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Everybody's Fool

Chapter 41: Mercies in Disguise

I do NOT own Victorious

Beck ran into the birth unit of the hospital and went up to the front desk, out of breath. They looked at him in shock. "My fiancée…Cat Valentine…" He panted out, wanting nothing more than to see his fiancée's flawless face. He was sickly worried about his unborn son, yes, but if he lost Cat, then what was he supposed to do now? "I need to see her."

"Beck Oliver." They nodded. One nurse came out from behind the desk and motioned for him to follow her. As they walked, she explained Cat's status. "Your fiancée is in a critical condition, due to her dangerous delivery…she's sound asleep for now, but she had quite the blood loss and overwhelming stress on her heart that almost killed her, so we are going to keep her for the next couple of days."

Beck sighed in relief. "Thank god…" The nurse motioned to a room and he nodded in thanks, going in and she suddenly walked towards the nursery. He went to Cat's side and took her cold hand. She looked in a peaceful sleep. "Hi, girl." He whispered. After a few minutes, the nurse came back in. He looked up at her, making sure to keep his fragile emotions in check. He really wanted to be alone with Cat…after seeing her stomach flat once again, realizing she had a miscarriage, he needed to think of what he would tell her and how they were going to remain strong after this…

"Mr. Oliver, can you come with me for a moment?" She asked nicely. Beck was about to protest before she put up her hand to stop him. "You'll come back in a few minutes. I just need to introduce you to someone."

Beck raised an eyebrow. He didn't want to see anyone. Did she understand that? He didn't want to meet someone when he was ready to cry. He just lost his unborn son…so why was she torturing him like this? But seeing as she was not going to give up, he sighed and nodded. "Okay." He turned back to Cat and gave her forehead a kiss. "I'll be right back, my sweet girl. I love you so much." He whispered and then stood up straight as he followed the nurse out. He peeked over his shoulder to see Cat again before he left the room all together. He sighed. "Ma'am, who could be so important to the point I had to be dragged away from my fiancée?"

"Trust me, Mr. Oliver, this is someone you'll want to meet." She told him, still smiling.

He clenched his fists, but followed her. Suddenly they turned into the nursery…as he heard a few coos from the babies, he almost broke down. "Is this some sick game you are trying to play with me?" He growled out. When the nurse motioned for him to go to an incubator, he almost cried, but went over. When he saw on the side "Valentine", he gasped. The baby was tiny and unhealthy looking. He had tubes up his nose, held there by tape. He had mittens on his hands to keep him from scratching himself. He had a diaper on. "Is this…" He could hardly speak as he saw his SON sleeping before his eyes. "Oh my god…"

"He was born 3 and a half months early, but we're so in shock and surprised that he's made it this far." She explained to him, staring at the baby boy as well. "He was born 3 pounds and 1 oz. so he's a blessed one. We expect him to survive, no matter how premature he was born. He's just small and we're giving him oxygen just to make sure his little lungs are getting enough air, if you understand what I mean."

Beck simply nodded. "C-can I hold him?" He asked, still in awe his son survived.

"You may." She handed him a blue, plastic robe to put over his clothes and the nurse carefully put the baby into Beck's awaiting, protective arms. "He hasn't had a name yet. Do you have one?"

He shook his head, staring in awe at the baby. "No. I think Cat was looking at names. I want her to choose, if you don't mind waiting."

"Not at all." She smiled. "I'll give you both a minute." And she walked out.

Beck went over and sat in the rocking chair in the corner. Nothing else was around him. It was just him and his son. "Hi…" He whispered as his son stayed sound asleep. "I'm your dad." Beck kissed his head lovingly. "And you're my pride and joy."

Beck snapped out of the flashback as Cat continued to softly hum a random song to Anthony Beckett Oliver-Valentine, who was now one month old. Anthony was named a miracle baby, considering he was only born when Cat was 6 months pregnant. He was healthy and developing well, even though he's much smaller than the average newborn baby. Cat was still a bit weak, but she made herself get stronger for her son's sake. He needed her.

She was currently in the rocking chair her parents bought, letting Anthony drink out of his tiny bottle. When Anthony was born so early, Beck called everyone to let them know…suddenly everyone went into a panic because, well, Anthony had no furniture, clothes, and Cat didn't have anything she needed either, so Beck handed Jade keys to the house and their friends and families loaded up the nursery with everything Anthony and Cat would need to be comfy and healthy.

He snapped out of his thoughts when he no longer heard humming. He saw Cat just rocking herself back and forth with Anthony now asleep. She was just staring down at him. "It's still a lot to take in, huh?" Beck asked gently from the doorway.

Cat nodded, looking to him with exhausted eyes. "Yes, but he's so beautiful, Beck. He has your eyes and ears."

Beck nodded, walking over and kneeling beside her. "He has your nose and lips." Cat made sure Anthony was secure in her left arm before letting herself take Beck's hand in her right hand. Beck kissed her hand. "I love you so much, Cat. I know I've said this so many times, but…I'm so glad you both are alive." He began to tear up. "If I had lost both of you, I would've just killed myself right after. I could never live without you, Cat."

Cat let her hand go to his check and he leaned into her hold. "Well, I'm here. I'm not going anywhere. And neither is Anthony. We're going to stay with you forever."

Beck couldn't help, but let a tear fall, but smile at Cat.

Yeah, I decided not to be so predictable and not name the baby 'Nathaniel' because…well, you get my point.

Don't freak out…NOT everything is perfect and dandy…remember, Cat's not pregnant, so what's going to come back? Her anorexia...uh-oh. This story isn't close to being done.

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Random Fact about DA: I don't know if I've already put this, but I'm putting it on here anyways. I've been in 2 car accidents, 2 fender benders, hit a person with my car, and gotten 2 tickets…and that's just since I received my driver's license at the age of 16. Sad, right?