Author's note: I do not own any of the following characters. The all belong to Lemony Snicket/Daniel Handler, except for the three babies.
"So, have you picked names yet?"
The nurse was standing next to Violet Quagmires' bed, with a clipboard in her hand.
"Yes" said Violet weakly, but with a smile. "Barnaby" She pointed to one of her new born triplets.
"Barnaby" The nurse scribbled something down. "And the other boy?"
"Daniel."
"Daniel." More scribbling. "And what about the girl?"
"Violet! Her name's Violet." It was the first time Quigley had spoken since the triplets were born. The nurse scribbled something down again. Violet looked up at her husband and he smiled. "She looks just like you Vi." Violet just smiled closed her eyes. Quigley thought she looked awfully pale.
One week ago…"What are we going to name them, Quig?"
"Well, if we have any girls, I want to name her Violet."
"Oh, don't be silly, you'll get confused!" Violet laughed.
"I'm serious, I want to name her after you!" Quigley laughed too.
"Why?"
"Because I love you."
Beep! Beep! Beep!
That machine next to Violet was beeping faster and faster, the nurses in the room murmured to one another and then wheeled the new-born-triplets out of the room.
"What's going on!" Quigley demanded.
"I'm going to have to ask you to leave the room sir, we need to get your wife to the emergency room."
"Why?"
"She is losing blood fast." The nurse said something into her radio, and moments later two men appeared. "Quick, wheel Mrs. Quagmire to emergency room please."
Quigley ran along beside them.
It seemed like forever for Quigley, waiting outside the emergency room, he hadn't called anyone; he didn't want to worry them. A nurse had come to tell him which room his children had been taken to, but he was too anxious to go and see them right now. Thoughts raced through his mind; 'What if she dies?' 'She won't die silly, calm down.' 'But what if something goes wrong?' 'Nothing will go wrong.' This phrase 'Nothing will go wrong' had been used before in the Baudelaires' and Quagmires' lives, and very rarely did it go right.
Finally, the doctor came out of the emergency room. Quigley ran to him.
The doctor just shook his head.
And that was the turning point, Quigley stood there for a moment, looking at the doctor, suspended by his own disbelief. It couldn't be true. But it was.
Had you been watching, you would have seen Quigley Quagmire breaking down; he fell to the ground, as if he was pushed, and put his face in his hands. The tears just ran.
Two years ago…
"In sickness and in health, 'till death do you part?"
"I do."
"You may kiss the bride."
'Till death do us part…
A/N: Sorry that Vioet died, I don't have anything against her, that's just the way the story turned out :P If anyone opposses it greatly, just say so in a review!