Aislinn is asleep in my
lap now...quite content that I have work at the moment but remain in
a candyland dream bliss. Though the last few months have been
rough..we've managed to stay together in one piece.
Like a few
weeks ago...
I was holding her when one of my guards came to
me with two people trailing behind him.
"Master Pegasus,
these two are here to see you," the guard said, nodding and
leaving as I dismissed him.
"Mr. Crawford, we've come to
discuss..parental rights to your child," the woman said,
strictly reminding me of Agent Scully from the old X-files
episodes.
I held Aislinn close, suddenly feeling a need to
protect her.
"Why would there be any questions about my
rights? I am her father. I was legally married to Cecelia."
"I'm
afraid her parents are trying to take rights to the child, Mr.
Crawford."
My blood boiled then. Those insolent fools
think I can't take care of my own child!? I've paid the medical bills
and special foods and formula with my own pocket money. I give her
attention and love; everything a proper parent should. I've done
everything I've could to support her. What more could I prove? Is it
because of the grudge they still hold against me? For taking their
daughter away?
"She's going to have to be taken to her
guardians for the time being..." the other said, reaching for
the small bundle in my arms.
I stepped back, holding her
closer. They're not taking this angel away from me..no matter what
anyone says.
"No," I say sternly, "she can stay
here...I have all of her needs and medicines. She has to... to live.
Do they have all she needs there?"
"I'm sure they do
Mr. Crawford..now please hand her over..."
I still
refused, waking up the small angel, causing her to cry out. They
reached for her, my guards coming in to see what was wrong.
Sometime...they took her from me...her crying to her lungs
capacity..though there was nothing I could do...
I soon found
that they hardly had anything to care for the small child...
She
cried every waking moment...
No one gave her the attention I
could...
She was even dropped once....
On her
head...
I wanted to kill them when I found out...
For
them to suffer a long eternity in hell would sastify me
greatly...
Even to this day it still fires my blood...
Afterward..she became worse, obviously from the mistreatment
and neglect. I cursed them to hell and back again when I saw the poor
infant. I took her back immediatly, my guards daring anyone to come
close to us. She wheezed when she breathed, and a cough now and then
racked her tiny frame. It took all my strength and will not to take
one of my guards' guns and shooting at my inlaws. I'm tempted to
wonder if it was their fault for Cecelia's death. I took her to the
doctors immediatly and they said she had a mild pnumonia along with
being dropped. She was under their observation for a few days, which
I refused to leave this time. Nothing...I repeat...nothing will
happen to her like that again under my eye.
She was released
after some time, and she never left my sight after that. I even moved
her crib to my room to make us both feel better. Though when it was
her nap time, she refused to leave my arms.
So...I did what came
naturally to me...
I crawled into my own bed
With her
securly in my arms, I layed with her on my chest.
I could
always do work later....
After all, I'm the owner
of one of the most prestigious companies in the world....
A
little down time with your children should be an option if you ask
me.
She sucks on her thumb, quite content at the
moment...
She reminds me of Cecelia when she slept..minus
sucking her thumb...
And now..with this chibi in my lap,
resting comfortably, You couldn't move me with all the technology and
money in the universe.
Oh joys..paper work that
has to be done...
Lovely...
