When I woke up it was dark. The hospital curtains barley let moonlight into the room and the only other light was the light of machines and the heart rate monitor. I could see that I was in a different room than before. It was bigger, and it was only me in the room. I put my hand on my stomach, which was smaller than before. It surprised me at first, seeing that nothing was inside of me, but then I remembered what happened. I was numb to the feelings that returned to me as the memories came rushing back. I took a deep breath and looked to my left were the door was.

Is she alright? I want to know.

One of the nurses walked by the door and noticed that I was awake. She smiled and peaked in. she spoke quietly as if not to disturb me.

"Mr. Usami, would you like me to bring in your visitors? They've been waiting."

I couldn't talk. I tried but I really couldn't. The only thing that came out was a little noise of approval.

The nurse nodded and left. She was going to bring usagi, hopefully izuru too, but then again it was late and izuru was probably sleeping soundly at home. I really just wanted to see usagi. And most of all, find out about my daughter. If it turned out that she didn't make it, then I wouldn't know what to do with myself. I guess I would have to live with the fact that I single-handedly killed my only daughter. Just thinking about that caused my heart to break. I shook my head and clenched my eyes shut. I wasn't going to think about that. I had to think good thoughts for her. I had to be strong for her. I had to believe that she was fine, for both her sake and mine.

I continued staring at the door, waiting to see usagi, to see my family. I needed their comfort.

Soon enough I saw the figures of four people pass by the window next to the door. I knew one of them was usagi and the other was the nurse, but who were the other two? The nurse nocked and peaked in.

"I brought your visitors." I nodded lightly and watched as the nurse left and the three other people walked in. the first one who walked in was usagi which made me sigh in relief. Usagi took up a seat next to me and looked to the others who were just walking in.

"bro-th-er, sis-" I could barely make the word come out. My throat was sore and parched, and it somewhat hurt to breathe. I was frustrated that I couldn't talk. A pout formed on my face as I reached for my throat. My brother chuckled and stood beside me.

"we just came by to check up on you, but we can't stay long, since izuru is at home alone." I looked to my brother and tried to speak once more.

"izu-ru is-"

"Misaki, seems like you can barely talk Poor thing. How are you? Do you feel any pain?" my brother placed his hand on my hand and frowned. He was worried about me. I knew.

I took the hand that was on my throat and pointed to the places that hurt. My brother repeated each point out loud.

"Throat…stomach, well that's to be expected-head…oh? What's this?"

The final place I pointed was my heart. I gripped the gown in my fists and a few tears came streaming down my cheeks.

"Heart huh?" my brother commented and sat down next to his wife.

"misaki." Usagi grabbed my hand and I looked over to him. It looked like it pained him to see me like this. I didn't blame him, I did look rather pitiful. I gripped Usagi's hand as tight as I could, trying to make the tears stop, but they wouldn't. Usagi wiped away some of the tears and gently bumped foreheads with mine. We looked at each other and soon the tears stopped. When they did, usagi took a deep, shaky breath and kissed my forehead.

"ba-by?" usagi knew the question was coming. He knew I was going to ask sooner or later. Usagi continued to hold my hand but didn't speak at first. It was nerve-racking, not knowing what he was going to say, but I didn't have to wait long before he spoke.

"…she's alive…" I squeezed Usagi's hand tighter, telling him to continue.

"She has trouble breathing on her own, but that's to be expected. She's small and pale, she weighs three pounds ten ounces. She hasn't opened her eyes yet, but the doctor says that she will open them on her own time, but overall she's rather healthy for a premature baby. The damage to her head by the way was not as serious as they thought, and it will heal within a month."

I sighed with relief and smiled.

"I wa-nt to see he-r." usagi smiled sadly and kissed my hand.

"They said that she will be stable soon, and when she is, we can begin kangaroo care. Do you know what that is misaki?"

I shook my head. I had never heard of such a thing.

"It's when you hold your baby underneath your shirt to provide skin on skin contact. It helps form a bond, and helps her get better faster."

I started imagining holding her to my chest, how wonderful that would be. I smiled and nodded my head. It sounded amazing. I had so many things to ask and talk about, but with my throat as parched as it was, it wasn't possible.

"Water" usagi nodded and handed me a cup of water that had been waiting on the food tray next to were usagi was sitting. I gulped it down. I felt the dryness of my throat wash away with each swallow. I cleared my throat and tried speaking.

"That's better" my voice was still horse, but at least now I could speak.

"Usagi, when can I hold her like you said?" usagi frowned.

"Well, when both of you are stable…I would say in a week."

I frowned at the answer.

"When can I see her?" usagi looked up and put a hand on his chin.

"I think if you can at least see her tomorrow."

I was happy to hear that I could at least see her tomorrow. I wanted to know what she looked like, what color her hair was what color her eyes were. I wanted to see who she looked more alike. I wanted to see for myself that she was breathing, that she was moving.

I want to see her.

I want to meet her.

I want to know her.

I couldn't wait for tomorrow. To be able to finally see the one I've been carrying for six months.

After a few minutes, against my will to continue the conversation, I fell asleep. That night I dreamed only of holding her in my arms, and rocking her back and forward slowly until her cry's stopped.

I'm here for you now, there's no need to cry.

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(You know what, I was going to end it here, but I won't do that to you.)

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When I woke up the next morning, my body felt stiff, almost as if I slept on the ground all night. I moved my arm to the edge of the bed, only to feel another's arm. I looked over to see that usagi was sleeping on the edge of the bed with his head berried in his arms. I smiled at the sight; it was rare to see usagi like this. I sat up slightly, using the side rail to prop myself up on the white pillows. It hurt a little, but it wasn't unbearable. I looked down to usagi and started petting his hair. He didn't even stir. He must have been up most of the night watching over me. How sweet. I looked around the room to find that my brother and sister were no longer there, but instead there was a vase of holly and peony flowers with a get well soon card and a big teddy bear waiting by my side on the food tray.

Holly and peony flowers huh?

I stared at the large pink flowers and small white bundled flowers and tried to remember their meanings.

Peony is the flower of domestic happiness…and holly means health right?

I smiled at the thoughtfulness. As I was distracted by my surroundings, I didn't notice the doctor walk in.

"Your brother left those for you, there lovely aren't they?" I looked over to the doctor who walked in and started checking my I.V. he then checked my stomach before writing some things down on his clip board.

"Do you have any pain anywhere? I see that you can sit up just fine, that's a good thing." I nodded my head and continued to pet usagis head.

"I feel fine; I just want to see my daughter."

The doctor smiled kindly and tucked his clipboard under his arm.

"You will be able to see her today, but first I would like you to eat and rest up. The food will be here in about thirty minutes. I'll be back to check up on you in an hour or so." With that he walked out of the room, leaving a peaceful atmosphere in his wake. After a few minutes the golden rays of the sun beamed through the window and onto usagi, stirring him from his sleep. He woke up slowly, the sun blinding him when he opened his eyes. Usagi sat up and stretched before looking at me. He yawned and leaned over me and stole a kiss. I blushed lightly and looked down at the floor.

"g-good morning." Usagi smirked and walked over to the window and opened the curtains before stretching again. This time his back popped loudly which made me wince.

"Ah! It's good to wake up to a beautiful wife in the morning!"

I blushed at the comment. How dare he call me a woman so casually, I'm a man!

"I'm you beautiful husband, not your beautiful wife usagi."

Usagi chuckled coldly and walked over to the right side of my bed and pinched my cheek.

"You're both misaki. You're the mother of my children and my lovely husband, what more could I ask for?"

I slapped usagis hand away and blushed. Usagi laughed and sat on the edge of the bed.

"Oh I forgot, I have to finish up a new plot idea for my new book." Usagi opened up his laptop and sat back down in the chair he slept in. he began typing furiously, and zoned out from the world.

Typical Usagi.

I sighed and looked out the window. The room I was in actually had a nice view over the city, and just past it I could see the faded out mountains in the background. The sun was barley peaking over the city buildings and the light was bouncing off the windows of some of the sky scrapers. It was a beautiful sight.

An hour passed in a flash. I ate eggs for breakfast and took a nap and when I woke up the doctor was knocking on the door. I woke up eager to see my newborn. I sat up a little quicker than before and the doctor noticed my haste.

"Now, now, there's no need to rush, she isn't going anywhere." Usagi walked over to us and helped me sit up.

"Misaki, don't hurt yourself."

As soon as I was propped up, the doctor checked my heart rate and blood pressure. He nodded to himself and looked over to me.

"Ok Mr. Usami, let me just go get your nursling team, and we will transport you to your new room were your daughter is waiting." The doctor left and soon came in four nurse's two males' two females. The taller of the two men released the break on my bed and began to push the bed out of the room. The others helped guide the bed through the door, while usagi gathered my stuff and followed after. The shorter male nurse began telling me the facts of my daughter to bide my time.

"So, your daughter was born at 6:34 PM on June 25, making her zodiac sign a cancer. As of today she weighs 3 pounds 12 ounces and will most likely be staying here with you until august 25 when she was supposed to be due. Hopefully by then she will grow and gain weight so that we can give her a clean bill of health and get her to get home on time. You have quite the strong daughter Mr. Usami, for her to take a bang like that and be so healthy really is amazing."

I smiled at the nurse who smiled back.

"She sounds amazing." The nurse nodded and looked up ahead. The bead turned into my new room. Slowly, I was wheeled in next to the incubator. I kept my eyes fixated on the tiny figure in the box.

There she was.

My baby girl.

She was connected to plenty of I.V's and tubes, the most obvious tube was up her nose and taped to her face. She was sleeping, that much I could tell. She was curled up, with her fist up by her eye, breathing, even if it was just a little.

As soon as I was settled next to my child, a female nurse walked over to the incubator.

"Would you like to touch her?" my eyes widened at the question.

Is it really okay to touch her?

"Yes of course!" The nurse opened up the side arm slot and guided my hand through. She instructed me to gently place my palm on her head, when I did so, she woke up and moved, but only a little before she got used to my hand. It was then, as I touched her, that I got a good look at her. Her barley had hair on her head, but it was obvious that the hair she did have was a white blonde. She was red and purple in skin color, but I knew that she was going to be pale. A couple of tears rolled down my face as I smiled at my baby.

She's beautiful.

Usagi held my shoulder and watched me touch our new baby. He seemed proud of her and me. I can see why. She was a fighter.

For some reason, as I was taking I the majesty of our new child, I thought about how I don't deserve to be her father, and how it was my fault that she was like this. As these thoughts came into my head, my little girl began to squirm and cry. I pulled my hand out of the incubator and held my wrist. The nurse closed the hatch and smiled at me, before walking out of the room with the other three nurses and closed the door.

I looked to usagi and more tears rolled down my cheeks.

"Usagi, I don't deserve her!"

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A/N: I had to do a lot of research for this chapter, but hey it's worth it! please tell me what you think of this chapter in the reviews and don't forget to favorite and follow!

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