Previously:

"Family of Gabriela Dawson." Everyone of 51 stands up. I walk over to him

"I am her boyfriend." I can feel everyone's eyes burning through me at this reveal.

"Alright then, I need to ask you…. the surgery is more complicated than we thought. We won't be able to save both of them. I need you to pick who is going to live; Gabriela or the baby."

"Wh-what?"

My heart plummeted; practically suffocating me; extracting all the air out of my lungs. I can't breathe.

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Matt's POV

I didn't know what to do… how does anyone know what to do in this kind of situation? I had to choose between the love of my life and a baby I didn't even know existed. I want to save Gabby but I know it will crush her to kill our baby… Wait… did she know? Did she know she was pregnant and didn't tell me? No, she would do that. What do I do? What do I do? I don't know.

"Sir, I need an answer. She is one second closer to dying every second we waste standing here." The doctor said curtly.

"Will you hold on for one damn second? I have to choose whether my girlfriend or my child dies! I don't know."

"Sir, I'm sorry, but we really need an answer or you'll have neither of them…"

"Save Gabby, I can make another baby but I can't get another Gabby."

"Alright then, Gabby it is."

He ran off toward the direction of the O.R floor. I collapsed sobbing because I had to kill my baby.

Most of everybody left within the hour. I wanted to be left alone, and they understood that. I sat there for what felt like eternity with Shay, in a chair, in a hospital.

"You did the right thing, you know that right?" she said quietly.

"I feel terrible for killing our child." I said softly

"You didn't have any other choice. What you said about being able to make another baby but not Gabby was completely on point. Don't blame yourself." After that, she left me to my own devices.

"Uh, Gabriela Dawson?" the surgeon asked.

"Uh, yea, I'm her boyfriend is she alright?" I questioned anxiously.

"Yes, she will be fine. She will have a long road of recovery following her but she is okay. On a better note we were able to save the baby."

"Oh my god! That is amazing! That's- Oh my god!" I thought I was going to die of happiness.

"However, we had to deliver early because if we left it in any longer it would perish."

"What do you mean? She only had to have been about 8 week's tops…" I said suspiciously.

"Ms. Gabriela was about 21 weeks along. We think that the baby has some deformities and that's why you couldn't really see." He said.

"What kind of deformities?" I ask.

"We don't know yet. It is too soon to tell. Right now your baby has a really good chance of surviving and that's what we are focused on."

"Can I see Gabby?" I ask

"Yes you may, room 423C."

I run up to her room hoping she woke up. Sure enough, she was. She was smiling right at me.

"Hey," I whispered seeing that she looked very tired.

"Hey, daddy," She whispered back to me.

"So, I see they caught you up on everything." I say surprised they had already told her.

"Yes, yes they have. I swear I didn't know Matt." She says panicking

"I believe you; I don't think you would've lied to me." I said trying to reassure her.

"I guess we can't believe the results of a home pregnancy test eh?" she chuckled.

"Nope, guess not." I said smiling back at her. She began to look like she was going to cry.

"Did they tell you what kind of deformities we're looking at?"

"No, they said that it was too early to say. I promise that whatever happens we'll be okay. Alright?" I say trying to get her to look into my eyes.

"Okay," she whispers looking down.

"Go to sleep baby, you've had a long couple days." I say knowing she didn't want to keep talking about it.

"Hey, Matt? Will you lay with me?"

"Of course," I climb into the bed with her pulling her into my embrace.

"Gabby, what do you want to name the baby? It's a living thing now and 'baby' is only going to work for so long."

"I don't even know what the gender is Matt, do you?" she asks confused.

I got to thinking about and I remember the doctor hadn't mentioned anything about a gender. "No, I don't the doctor didn't mention it. All he told me is that they saved both of you and that we wouldn't be able to see the baby for a while."

"Hmm, that's weird. What do you want it to be?" She asks

"I want it to be a girl so it can be exactly like you." I state confidently

"I want a girl as well." With that, we fall into a peaceful sleep grateful that I had both of them in my life.