I wanted to kiss Skylar so badly. She had worked so badly to deliver our son and daughter, and she did it. But when I head the flat-line, I froze I looked over to see them rushing to get our children's hearts beating again. Then the unthinkable happened, Skylar flat-lined as well. I stood there frozen in shock and horror as both my new born children and my mate were dying before my eyes. They had pushed me out of the way, and someone, probably a nurse tried to get me out of the room. But then I snapped. I let the real me show. Abbaddon, the Angel of Destruction. The me that I tried so hard to keep at bay had broken free.
I didn't know what happened next, because everything went black. From my rage or from them sedating me I'm not sure. When I came too, I was in a holding cell.
"Let me out of here!" I roared. Grabbing hold of the bars and shaking with such force that they began to move. Banging my shoulder on the bars, it only took me a few tries to break free.
"Not surprised that, that didn't work." Someone said. I growled the person; I grabbed them by the neck and slammed them into the wall.
"Jack calm down! It's me, its Oliver!" Snapping out it I released him.
"What happened? Is Skylar and the babies alright?" I demanded. Oliver looked away from me. He didn't say anything for a long time.
"Oliver, I'm begging you, please tell me. Are Skylar and the babies alright." I pleaded.
"Jack… I'm so sorry, b-but, the babies didn't make it and Skylar still hasn't waken up yet…" I stumbled back till my back hit the wall, my back slid down it as I looked at him in shock. No, no it can't be possible, they-they're gone… My heart felt like it was breaking in two. I screamed. Screamed and cried till my throat was sore. I sobbed uncontrollably. My children, my children were gone and neither Skylar nor I- Oh god Skylar! I jumped up!
"Where is she?!" I demanded as I grabbed Oliver by the collar of his shirt.
"She's still in the same room. They thought about moving her, but I told them not to risk your wrath." I shoved him away and ran for the room. I searched frantically for her room. Pushing and shoving people out of my way as I ran down hallway from hallway. When I finally found her room, I stood in between the hallway and the doorway. She looked so peaceful just lying there. And when I tell her…
Shaking my head, I walked over to her bedside and sat down, and held her hand. Stoking her hand genially in mine. I bowed my head and began to cry again. I don't know how long I sat there and cried, holding my love's hand, but I didn't care. When I tell her about our children-
"Jack?" Skylar croaked. My head shot up. She touched my tear streaked face.
"Jack, my love, what's wrong? Did something happen to the babies? Our they alright?" Skylar sad as she struggled to sit up; pulling her into a tight hug, She stroked my head soothingly.
"I wasn't strong enough. I wasn't strong enough. Skylar, I'm sorry, so so sorry," I whispered.
"J-Jack you're scaring me. Please tell me what happen to our babies," I pulled away and looked into her beautiful blue eyes. She still looked so tired. She gasped. She didn't need me to tell her, she could see the heartbreak and pain clear as day on my face. I couldn't hide it.
"T-Th-They're gone." Skylar said quietly. I nodded once. Tears formed in her eyes. She began to shake her head back and forth. Slowly at first, but soon she was shaking her head so hard that her hair continued to whip her face and mine.
She shoves me away. The pain became too much. Too much. And she grabbed her hair and let out an unholy scream that would have frightened even Lucifer himself. Suddenly she jumps out of the bed.
"My love-" But I don't get any further, as she runs out of the room. I run after her. I don't know where she's going. Maybe to get away from this place, the pain, or something else entirely; I don't know. But I follow her. She searching for something. Or someone. Then she stops in front of a door. An office door. Then suddenly in a flash of light; her mother's sword, now her own, is in her hand and she kicks the door open, and storms into the room and ready to kill. I stand behind her. My own sword in my hand ready to defend her. I looked around the room. My father, sister, and Conclave stared at us in shock. I went to stand beside Skylar. Her head was bowed and her hair covered her face.
When she looked up, something in her screamed lethal, a death. A death so painful, that their screams would be heard for all eternity. There was something else there, joy. Lifting her sword, she pointed at Mimi.
Her words were slow and clear.
"I'm going to enjoy killing you," The she lunged forward.