A month had passed. Sasha was at home. She felt her water break. She knew it was way to earlier for that. She was only seven months pregnant. She called 911 and then Roman.
"Hello?" He said.
"Roman my water just broke."
"It's way to early for that."
"I know." "I'm scared."
"Call 911."
"I already did."
"I'll be there as soon as I can."
The ambulance came. They rushed Sasha to the hospital. In order to save the baby the doctor had to do a C-Section. The baby only weighted two pounds two ounces. He was in an incubator. Roman got there about a half hour after the C-Section. Sasha was in her hospital bed crying.
"Oh no." Roman said.
Sasha looked at him. "He's alive but it isn't good." "I had to have a C-Section to save him." "He's in an incubator." "His organs aren't fully formed." "The doctor says the baby seems fine now but there could be multiple complications."
"Have you seen him?"
"Not yet." "I was waiting for you." "The doctor said I have to be moved in a wheelchair for now."
"I'll go get one."
Roman pushed Sasha down to the NICU. Roman couldn't believe how small the baby was.
"He's so tiny." Roman said.
"I know." "He still needs a name."
"Well let's think."
"What about…Angel."
"I like it."
"Roman I don't want him to die."
"Listen." He bend down next to her. "Angel is not going to die." "He's gonna get better and we're gonna take him home." "It's gonna be ok."
