Intro:

Love hurts.

I've come to realize this over my 27 odd years of existence. Love at times can be a wonderful uplifting thing, and others it can tear you apart piece by piece until there's nothing left.

Emily gave up on foolish ideas of love long ago. But she only ever truly loved on man Daniel Grayson, along with his love he gave her one of the most precious gifts ever. What if Emily really was pregnant?

Disclaimer: I do not own Revenge, or any of the characters (aside from my own creations)

The doctor had proved my suspicions right. I was having a baby, a precious thing that Daniel and I could call our own. Something we could keep far from Victoria, and anything remotely Grayson. This child could be the Paris we never had, something completely unique and simply ours. No one would be able to spoil it.

To Daniel the hallway of this hospital, pristine, clean, discreet and very simply Grayson was soiled. It didn't feel right being here, his lying scamming wife lie in a hospital bed after some poor sap found her on a fisherman's boat.
His lying, scamming possibly cheating wife, who he had shot after he discovered the truth. She had lied to him about the single most important thing in a man's life. He thought he would be a father, he thought that he would have the chance to raise a child the right way. Emily stole that from him. All of his hopes for the future were taken away the moment he heard about the fake pregnancy. Daniel felt as though he had given the world to this manipulative woman. He lost a best friend, and even though Tyler was crazy he was always pretty great throughout the years. He lost his relationship with his family, mostly just his mother who he had learned was right about Emily all along.
He lost Sarah, she was gone for good now too no resurrections for her. She had hung herself, and he was sure it was his fault. Sarah had given her loved ones a gruesome death to remember her by, the last thing he heard was that she had tried to kill herself and that her life support right now was very unstable. Sarah would still be here living, loving, everything he believed Emily was not capable of. If he had just gone with her and left Emily and her false spawn ahead of time.
Daniel was interrupted by the sounds of the approaching doctor. This short mousy looking woman with bright auburn hair held his fate in her hands. If Emily was alive Daniel knew that he was in deep trouble, nothing Mom and Dad could weasel him out of now.

"Emily is a very lucky woman," the doctor said enunciating every word, each consonant like a knife in Daniels broken heart. "She suffered massive blood loss from the gun shots to the abdomen." She then looked at Daniels and his family "And she sustained a cranial injury from the impact of the water. Plus there has been some bleeding on the parietal lobe, which we will monitor. But she will pull through."

Each of the Grayson family members present showed a different emotion that Daniel seemed to be feeling. There was Conrad who was concerned as he was most times for the wellbeing of his family members, those now including Emily and the unborn Grayson. Daniels concern reached from a deep part inside of him that had loved Emily for the better part of their two years together. Charlotte had this keen look of fear in her eyes, one she had stolen from Emily, her unknown sister. She often used it during times of confusion or extreme pain. She would cross her arms in defense and stick it out, in a more David Clarke way than a Conrad Grayson. Daniels fear etched from being discovered for what he had done.

Suddenly little Charlotte lifted up her head and her light brown curls shook around her like light leaves in the wind on an autumn day. Her voice rose as well "What about the baby?"

The doctors face fell slightly, only noticeable to Daniel. "I'm sorry but matters like these I have to speak to Daniel first."
Charlottes sudden very concerned, very David Clarke emotions fell into more abrasive Victoria Grayson ones and she was led away by Conrad soon after. The mousy doctor led Daniel towards Emily's passed Victoria with nothing more than a cold, unsympathetic stare from the doctor, and a worrisome glance from Daniel. When they reached the hallway after the awkward exchange Daniel began to twist his wedding ring on his finger. It was a habit he had taken up after the shooting of his wife a mere twenty-four hours ago, he had begun to rash there and he felt it was a compulsory pain. He would continue to twist the rung until something good finally happened.

"Daniel," the mousy doctor said "You married a wonderful woman." a smile crinkled at the corner of her eyes. "The woman you married is a fighter, and the two of you together created something very strong."

Daniel was simply and utterly confused at this moment. The doctor was saying something untrue, Emily was not in fact pregnant. She had admitted this to his own mother. "Daniel, your baby survived the gunshot wounds." Her kind face cracked into a full blown smile "Emily is carrying low, this in some cases is most unusual, but it saved your child today, which means where Mrs. Grayson was shot nearly hit the baby, but it was treatable. You're very lucky that she is only nine weeks along or we could be dealing with something much unhappier." Daniel felt like he couldn't breathe, he shot Emily. He almost shot his own baby and all because he thought she was a cheap gold digging liar. His mind ached with all of the thoughts racing through it.

"Daniel the child should make a full recovery, along with your wife."

She began to speak more but Daniel couldn't even think straight, he shot Emily. Emily Grayson his wife, he knew no one could dig him out of this hole he'd built for himself.

I hear a steady beep coming from next to me, it's in time to my heartbeat almost like a song. I feel something brushing against my forehead over and over, in time with the beeping, in time with my heartbeat.

My mouth is dry, and there is an intense pain all over my body. It starts with a dull ache in my head and travels to a more intense burning spot near my stomach. It was very hard for me to catch my breath and it felt as if my eyes were glued shut. I could sense a presence in the room, something unfamiliar it smelt like something far back in my mind, but I couldn't identify it.

I reached for whatever it was watching over me, my guardian angel. I opened my eyes and whispered to the handsome man next to me "Where am I?"
I noticed the man's eyes first. He had the most beautiful eyes I'd ever seen, the kind of eyes that even full of worry that could make a woman fall in love very quickly.

"You're in the hospital." He stated, his voice was and kind. Any woman could fall for this man, he was stunning.
Why would I be in the hospital? I suddenly remembered the pain throughout my body and realized that it must be that. I needed confirmation

"Why? What happened?" I was still breathing deep not getting enough air. I wanted him to help me, why was he here if he wouldn't help? Everything hurts, it hurts so much. I let go of his hand and grabbed my abdomen, the pain felt almost crippling.

"You don't know?" the handsome man said to me, and his facial expressions showed a range of emotions from calm relief to utter terror "What do you remember?"
I gave him my completely honest truth.
"Nothing. I don't remember anything. Please tell me. Who am I?"

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