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Margaret stood as she stared at her daughter. Just staring. She was asleep. There was a very bittersweet feeling. One lives and one dies. It was all chance. What if it was the other one that had lived? She loved both of them, but why should one have to die and one get to live? It was all very unfair. Neither of them did anything wrong. Then there was Serena, but she didn't think of that as chance, she thought of that as her own negligence. Her own stupidity. Her thoughts were interrupted as the baby woke up and started crying.
"Come here," she said as she picked her up and cradled her.
"Mommy's got you. What's wrong?" Margaret asked.
She stopped crying as soon as Margaret started to walk around.
"I know you're not hungry, I just fed you a half hour ago," she said.
She took the baby and sat down with her. She liked having her safely in her arms. When ever the nurses would come in and pick her she got nervous. The only others that were able to hold the baby with out her getting nervous were Hawkeye and Daniel. Her father and sister hadn't been out to see her yet. Hawkeye walked in and smiled at the sight of his wife and daughter.
"Hello," he said.
Margaret looked up and smiled.
"Hi," she said.
Hawkeye walked over and sat down next to her.
"You come up with a name yet?" he asked.
It had been a day and neither of them could think of what to name her. Well, Margaret wasn't in the mood to think of names. She was starting to feel bad about that and was now wanting to talk it over with him.
"Well, you know that we were decided between Jennifer and Emilie, but I don't know any more," she said staring down at her.
Hawkeye just stared down at her and smiled. She could easily tell that he had a name in mind.
"What was your mother's name?" she asked.
Hawkeye quickly looked up from the baby. The thought had been going through his head, but he didn't know if that was really what she had wanted.
"Maria Isabel," he said.
Margaret smiled at him.
"Then Maria Isabel it is," she said.
"Are you sure that's what you want? What about any one in your family?" he asked.
Margaret sighed.
"The only name that I can think of right now is Serena, and I can't name her that," Margaret said.
Hawkeye gave her a sympathetic look. He then laid his hand on the back of her head and gently pulled her towards him and kissed her on the forehead.
"It's only perfect if that's the name that you truly want," he said.
"It is," she said.
Gazing down at newly named Maria, she couldn't help but feel protective. As horrible as it was, it seemed like Serena and the other baby didn't matter, as long as she kept Maria alive. Even though neither Serena or her baby sister could never be replaced, there was nothing left to do with them. They were gone. Maria was here, she was alive, and she was going to try her hardest to keep this one alive. To not screw up like she had before.
"I can't screw up this time," she said.
Hawkeye just gave her a look of confusion and then looked down at Maria. He had a pretty good idea of what was going through her head, but didn't want to say anything. There was no use in getting her more upset than she already was.
Sorry I haven't updated in a while. I've been busy with school and art and tests and all of that. Anyways, I know it's short, but still tell me what you think.