So this is a flashback because people complained that in Scarlett (the book) there is a "kitchen table hysterectomy." A, of all, that's not even possible. Without anesthesia and antibiotics she would have died for sure. B, of all, I don't think anyone, including Grainne, could have sucked up the courage to actually remove and organ on a kitchen table. So, the kitchen table cesarean/hysterectomy is cut. Sorry. Bring on the flashback/dream sequence haha. BTW, I'm not going to kill Scarlett, for those of you who asked. I try not to be a murderer like Corrin, lol.
Scarlett lay soaked in sweat from a dream for the second time that night, and this time she hadn't woken Rhett. She had been dreaming about Cat's birth…
"Colum? Colum, what time is it?"
He jumped at her voice. "Seven o'clock, Scarlett aaroon."
There were so many towels now, all soaked through with blood. Scarlett could feel herself getting weaker by the second. She didn't want to lose consciousness, she wanted to be awake when the bay was born, but she knew she was slipping away. Falling through a black tunnel of pain, she was gone. She fought the sleep that was taking over. She wanted to see this baby's face the moment it was born, and she was going to miss it. Pain ripped through her in red waves against the black of her painful slumber.
"Scarlett, you wake up, or you'll be missing this baby."
She fought, and drifted out, barely conscious. She felt a pain rip through her lower abdomen, and she knew immediately that this was her signal to push. This had been easy enough with Wade and Ella, but neither of their births had been this painful or frightening. The more she pushed, the more the blood gushed. After unbearable pain and several instances in which she came close to losing consciousness again, she managed to get the baby's head through. Next was shoulders. Oh god, shoulders… She couldn't handle this.
"Katie Scarlett, you'll be doing this or I'll be thinking you've quit on your baby. Do not quit on this baby, do not quit on me."
Colum was talking, but she could barely make out his words. With a scream that would have shamed her mother even in death, Scarlett gave on more determined push.
The baby cried. Scarlett began desperately and rapidly reciting the Lord's Prayer, convinced she was dying. Then Colum brought the baby up to her head.
"It's a baby girl, Scarlett aaroon. I've never been seeing a lass so beautiful."
Scarlett laughed and cried, and then fainted again. She had hoped a doctor would get there, but she never knew if one arrived.
Colum told her days later that the medicine woman named Grainne had saved her from death. The afterbirth membranes had been stuck, and she had continued to bleed until she was white as the towels had once been. The medicine woman had worked over her for hours, and though she was saved, Grainne told Colum that she would never be the same.
In her later conversations with Grainne, Scarlett lost all hope of ever being a mother again. Even if she did, she was sure she would lose the baby.
But was she sure?
She knew this baby would live.
It had too.