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I DON'T WANT TO LOSE YOU…
The pain intensified as she cried, stabbing pains shooting through her sides, and her lower abdomen.
He leaned down, the pain from his leg screaming at him to stop, but he kneeled and looked her straight in the eyes, "Kay, what's wrong?" His tone was serious and his face determined. There was something seriously at fault, and he would find out what it was.
She glanced up at him to take in his image, and what was there scared her, and she knew that she was in danger. Her heart pounded inside her chest with the mere thought of dying. She didn't want to die, not now when she had finally found her father, and she was living a life of somewhat normality.
That was her biggest fear, dying; it was a fear for her and her baby. Although the baby growing inside her wasn't one made of love, it was one that was there for a reason, she didn't know why, but it was there, and half of this baby was hers.
She gazed back up at him through blurred eyes, her face tormented with the sudden agony. "My stomach hurts!" She tried to yell between the gasps of air she was taking in.
The world around her spun as she felt the dizziness wash over her and the aches in her body pound.
"Kay we're going to call the ambulance!" Was what she heard last, and it had come from Ms.Ville's mouth. House was standing above her, his hand over her forehead brushing the loose strands of hair that were sticking to her damp face away, and feeling the fever that had started.
He prayed silently that she would be okay; that his daughter, the one he had just got the chance to know would be fine. God wasn't something that he usually would have believed in himself, but in moments of doubt you turn to your last bit of hope.
His eyes gleaming with tears she looked up at him, and was scared now not about dying, but about not having him with her, to protect her from what lay ahead.
She wasn't scared of dying; she was scared of losing him.
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