A/N; Oh god I was planning on having a few days off and go to the beach but I got quite a few reviews begging for an update and I feel guilty for giving such a dramatic cliff hanger. So before I go on and on heeeeeeeeeeres chapter 9.

Shout out to AwkkwardTreeyou are amazing so this chapters for you! (And all you other lovely readers) The name chosen for the baby was first suggested by AwkkwardTreeand the name was perfect read on to find out what that name is

Disclaimer; I do not own Austin and Ally obviously.

Chapter 9- Flat Lining

-{Austin}-

It smells too clean in here. I'm still in hospital scrubs but my plastic hat dangles from my finger tips my blond hair piled in a frizzy mess on the top of my head. The smooth lino floor is cold against my body. I'm still sitting here on the floor of the corridor leaning against the wall my head resting on my left hand. My tears have dried but I'm pretty sure it's because I'm dehydrated or I would be crying a river right now.

My parents and Lester tried to comfort me and take me to the waiting room their own grief wouldn't allow them to stare at the door to the operating room. I refused to leave. I sat opposite to the operating room, praying silently that Ally would walk out hug me and say everything is fine. But logic overcomes me and I remember her lifeless body cut open on the table arms limp and flopped of the side, her skin pale and ghostly. The image haunts me. I try and visualise mine, Ally's and the babies' future. But I can't. I try and think of how beautiful the baby was when I first saw her and the smile on Ally's face. But I can't. All I can see is a tiny dehumanised baby attached to tubes screaming out her little lungs pinker than a grapefruit, lying in a massive incubator surrounded but concerned nurses rush to the NCIU.

It wasn't supposed to be like this. I'm not supposed to be helplessly sitting on the floor desperately begging to a god whose existence I don't know that everything will be ok. This can't be it for Ally she's so young, innocent and talented she was destined for greatness. I blame myself. That night I should have known a condom I brought optimistically at fourteen wouldn't work. I shouldn't have let myself fall into the temptation that is Ally. I wanted someone to punch me to tell me I'm the biggest jerk on the planet and deserve to die. If Ally dies or the baby dies, it's all my fault. It's all my fault. I should be the one on that operating table looking death in the eye waiting for horses to take me away, not Ally. I aggressively shoved my stupid plastic hat to the floor.

Why can't I do anything? I rubbed my temples in frustration. Why can't I have held Ally's hand and made her feel safe while she faces death? Why couldn't we have had a natural birth where I hold Ally's hand while she curses at me and I cut the umbilical cord? Why? Why did this happen to us? This isn't fair. My body must have found water somewhere because tears escaped my dry eyes and I aggressively wiped them away, tears aren't going to help save my girls. What can I do? I'm helpless.

"Hey man" Dez sat next to me his voice was sincere and calm, contrasting to the way Dez usually is.

"Hey" I sighed; I didn't care anymore the way I looked, puffy eyes messy hair and bright red cheeks embarrassing for any teenage boy. My looks just don't matter anymore.

"I got you a soda" Dez handed me a lemon lime and we sat in silence.

Minutes passed until I built up courage to speak.

"Dez. Punch me" I instructed my best friend.

"What?" Dez asked shocked.

"Punch me Dez, I know your capable, go on knock me out" I lifted to my feet, Dez did also.

"I'm not going to punch you your my best friend why would you even ask that?" Dez asked shock in his voice.

"I deserve it!" I explained my face growing hot. "Because of me and my selfishness, the love of my life is lying wide open on an operating table threatening to flat line. Because of my lack of self control I now have a baby that is dangerously premature and needs help to breathe!" I yell my arms waving uncontrollably.

"Austin" Dez whispered I turned away from him aggressively wiping away a tear.

"Austin" I feel a hand on my shoulder I angrily shrugged it away "You are being irrational" Dez was surprisingly level headed.

"Austin, look at me" I look up at my tall best friend he's taller than me even though I'm just about 6 foot. "You have to listen to me, I don't get serious often but I am now so listen. Yes Ally and the baby are in hospital, but they are in the best care possible I know they are going to be fine. Calm down Austin stop dwelling on the past, the past has happened you can't change it so stop killing yourself with what ifs and deal with the consequences. Getting punched in the face isn't going to help, all you can do is hope for the best and stand by Ally's side, and she needs you."

I pondered everything Dez said, he was right. I have to snap out of it but I can't stop thinking what if and it's driving me crazy. I sat back down opposite the operating room Dez sat silently next to me.

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I shot up at the speed of light, Dez jumped to his feet too, when a nurse asked to speak to me as she exited the operating room.

"Is she ok? Is Ally ok?" I asked desperately.

"Ally is going to be ok we are just moving her to her own room. Ally lost a lot of blood during surgery and had to have a blood transfusion, don't worry she's going to be fine she's just going to need a lot of rest and stay in hospital for a while to recover while we keep an eye on her." The nurse smiled. Relief took over my body. I breathed heavily all the pain expelled from my body.

"Wait" Panic raised within me "The baby! How's my daughter? Is she ok?"

"She's fine, don't stress baby Dawson-Moon is stable and doing well in the NCIU. You can see her if you would like" The nurse smiled at me filling me with warmth and happiness.

"No, I want to see her. I really do but I can't without Ally it's not fair." I killed me that I had the opportunity to see my daughter but the vision of Ally on the operating table refused to let me see her without Ally. I couldn't do that to Ally we have to see the baby together.

"I would like to see Ally though" I said hopeful.

"Sure you can, but please don't wake her she needs her rest"

-{Ally}-

My eyes flickered open panic shot through my body not recognising where I was. Memories of the passing events shot though my brain. The fear lying on the operating table, franticly searching for my necklace, Austin's reassuring smile, his eyes taking me to a world of serenity, his musical voice making me feel safe, the ghosts of my pasts surrounding me, the empty feeling in my uterus and a beautiful squealing baby. The memories made me dizzy circling my head unsure of the order of events.

I scanned the unfamiliar room pink balloons with 'It's a Girl' plastered on it, teddy bears, cards saying congratulations and get well soon and flowers overtook the room. I felt Austin's hand on mine his blond head resting on the bed slumped forward on a red hospital chair. I used my free hand to feel my stomach. It was empty; I missed the baby fluttering inside me kicking me like a punching bag. Tears welled where is she?

I squeezed Austin's hand tight. Austin turned his head and looked at me.

"Sorry for waking you Austin" I looked at him with my best puppy dog eyes. He looked so tired big black bags under his eyes and his hair was an absolute mess.

"You didn't wake me, and you should be sorry you have nothing to be sorry about I'm so happy your ok" Austin smiled "Can I hug you?"

"Of course you can" I let out a slight laugh and curved my mouth into a small smile I was so happy to see his face. "Why would you need to ask?"

"I just don't want to hurt you you've been though a lot" he hugged me very gently. I winced slightly not realising how much my stomach hurt.

"I'm sorry" Austin bowed his head.

"Don't be" I smiled "Kiss me" Austin kissed me gently on the lips everything that happened in the last 24 hours disappeared and I was an innocent 16 year old again not a 17 year old mother after a traumatic birth.

Austin sat back next to me.

"W-what happened?" I asked nervously

"You lost a lot of blood during surgery Allygator" Austin gripped my hand "There were complications and you needed a blood transfusion, you will need to stay in hospital for a while but you will be ok. You will be fine" Austin shot me a wide smile.

"Where is everyone? Where's the baby?" I asked gingerly tracing the soon to be scar on my belly.

"Dez was here he wanted to stay but I forced him to go hope and take care of Trish she's not handling this well, she hates hearing about you in such pain" a lump formed in my throat I never wanted to make my best friend upset. "Your dad left an hour ago to go to work put plans to come back as soon as he can he was here since you were admitted to hospital. Dad went home to look after Jessie and collect your clothes and baby stuff. Mom refused to leave she's so worried about you she thinks of you as her daughter" I smiled at that I love Mimi she's like a mother to me too "She won't leave the NCIU, she's watching over our baby who is doing well, we were right she is a fighter" Austin smiled squeezing my hand.

"H-have you seen her?" I asked a croak in my voice, I need to see my baby.

"Not since you last saw her, I want to, I want to so bad but I couldn't do that to you we have to meet her properly together" Austin explained with is large hazel eyes twinkling under the hospital light. It may be selfish but I'm happy that Austin waited for me to meet our daughter I could tell it was killing him that he couldn't go and see her.

"Can we see her?" I asked.

"Let's call the nurse" Austin smiled. Excitement bubbled in my blood making me forget the pain in my abdomen.

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"Wow. She's so tiny" I say in amazement looking at my baby lying in a big incubator. I walked here to the NCIU, I was in a little pain but I refused to use a wheelchair I'm strong. The baby looked so innocent, so small, and so perfect, despite the tubes in her mouth. She had a band on her tiny foot; the band looks like it could fall off even though it was the smallest one you can get. She wore the smallest nappy possible but it still looks so massive on her. A teddy bear sat next to her, Austin had brought it for her when she was born it is exactly the same size as her. I can't believe that 24 hours ago she was still inside of me.

"Yeah she is" Austin breathed wrapping his muscular arms around my waist from behind me.

"She was very small at birth. She was only 3 ½ pounds and 18 inches long. She is only going to need a few days in an incubator and she will need to be in the NCIU for a few weeks, but she's doing very well" A kind blonde nurse in her early thirties smiled reassuringly. "She's very beautiful"

"C-can we hold her?" I ask anxiously.

"Yes you can but only for about 5 minutes in fear of overstimulation" The nurse explained, detaching the baby from various tubes.

The nurse placed the baby in my arms I cradled her gently. She was so light, I held her close to my body keeping her warm. Having her in my arms and one of Austin's arms around my waist his hand cradling her tiny head I felt a moment of completeness. I couldn't ask for anything more. I smiled down at my little girl her eyes opened showing off beautiful blue eyes that she gained from my mother. I smiled feeling a tear fall from my eye. The baby closed her eyes and let out the cutest yawn.

"Do you want to hold her?" I whispered to Austin, not wanting to wake her. Austin nodded as l passed our daughter to him.

Austin smiled as he cradled the baby in his arms. "I love you" I heard him whisper softly to her. My lips curved into a smile.

"She needs a name" Austin said to me.

"Yeah she does. Melody." I smiled the name just came to me it fit so perfectly she has two musical parents.

"Melody" Austin smiled "I love it" He looked at the baby and smiled "She's defiantly a perfect Melody"

"Yeah she is" I stroked her head with my hand gently.

"Can her middle name be Harper?" Austin asked.

"Melody Harper." I like it "Why Harper?"

"I like it, it's musical and my grandmothers name was Harper, she was a beautiful woman" Austin smiled; I had no idea that he was sentimental.

"She has my mother's eyes" I smiled "My mom needs to be in her name"

"What was her name?" Austin asked

"Jane" Memories of my mother flooded my mind. Her smile, her big blue eyes, her singing to me when I couldn't sleep, and the ones I don't want to remember.

"Melody Harper Jane Dawson-Moon" Austin grinned

"No. Melody Harper Jane Moon" I smiled.

A/N; BAMM that's chapter 9 and everything looks good but is it? Dun dun dun!

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