~ Eevee

*February 13th, 2552

I was waiting outside the doctor's office while mom and dad took my brother's egg for his last checkup. Doctors did this to see if the baby inside is still alive and ensure they will be born.

It was taking longer than usual though, I hope he's okay. My thoughts lingered on until the door opened and my parents stepped out.

I smiled at them hoping for good news, but their expressions said anything but.

Mom's eyes looked red from crying extremely hard and dad simply looked sad and forlorn.

"What's wrong?"

They looked at each other as if debating whether to tell me or not.

"Eevee," dad said,"It's hard for us to say but...the doctor said he couldn't hear the baby's heartbeat..."

"What? Dad, what are you saying?"

"We're saying your brother is not alive anymore..."

So many emotions filled up inside of me all at once as I felt the full weight of his words.

Shock. Disbelief. Realization. Heartbreak. Sadness. Devastation. Loss.

My vision blurred as my eyes filled up with heavy tears.

"The baby died? I won't ever meet my brother. I won't have one...I..."

I couldn't take it anymore and I bawled out in tears and crumpled onto the floor.

"Mama...papa...Why did this have to happen?...why is he...AHHHHHHHHHH!!!"

Mom enveloped me into a hug and held onto me tightly. Dad joined us and we all cried on the floor together.

At home - 11:30pm

The doctor let us take him home to decide when we want his egg to be 'disposed' of and to let us spend time with him before we have to give him up.

I just laid there in bed too depressed to do anything. I could just hear the noises of my parents going to bed.

I waited until I was 100% sure they went to sleep so I can go downstairs to hold my brother all alone. I climbed out of bed and tiptoed downstairs.

I nearly started crying when I saw his unmoving egg alone on the table. I pulled out a chair to sit down and hold my brother's egg close to me. I tried to hold back all the unshed tears.

"Hey it's me your sister. I wanted to tell you I love you so much little brother. Even if I never met you I will always treasure your existence and hold you close to my heart. If it was up to me I would wish for you to be alive. I promise to make good memories with you if I could only see you just once. If I could see you only once I will never forget you. If you survive I will never let you go. I promise to hold you close anytime you ask. I will never regret you I will just love you. I love you little brother. Just please come back to us. I love you. I love you so much..."

I started sobbing and began to hopelessly pray for any sign he'll be okay.

"Please live. I love you I promise to always love you. Please don't leave..."

I placed my head on the egg and prayed for him to live.

"Brother oh brother. I love you. I love you. I love you forever."

I shuddered and cried lots of tears. When I suddenly felt a jolt. A small wiggle.

I looked up in surprise to see my brother's egg move. I wiped away my tears to make sure I wasn't imagining it.

His egg wiggled again. And more and more.

"Mom! Dad! COME DOWN HERE THE BABY'S MOVING!"

I heard shuffling and frantic running as my parents ran downstairs to join me. I showed them the now furiously moving egg. And then it began to glow.

I placed it back on the table as my parents came behind me to watch, my dad pulling out his phone to start recording. We all stood together waiting for my brother to be born.

The light shined brightly and a figure slowly began to appear. And just like that the light popped and the baby was revealed.

He opened his eyes and began to cry. We all shed tears of joy and laughed as my brother shared his first cries to the world.

At the stroke of midnight on Valentines Day my brother Hope was born. Because we had to have hope for him to be alive again.