What Hurts the Most – Chapter Two, last chapter
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Marianne turned in her husband's arms and let her emotions go. On one hand she was happy to be pregnant again, albeit accidental. On the other hand she felt as if she was moving on, like she was going to forget Brennan eventually, or was expected too. She wasn't ready to move on, to accept the fact that her life had to go on without her son in it. She had admitted to Dave she thought about ending her life so she could be with her son. Religion didn't matter; the rules about the after life and what happened when you took your own life didn't matter. She would fight in Heaven, Hell or on Earth to be with her son again. To hug him, kiss him, see his smile, anything. Time heals all wounds they say. Total bullshit. The wounds are still raw. The only thing stopping her was her husband. She could never do this to him, she didn't have the courage too.
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Dave watched in awe as his wife's belly grew with the passing months. She talked to this baby like she did with Brennan. She played music, read books, sang, told stories. He loved his wife with his entire soul. He received a call in the early morning hours from Stephanie. He jumped in his rental car and sped to the hospital. He arrived as Marianne was being wheeled into surgery. He was rushed into a gown and cap and shoved into the operating room. He sat by Marianne's head and kissed her. An hour later Dave emerged and told the crowd he had a son. The baby was in the nursery being examined and would be taken to Marianne when they were finished. He wasn't cursed to live a life of unhappiness. He had a healthy son and an amazing wife.
He stared at his son through the glass. Steph rubbed his back. "He looks just like Mare." He said and smiled. Stephanie nodded and went to see if Marianne was ready for visitors.
"Let's take that beautiful boy to see his Mother." She said as she returned. Stephanie smiled at the big man and he agreed.
When they walked in with a blue bundle she had to tear up. Dave handed the boy to his Mom and she kissed his forehead instantly. Tears fell down her cheeks as she remembered Brennan's birth. Looking into her new son's chocolate eyes, she knew nobody would replace Brennan. He was not a substitute for his older brother. He was a gift from God telling Marianne everything would be ok. All was right in the world, everything was as it should be. God needed Brennan for something special and he needed him now. Jackson David Batista looked at his Mom and soon drifted to sleep.