I AM SO SORRY! Please forgive me for being grounded from the computer and
not being able to post. And before I was grounded, my computer's internet
broke. I'm sorry. This chapter is good so It will make up for my wrong
doings...I hope. Now, please enjoy.
Emma drifted in and out of consciousness for the next two days. She didn't remember anything from those days. Only the faces of her mother and Sean and occasionally Manny were the images Emma remembered for those days. As she lay asleep in her room, Sean, Manny, Spike, and Snake all gathered to pray and just talk.
Spike sat in a daze, staring off into space until Manny touched her hand gently.
"Oh...sorry," Spike said quietly. "I was just remembering the day Emma was born. That little bugger seemed like she didn't want to be born. I was in labor for hours, and they had to flip her over several times. Every time she would be turned, she would jus turn right back over. She was so stubborn to have it done her way, the way she wanted to be born. Kind of like how, she is now. So determined all the time. She is a fighter. That's how I know...I know she will pull through this...she's a little fighter."
Spike started crying, and Snake kept wiping at his eyes. Manny was crying silently, although she made no effort to wipe away the tears.
Suddenly, a doctor walked into the room where they all waited.
"Well," he said in a fake cheerful voice. "Emma is awake. You may go in and see her now. It looks like this time, she will actually be able to stay awake for awhile, and although she will need her rest, she should be able to stay conscious.
They all thanked the doctor and walked in to Emma's room. She lay in the bed looking pale but more alive than she had in the past two days.
"Finally!" she said in a weak voice she tried to make as strong and happy as possible. "I can see you guys! Oh man, I'm thirsty...mom?"
Spike walked over to the table by the bed and poured Emma a drink.
Emma slipped slowly, as though she couldn't remember to use her throat. She finished drinking and set the cup down next to the bed and lay back, sighing contentedly. She sprang up two seconds later.
"Where is my baby girl? Can I hold her? I thought of a few names...I thought Hayley might be cute...or maybe Isabelle. I don't know yet but all I do know is that I want to hold her. Where is she?" Emma asked in one breath.
No one met Emma's gaze. They seemed to find the floor suddenly fascinating. Spike walked up to the bed and stroked Emma's hand.
"Honey," she said. "The doctors...there was something wrong with the baby. They weren't able to wake her up. I'm so sorry."
Emma looked at them. "No," she said. She then fainted, and fell back to her pillow as darkness once again surrounded her.
HA HA HA HA HA!!! I am so evil. Another cliff hanger...sort of. Now...for those of you that think that this is a stupid story and can't believe I would do this and want to stop reading right here, go ahead. However, I must warn you that some surprises are in store so you will want to stick around. I promise the next chapter will be a little longer...this one is too short. Ya well...give me some reviews. As soon as you all do...I will let you know what happens next.
Emma drifted in and out of consciousness for the next two days. She didn't remember anything from those days. Only the faces of her mother and Sean and occasionally Manny were the images Emma remembered for those days. As she lay asleep in her room, Sean, Manny, Spike, and Snake all gathered to pray and just talk.
Spike sat in a daze, staring off into space until Manny touched her hand gently.
"Oh...sorry," Spike said quietly. "I was just remembering the day Emma was born. That little bugger seemed like she didn't want to be born. I was in labor for hours, and they had to flip her over several times. Every time she would be turned, she would jus turn right back over. She was so stubborn to have it done her way, the way she wanted to be born. Kind of like how, she is now. So determined all the time. She is a fighter. That's how I know...I know she will pull through this...she's a little fighter."
Spike started crying, and Snake kept wiping at his eyes. Manny was crying silently, although she made no effort to wipe away the tears.
Suddenly, a doctor walked into the room where they all waited.
"Well," he said in a fake cheerful voice. "Emma is awake. You may go in and see her now. It looks like this time, she will actually be able to stay awake for awhile, and although she will need her rest, she should be able to stay conscious.
They all thanked the doctor and walked in to Emma's room. She lay in the bed looking pale but more alive than she had in the past two days.
"Finally!" she said in a weak voice she tried to make as strong and happy as possible. "I can see you guys! Oh man, I'm thirsty...mom?"
Spike walked over to the table by the bed and poured Emma a drink.
Emma slipped slowly, as though she couldn't remember to use her throat. She finished drinking and set the cup down next to the bed and lay back, sighing contentedly. She sprang up two seconds later.
"Where is my baby girl? Can I hold her? I thought of a few names...I thought Hayley might be cute...or maybe Isabelle. I don't know yet but all I do know is that I want to hold her. Where is she?" Emma asked in one breath.
No one met Emma's gaze. They seemed to find the floor suddenly fascinating. Spike walked up to the bed and stroked Emma's hand.
"Honey," she said. "The doctors...there was something wrong with the baby. They weren't able to wake her up. I'm so sorry."
Emma looked at them. "No," she said. She then fainted, and fell back to her pillow as darkness once again surrounded her.
HA HA HA HA HA!!! I am so evil. Another cliff hanger...sort of. Now...for those of you that think that this is a stupid story and can't believe I would do this and want to stop reading right here, go ahead. However, I must warn you that some surprises are in store so you will want to stick around. I promise the next chapter will be a little longer...this one is too short. Ya well...give me some reviews. As soon as you all do...I will let you know what happens next.