Author's Note: Just a little something I've come up. Although it was probably for the best that Sister Mary Eunice was killed in 'The Name Game' I still would have liked to have seen a litte more interaction between she and the Monsignor. Here is my take on what may have happened had he performed an exorcism upon her instead of tossing her from the third storey.
Disclaimer: I own nothing, everything belongs to Ryan Murphy, Brad Falchuk and the FX network.
She had been rushed to the Infirmary, Dr. Arden was better equipped to deliver her baby there. Sister Mary Eunice lay back against the voluminous mountain of pillows behind her, her legs bent at the knees, without the stirrups it was the best that could be done. Arden had told the Monsignor to wait outside, while he and Jude, along with another nurse helped to deliver Sister Mary Eunice's baby. As the blonde felt the contractions beginning to intensify, she knew it was almost time.
"She's beginning to crown, Sister...towels, make sure they're warm." Arden told the nurse who had been allocated to the job. He watched as she scooted away to collect a bundle of towels for the delivery. While she was gone, Arden glanced to Jude and gave a nod, "It is time, Sister." Arden commented, stating what they had both been thinking until Mary Eunice allowed a gasp to pierce their conversation as another contraction coursed through her body.
"It's going to be all right, Sister..." Jude began, pushing her blonde hair back from her face as she looked down upon her. Sister Mary Eunice looked like a frightened child, afraid of being alone, lost and away from her parents. She could see the tears in the young nun's eyes, more than likely from the contractions she was feeling. Jude stroked her thumb over Eunice's forehead, smiling down to her assuringly, "Now you concentrate on that baby, Sister Mary Eunice. You make sure that child comes out healthy."
"Y-yes, Sister Jude." she responded, nodding hastily as she prepared herself for the next contraction. Another few washed over her, pummelling her strength as she tried her best to fight them, to at least prevent some of the pain. It was when Dr. Arden suggested it was time for Mary Eunice to begin pushing that she glanced down as best she could to him, "J-ju-just like that, Doctor?"
"Of course, Sister. We cannot keep this child waiting." Arden gave her a soft smile before averting his focus between her legs. He ground his teeth together slightly, causing his jaw to jut out, it obviousness showing due to his baldness, "I need you to push now, little Sister. One big push for now...Sister Jude, please see what is taking Sister Catherine so long with those towels."
After she'd glared at the Dr. for suggesting she rush off to do the menial work, she nodded and obliged. Jude paced from the bed, glancing over her shoulder to Eunice as she left, seeing the fear instilled in the poor child's eyes. As she reached the door, and Mary Eunice cried out through the searing pain, Jude turned and came face-to-face with the Monsignor, carrying the bundle of towels, "Timothy! Timothy, you can't go in there...!" Jude called after him as he flew by her, Sister Catherine in hot pursuit after him.
Timothy stopped just short of the bed, just staring ahead at Sister Mary Eunice before he briefly tore his eyes away when Sister Catherine grabbed the towels from him, and placed them beside Arden, spreading one between Eunice's legs, ready for the child. The Monsignor just stood, shaking his head, everything seemed to be happening in slow motion; Sister Catherine glaring at him, Arden glancing up at him before turning his attention back to Sister Mary Eunice, Sister Jude appearing at his side as her hand touched his shoulder, and finally Sister Mary Eunice arching her neck to allow a wail to erupt, bringing his back into reality.
"Timothy, you can't be in here..." Jude told him, "Sister Mary Eu-"
"Sister Jude!" Timothy began, inhaling slightly, before he turned to her, "You know as well as I do why I'm here..." he looked into her eyes, raising his brow.
They regarded each other for a moment, but before either of them spoke up, Sister Mary Eunice spoke, "This child..." she began, a strange serenity about her as she spoke, "This child is not one of the Devil reincarnate, I can assure you all..." she nodded, smiling down to her abdomen before she frowned.
"How can you...tell, Sister?" Timothy turned to her, stepping closer to her.
"Because..." she swallowed, gazing up into his face, "You and I were only pure, Monsignor."
"Sister, push!" Arden encouraged her, he had given her a few moments to rest, but the child was begin to stress and needed to be birthed, "Sister, you need to push, several times." Dr. Arden glanced to Sister Catherine who was busying around behind him, after this delivery, she had neither use nor ornament and could easily be disposed of, but for now, she had to do, "Sister Catherine, towels. No, lay them out properly, this is not a wet weekend in August."
Glancing over the scene, Timothy found himself uncomfortable and turned away slightly, until Arden's tone took him by surprise and Jude rushed past him, basically flinging Sister Catherine out of her way. He watched as the pristine white towel seeped with the scarlet, turning it into a bloody mess. He panicked and looked to Sister Mary Eunice's face, noting how panicked she looked. Timothy did the only thing he thought to do; he took her hand, his other stroked over her forehead as he nodded down to her, "You'll be all right, Sister...God won't take you now, not when you have a new lease of work to continue..."
Sister Mary Eunice continued to bleed out for at least another ten seconds until Arden was able to deliver the baby and locate what the problem had been. Once the child had been checked and cleaned off, and Arden had finally managed to deliver the placenta also; the source of the bleeding, the baby was handed to Mary Eunice via Sister Jude who smiled to her as she placed the tiny bundled infant into her arms, "A baby girl, Sister."
Arden finally stood from his position between Mary Eunice's legs and after removing his gloves, lab coat and glasses, he did something he hardly ever did. He smiled at the scene before him; Mary Eunice, his precious 'Little Sister' now holding the tiny life he had helped deliver into the world. Gently, he cleared his throat as he watched Mary Eunice offering her pinkie for the baby to suckle on for the time being, "Sister, I managed to stop the bleeding, however you may feel somewhat nauseas for a few hours still. I will be back to check on you later..." he leaned forward slightly to catch a glimpse of the child, the same button nose as Mary Eunice.
Mary Eunice nodded softly as she cradled the baby to her, not entirely sure on what she should do with her before she looked up at Arden, "Doctor Arden...? Should...should I try to nurse her...?" she asked him reluctantly, slightly shyly, "I-I'm not entirely sure what I should do..." she announced, earning an eye roll from Sister Catherine, who also shook her head.
"I can stay with her, Doctor Arden...I know how to care for a newborn." Sister Jude nodded, smiling to Sister Mary Eunice.
"No, Sister Jude, it's been a long night for all of us...it would be best we have the nurses help our Sister with the infant." Arden responded.
Sister Jude gave and nod and sighed. He was right of course, but she wouldn't dare admit it. Instead, Jude turned to Sister Catherine and sternly spoke to her, "Sister Catherine, you will be responsible for organizing a shift pattern between yourself, Sister Bridget, Sister Donna and Sister Patricia. You four will help Sister Mary Eunice with her baby, you understand?"
"Of course, Sister Jude." Catherine responded and nodded before she gestured to the Monsignor who was still present at Eunice's side.
Sister Jude raised her brows gently and tilted her head, catching Timothy's gaze, "Monsignor...?"
"If it's all the same to you, Sister Jude, I would...very much like to stay here a while." he nodded softly, "I would like to talk to Sister Mary Eunice about something." Timothy announced and bowed his head, before turning his attention back to the newborn and mother.
Shaking her head in confusion, Jude nodded, "Very well, Timothy. But don't keep her up talking all night...she needs rest."
"I gather that, Sister. God bless." he muttered over his shoulder, watching as Jude and Arden exited the Infirmary, and Sister Catherine headed for the nurses post at the opposite end of the hall. Timothy turned back to face Mary Eunice who was already beginning to become heavy lidded, "Sister..." he urged her to stay awake, "Sister...about this child...the press will have a field day..."
