Chapter 2: August
I emptied my stomach for the sixth time that morning as Marco held up my hair. I breathed in after throwing up, I blinked trying to get the tears not to fall. I felt my stomach lurch again as I emptied nothingness into the toilet.
Marco rubbed my back in a soothing motion "come on let's get you too doc", I nodded and he helped me stand. When we got their Ace and Thatch were standing in the hallway "hey is Crystal having that problem again" Thatch said, Marco nodded.
Ace opened the door to the medical room, and Marco carried me into the room, I felt the room spin and I started to cough up enormous quantities of blood "Thatch get Pops!" Marco yelled as I passed out.
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Marco had his hands on his head as the group waited for the doctor to tell them the progress. Ace paced back and forth, small flames licked at his skin. The doors opened reveling a very pale doctor, his face held a grim expression.
Whitebeard stood up as did the rest of the Moby Dick "I'm so sorry, we did everything we could but we couldn't save one of the baby's". Thatch rubbed his eyes then asked, "Is Crystal alright?" the crew looked hopeful "she's fine she lost a lot of blood giving birth to her son, and he's alright" the doctor said smiling slightly then added "you can see her if you want too". He left the waiting room as the guys walked to Crystal's room.
Whitebeard sat down next to her bed as the machine beeped, Crystal was holding a very small bundle that was wrapped in a light coffee shaded color.
"What are you going to name him?" Thatch asked
Crystal smiled, and looked up.
"August"
. There's the second chapter, the next shall be out soon.