie and the babies." Eric walked into the hospital room and saw Annie, holding two babies. One was very, very small. The other was bigger, but yellow.
"Which one is it?" Eric asked, staring at his baby girls. From his distance they both looked sleeping.
"This one!" Annie cried, looking at the yellow one. Eric came and touched her.
"Why?" Eric asked.
"She had johndus," Annie replied. Eric swallowed.
"What about the other one?" Eric asked.
"They've given her a week. She weighs only two pounds. They're going to take her to the incubator in ICU in a few minutes. Since they came early, their lungs are not fully developed, and they are going to take her quickly," Annie explained.
"A week?" Eric asked.
"We need a miracle," Annie replied, "We should name them."
"Ruth Ann and Jennifer Louise," Eric said.
"I like that. Which one?" Annie asked.
"You pick," Eric replied. Annie handed him the living one.
"This should be Ruth, like your mom, a fighter," Annie said. Eric held her and then remembered Lucy.
"Lucy....is....gone," Eric replied.
"What?" Annie asked.
"She's lost," Eric replied.
"What can we do?" Annie asked.
"Simon will easily forget he ever had sister if we don't find her, but Matt will live with the guilt, and so will I. I should have never left them alone!" Eric replied.
"It's not your fault, it's no one's fault. It's no one's fault that Jennifer died, or that Ruth will. It's no one's fault. No, not one," Annie said.
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Your thoughts are appreciated.
Disclaimer : I'll only say it once. 7th Heaven is not mine. None of its characters are mine. They belong to Brenda Hampton.
Prologue:
July 18, 1990
Eric Camden paced and paced. His twins were about to be born. Just then, twelve year old Matt came chasing his eight year old sister, Lucy, all around the waiting room.
"The monster's going to get you!" Matt called.
"No! Daddy! Help me, help me! He's gonna get me! Matt says that he knows the big, fat, ugly monster on those nasal spray commercials! He knows him! He said he met him at school and that he's bigger, fatter, and uglier than on TV!" Lucy called, when Eric picked her up.
"It's ok, honey," He said, with loving eyes. His little blonde daughter. Her hair was getting darker. It had been almost white at her birth. Now he was waiting for his twins to come. Two more babies. He already had four. What more could he want? Then Mary ran up to him.
"Daddy, daddy, I lost Simon!" Mary said.
"You lost him?" Eric asked.
"Yeah, who knew how slow a four year old can go?" Mary asked, her long dark hair falling into her face through her pout.
"Everyone knows that you're faster than everyone in the family, and Simon's only a small, small, child!" Eric explained.
"I know," Mary replied. Eric put Lucy down on the floor.
"Where did you see him last?" Eric asked. Mary pointed to her left. Eric ran left, followed by Mary. Then, Matt scared Lucy again, and she ran in the opposite direction of Eric and Mary. Matt sat down in a chair, and read a magazine.
In twenty minutes, Eric returned with Simon and a bawling Mary.
"Where's Lucy?" Eric asked.
"I don't know. She ran off when you guys did," Matt replied, putting down the magazine.
"Which way did she go?" Eric asked. Matt thought.
"I don't remember!" Matt replied, honestly. Then, a doctor came out.
"I'm afraid I have some bad news," Dr. Daniels said.
"What?" Eric asked, chills running down his spine.
"Only one twin survived. You have a baby girl," Dr. Daniels replied, "You can go and see Annie and the babies." Eric walked into the hospital room and saw Annie, holding two babies. One was very, very small. The other was bigger, but yellow.
"Which one is it?" Eric asked, staring at his baby girls. From his distance they both looked sleeping.
"This one!" Annie cried, looking at the yellow one. Eric came and touched her.
"Why?" Eric asked.
"She had johndus," Annie replied. Eric swallowed.
"What about the other one?" Eric asked.
"They've given her a week. She weighs only two pounds. They're going to take her to the incubator in ICU in a few minutes. Since they came early, their lungs are not fully developed, and they are going to take her quickly," Annie explained.
"A week?" Eric asked.
"We need a miracle," Annie replied, "We should name them."
"Ruth Ann and Jennifer Louise," Eric said.
"I like that. Which one?" Annie asked.
"You pick," Eric replied. Annie handed him the living one.
"This should be Ruth, like your mom, a fighter," Annie said. Eric held her and then remembered Lucy.
"Lucy....is....gone," Eric replied.
"What?" Annie asked.
"She's lost," Eric replied.
"What can we do?" Annie asked.
"Simon will easily forget he ever had sister if we don't find her, but Matt will live with the guilt, and so will I. I should have never left them alone!" Eric replied.
"It's not your fault, it's no one's fault. It's no one's fault that Jennifer died, or that Ruth will. It's no one's fault. No, not one," Annie said.
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