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'I can hear the wailing sound of the ambulance where I'm laying.'
"Oliver, please wake up. Fuck, please…"
"Ollie please… Stop bleeding…"
'I can hear the desperate plea of my sister and brother-in-law beside me.'
'I can hear them, I can feel them, but I can't see them. It's not that I don't want to open my eyes; it's just that I can't. I'm struggling to open my eyes and mouth, but I just don't have the energy anymore. I even wonder how my brain is still functioning with all the pain I'm feeling.'
'I felt my body being transferred to a softer cot, heard the loud slam of double doors being rushed open and the hurried foot steps towards me. I don't need to open my eyes to know that I'm being rushed to the emergency room. The panic voices of the medic are all I need to know where I am.'
"Emergency in Level One. Paging for Doctor Castillo. Emergency in Level One, paging for Doctor Fabray."
"Help! please save my brother, please! He's pregnant!"
"We are doing the best we can to save him, but ma'am, please stay outside of the room."
'Suddenly, I can't hear Michaela's or Aiden's voice, I can only hear the continuous beep of the machines around me and the three same unfamiliar voices of the paramedics. I struggled to open my mouth, and shout Michaela's name. I'm terrified. I'm hurt, I'm bleeding, and I'm alone with these people I do not know of. Shit! What will happen to me? What's going to happen to Mochi!'
"What's the patient's status?"
"…Oliver Hampton-Walsh; age, twenty-eight; Five months pregnant."
"He's a carrier! We need Doctor Castillo, find her!"
'I heard the door opened and closed again. I felt the soft cold breeze to my now naked body, and then I felt a thin metal point piercing through my skin.'
"We got his heartbeat!"
*beep*
*beep*
*beep*
*beep*
"We need two heartbeats… we need the baby's!"
'My baby? What's happening to my baby? Oh please, don't let anything happen to Mochi!'
"Doctor Castillo is on her way."
'And then I felt someone used their finger to pry open my right eye, then my left eye, I simultaneously saw a white blinding light directed to my eyes, but I knew I didn't react to it.'
"Sir, the patient isn't responding."
"Damn it! Prepare the defibrillators. Be on stand-by when the heart rate goes flat."
"Yes, sir."
'I'm starting to lose consciousness again, but I'm fighting it. I need to know what will happen to my baby. They need to save my baby, they have to.'
"I'm here! Status pronto!"
'I heard Laurel's voice dominating the whole room. I felt relieved that my friend is here, I knew she will save me and my baby. I can trust her with our lives'
"Oliver Hampton, five months pregnant, fell down a flight of stairs… around 4 feet from the ground."
"Doc, the patient is experiencing huge blood loss."
*beep beep beep*
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"Doc, his heart rate is going abnormally faster!"
"How about the baby's?"
"…we can't find the baby's pulse."
"We need to save the father first! Bring me my scalpel!"
'Wait! Laurel, what are you doing to my baby? I wanted to shout at my friend, but the oxygen mask obscuring my face made it harder for me to open my mouth.'
'Laurel! Save my child please! Not me! Let me die! Let me die, just not my child! Please… save Mochi'
"We have to get the baby out."
'I wanted to struggle for my baby's life but the anesthesia they put in the oxygen tank must have been starting to take effect. I'm starting to lose consciousness, I can feel it... I can feel sleep taking over me.'
'When I felt the cold sharp knife pierced through my belly, I knew I heard myself whispered "Save Mochi" before losing consciousness.'
'But I also knew that I was too late… They took my baby away.'
"They are lies, Oliver. I swear, I lied to you when I say that what happened to us didn't mean anything. Oliver, I'm sorry. I'm sorry for being an asshole husband and douchebag father, but please Oliver, believe me when I said that I didn't mean what I said before. I want you and the baby. I lied when I said I didn't want Mochi. Please… Please Oliver forgive me. I need you in my life. I know I'm going to spend my entire life asking for your forgiveness, and I'm okay with that as long as I have you in it. I'm happy to spend my whole life being enslaved to you than spending eternity without you. So Oliver, please. I love you so much… Please be mine again—"Connor's voice was cut off by the shrilling sound of the speakers.
"Announcement to all passengers boarding Flight 287B; Route, Philadelphia to Michigan, there will be a short delay of 3 hours due to the massive snow fall. Announcement to all passengers boarding—"
"Shit! Another delay?" Connor complained in his seat on the VIP waiting area of Philadelphia International Airport. He had been there waiting for two hours because of the first flight cancellation. He spent those two hours strolling around the shops inside the airport, buying gifts for Oliver and Mochi. He already bought a bouquet of deep red roses, a big heart-shaped box of dark chocolates, which reminds him of the sweetness of Oliver's lips, and a human-sized white teddy bear. He had seen these things on the movies that Oliver had forced him to watch. The male lead will always give the female lead these presents when he screwed up and she will instantly forgive him. He just hoped that he could also melt Oliver's anger with these gifts.
Connor sighed heavily. The flight delay didn't help in easing his nervousness; the longer he waits, the more anxious he gets. There is also an itching feeling inside his heart that wants to cry, he just didn't know why. It's just this uncomfortable and unsettling feeling that he needs to let out.
He dismissed those emotions and looked down at the piece of paper in his hands. It is where the speech he was trying to practice was written. He doesn't care about the other passengers looking weirdly at him because he kept talking to himself; his focus was on Oliver and how he can win him back. He lifted the piece of paper to his face and started reading it again; checking if he miss anything he didn't apologize for.
"Oliver, you are the love of my life… and I'm sorry that it took you walking away from me to realize that. I cannot not have you in my life. I know that you needed time and space, and I'm willing to wait. But please remember that I will always love you—"Connor groaned when his phone vibrated, interrupting him, once again, mid-practice.
He was confused at first when the caller ID was labeled 'Home', but then he remembered leaving Gemma and Asher in his apartment; letting them clean his apartment for him. Well, he knew Gemma won't clean; he was just there to boss Asher, who was condemned to eternal punishment by Gemma for giving him the divorce papers.
Connor answered the phone grinningly, still grateful for the push that his sister had given him. "Hello best sister in the world!"
"Tell me you're in Michigan," was Gemma's worried reply. Connor face instantly fell upon hearing the concerned voice of his sister.
"Gemma… what happened?" Connor asked slowly; panic starting to rise from his gut.
"Connor where are you?" Gemma ignored his question. "Just tell me where you are?"
"Uhmm.. I'm still at the airport, my flight has been delayed because of the snow. Gemma, what's happening?"
"Shit! Fucking weather!" Gemma cursed. "Connor, listen. Stay where you are, don't move. I'm going to get you," Gemma said, still ignoring Connor's question.
"Gemma! Tell me what is happening!" Connor yelled at his phone, ignoring the startled looks of the other passengers.
"Con… I think it's better for you to wait for me. I'll be there in 10… 15 minutes, tops," Gemma said sympathetically. "We'll take the train instead. We don't know if they will cancel the next flight again. We need to be back home asap."
"Wait! Wait wait…You're going to Michigan?" Connor asked incredulously. "And by train? It will take 18 hours to get there."
"We don't have a choice B. We should get there immediately. If we take the train, at least we will definitely be there by tomorrow. By looking at the weather, I think the airport will cancel all the flights from-and-to Michigan. We have to get home immediately, B."
"Gemma just tell me, please… Did something happen to dad? Or to mom?" He asked worriedly. "Please Gemma, don't let me think the worst in here."
"Con…" Connor heard Gemma let a loud sigh. "Fine! You have to sit down okay?" Gemma instructed. "Are you sitting down?"
"I never stood up , please tell me what's wrong…" Connor pleaded once more.
"Ka… Kathy called earlier… she said that… "Gemma paused and Connor waited for him to continue, but even before Gemma finished his sentence, Connor knew what the news was all about. "…it's about Oliver… he had an accident."
Connor waited for Gemma to say his punch line, waiting for his sister to tell him that he was just pulling his leg, and that it was just a prank call, that nothing happened to his husband.
.
.
.
There was none.
"Connor…? Baby bro… Are you still there?" Gemma probed again. "Connor, please talk to me…" Gemma slapped herself mentally. She should have waited to tell Connor face-to-face, now, she can't see if his brother was alright.
"Gemma, tell mom to go to the hospital first and to give us updates about Oliver," Connor ordered Gemma calmly.
Gemma wasn't surprised that his brother didn't turn into a weeping mess; he knew that dominating others was Connor's façade when he was hurting.
"I can't Con," Gemma answered slowly, because even in that façade, she knew that her brother's mind was starting to get hazy. She has to speak slowly and carefully, so that Connor would understand her. "Mom and dad are on a business trip, remember? But I already called them and they're on their way back, their plane will land the same time our train arrives in Michigan."
"Okay," Connor answered monotonously.
"Connor, are you okay?" This was the stupidest question Gemma ever asked. Of course, her brother isn't okay; his husband's and child's life is in the brink of life and death. No one will be okay in this kind of situation; hell, she wasn't feeling alright and it's not even her husband that has been in the accident.
"I'm not fine Coop," Connor answered truthfully. "I feel so… Just… just hurry up, please." Connor's facade cracked, his true emotions leaking.
Gemma didn't need to see Connor's face to know that he is shedding silent tears. "I'll be there." Gemma didn't want to end their phone conversation; she needed to know that her brother is still alright. Given the circumstances, she knew that Connor needed some time for himself, so she didn't call back when Connor hung up on her.
'Please let them be alright, please… Please, I need my family, please don't let anything happen to them… please…' He chanted in his head over and over again; tears falling freely from his eyes as he stared blankly at the wall opposite him.
"Michaela!" Kathy shouted at her younger daughter, who had been hugging her husband for comfort. "Where is Oliver's friend?" She questioned her, but her eyes never left his elder son, who was lying on the hospital bed.
Ten hours had passed since the operation, and Oliver was transferred to the Intensive Care Unit, but he hadn't regained his consciousness since. Every thirty minutes a nurse would enter the private room and check for Oliver's condition; checking the heart rate monitor or changing his dextrose. They have to keep an extra eye on him, given that he was pregnant before and loss a lot of blood. Normally, two visitors are only allowed inside the room, but because of their connection with Dr. Castillo, Aiden was permitted also to go inside the room.
Michaela sniffed and sat up straight before answering his stepmother. "I don't know… I saw him on the phone, I think he was the one who called the ambulance, but I was too concerned about Oliver… and when the ambulance came, I didn't know where he went… I didn't bother to look for him. Why?"
"Do you think…" Kathy wept the tears leaking from her eyes; she needed to be stronger for her son, for her family. What happened to Oliver had shaken their whole family to the ground. "Do you think that he pushed Oliver to the stairs? Did he want to hurt Oliver?" Kathy questioned her; she wanted to know everything what had happened to his son's accident.
"No, mom… he didn't… I saw them fighting, but I saw Oliver tripped on the stairs…" Then Michaela started to cry loudly. "I… I should have been there; I should have caught him… or anything to prevent this from happening. I should have saved my brother." Michaela blamed herself for what happened to Oliver. She was still a little shaken every time he remembered the gush of blood coming from Oliver's trousers and from the last words that Oliver uttered before he passed out. "I was useless. I didn't save Mochi! I didn't save his baby… I… I didn't." Michaela cried to Aiden's arms.
"No, baby… It wasn't your fault… You didn't know… it was just an accident," Aiden comforted her; hugging her tightly as he pressed his wife's head to his chest. The position was uncomfortable because of the huge height difference between the couple, but it didn't bother them because they needed all the comfort they can get from one another.
'How did it come to this? Everything was so great earlier,' Aiden thought to himself, it was just this morning that Michaela convinced Oliver to talk to them, and when he thought that things are going to be fine for his friend, another tragedy had happened to him. "He's waking up," He announce to his family and pointed at Oliver, and they all waited patiently for Oliver to regain his consciousness.
Oliver's eyes flutter as he adjusted his sight from the white light in the room. At first, all he can see was blurry faces of the other occupants in the room, but after a while his mind registered the miserable faces that his family was wearing. Slowly, he regained the memories prior to his hospitalization, and without a thought he sat up straight and put his palms on his belly which was covered by the hospital blankets.
He sighed in relief when he still felt the bulge in his stomach. He gently caressed it, but he sensed something different. The hump in his stomach isn't that big or hard anymore, it's too lumpy, like… like a deflated tire, there's nothing inside of it anymore.
"Mom…"Oliver sobbed and looked up at Kathy for explanation, but his mom also looked so lost. Tears are streaming down to all the people inside the room as they watch Oliver threw the blanket from his bed and lifted the hospital gown that was covering his body.
"Mom… where's my baby?" Oliver whimpered, still looking at his stomach, which is patched with bandages. "Where's Mochi?"
"Oliver…" Kathy slowly approached her son and engulfed him into a hug.
"Where's my baby?" He questioned again. He looked at Aiden and Michaela to get answers from them, but all of them remained silent. "Mom… please tell me where my baby is," he pleaded and parted his body from his mother. "Please tell me my baby is fine."
"Oliver… I…" Kathy also doesn't have the courage to tell him what happened. She can't even imagine his son's reaction when he heard the news about his baby. "Mochi… you, uhmm…"
Kathy was saved from explaining Oliver's situation when Laurel entered the room.
"Laurel!" Oliver half-shouted half-cried to his friend. "You saved my baby, my Mochi, didn't you? You saved Mochi…" He begged her friend and doctor to tell him that.
When Laurel didn't answer immediately, he turned to others and pleaded. "Where's my baby? Please… can someone tell me what happened to my baby, please… I'm begging you…" Oliver cried even more; he isn't stupid, he knew something had happened to his baby, but… but he was still hoping that his baby is fine. 'Please, I'm begging you… let my baby be alive…'
"Oliver…" Laurel addressed her friend and slowly walked towards him, taking Kathy's previous position. She sat on the bed and held Oliver's trembling hands. "I'm so sorry… we didn't have a choice… we had to save you…"
"You had a choice!" Oliver shouted, anger radiating from him. It's very rare for his family to see Oliver furious since Oliver was always calm and timid. "You have a choice Laurel! You can save my baby! You should of saved my baby! Why? Why did you save my life?... I want my baby… I want Mochi back."
"I'm sorry. We need you alive Oliver."
Anger turned to cries when Laurel just confirmed that they saved him instead of Mochi. And then he bawled on his friend's shoulder. "You should have saved my baby, not me… not me…"
Laurel hugged his friend and continued her explanation. 'It won't hurt any less if I explain later.' She thought to herself and clarified to Oliver and to his family what happened in the surgery whilst still comforting her friend.
Oliver tried to listen to Laurel's words, but he just couldn't focus on anything, his mind is still reeling to the fact that Mochi isn't inside him anymore. And it hurts more when Laurel was trying to tell him everything. He can hear her, but they are only snippets of sentences that really registered to his mind.
"… I'm so sorry…"
"… We tried… we really did…"
"… We couldn't find the baby's pulse…"
"… died due to loss of blood…"
"… didnt't have any choice…"
"… we had to save you…"
"… we took the baby out…"
"… I'm so sorry, Oliver." Laurel apologized again. She knew how Oliver was feeling, she had the same predicament when she was lost her baby in college, but she knew that it pains Oliver more because he wanted to keep his baby, when she decided to give hers away. She feels sympathetic as a fellow parent, but just like the others, she can't do anything; comforting Oliver was useless because no words can help him survive this obstacle.
All of them were lost for words to comfort, so they just stupidly stared at the crying patient in the doctor's arms, whilst wiping their own tears. After a while, when Oliver's cry slightly subsided, Oliver requested for all the people to leave the room, he needed space for himself, he needed time to grief for his baby.
"Please… Just for a while…" Oliver pleaded within hiccups.
Kathy consented to his wish, but before letting himself out of the room he reminded Oliver. "Connor and his family are on their way, they a—"He was startled when Oliver shouted at her.
"No! No! I don't want to see him! I don't want him near me!" Oliver shouted angrily, making all the occupants hurriedly come back inside the room.
"What happened?" Was Aiden's first question when he saw Oliver trembling state.
"I… Oliver what happened?" Kathy approached her son again.
"Mom, please… don't let him here. I don't want to see him… It's his fault, everything is Connor's fault," Oliver pleadingly sobbed. "He took my baby from me… it's his fault… please…"
"Oliver, kiddo… please tell me everything. I'm confused, how was it his fault when he wasn't there… Oliver, please tell me…"
"Mom…he… the man who visited me wasn't my friend… he… he was Connor's boyfriend…" Oliver continued his explanation, not letting the surprised reaction from his family interrupt him. He need to let everything out, he knew his family would protect him if they knew everything he went through. "…That's why I went home. I thought it was over, but then Julian told me that Connor wanted to abort the baby… Connor gave me the abortion papers, daddy… he said that Connor didn't want the baby and that Connor wanted to be with him, he didn't want me and the baby… but I didn't let him, I don't care if Connor didn't want the baby, I'll take care of Mochi myself, so I ran away from him when he insisted on giving me the abortion papers… I was scared, mom. But when he caught up to me, I ran faster, I was scared that they'd take my baby away… but I was so stupid and I tripped down the stairs… so please, mom, I don't want to see him, it's his fault. Everything is Connor's fault!" Oliver wailed again remembering every detail of his accident.
"I won't… I promise, we won't let him." Kathy promised her son, she was furious of course, but he had to repress his anger to comfort his son. "Michaela, call my attorney," She ordered to her crying doctor. "We have to open a divorce case. I don't want my son to be associated with that Walsh again."
Kathy felt Oliver tugging the hem of her shirt and she was surprised when Oliver told him that he didn't have to file a divorce.
"What do you mean I don't have to? Of course, I have to cut all his ties with you," Kathy answered furiously. "I don't want him near my family again."
"I mean you don't have to file a divorce case, we are already divorced," Oliver confessed.
"What… What do you mean already divorced?" Aiden asked his friend.
"…the first night I went to New York… Connor… he… he made me sign a divorce contract," Oliver admitted with red swollen eyes. "He said that our marriage will only last until Mochi is born, and after that… he said that we should treat each other like strangers again…"
"Oh my god! Why didn't you tell us what was happening to you? Oh my god, sweetie," Michaela sobbed and firmly hugged her brother.
"I… I don't know…" Oliver whispered to her ears. "Please mom, don't let him. I'm scared."
"Shh… sweetie, I won't let him… we won't let him near you." Kathy promised.
Kathy was gaping open-mouthed; she should have known, she shouldn't have let her son be married to that boy. She was angry at himself for failing as a mother and a grandmother. She should have talked to Oliver more; she should have been more attentive to her son.
"I'm sorry… I'm sorry, son. I should have noticed it. I'm sorry," Kathy cried when he heard the things Oliver had been through because of Connor. "I'm sorry…"
"No… dad… it wasn't your fault… dad, please don't blame yourself…" Oliver pleaded, tears still flowing from his eyes. "Can we… can we talk about this later, I just wanted to be alone for the mean time please…" Oliver requested again.
One by one, they all left Oliver but without whispering encouraging words to him first.
"I'm sorry, Ollie. I'll protect you… I mean it this time…"
"Oliver, I'm sorry I should have been there for you… I'm sorry…"
"Oliver, I'm really sorry about the baby, I… I really tried…"
"Sweetie, I love you, remember that, okay?"
Oliver waited for the last person to left the room and drowned himself with tears again. He couldn't help it, it hurts too much. He cried and screamed at his pillow, he tried to let his voice take away all his anger and pain; however, no matter how loud he shouted or how long he cried, he can never turn back time and save his baby.
"They're still not answering their phones," Gemma informed his brother dejectedly. They still didn't know what really happened to Oliver. Carole just informed Gemma that Oliver had a drastic fall and was currently in the operating room. They didn't receive any news after that.
The brothers finally arrived in Michigan, and they're on their way to the hospital. They had to travel via train for 18 hours to get to Detroit and on top of that had to ride a taxi for another half-hour to get to the hospital.
Gemma had been trying to contact the Hampton-Pratt for hours, but no one had answered her phone calls. She looked at Connor beside him, and saw the helplessness radiating from her younger brother. They've been traveling for 17 hours straight, and while he had rested on the train ride, he knew Connor didn't sleep at all, and was still agitated of what could happen to his husband and child.
"They'll be alright," Gemma whispered a little comfort to her brother.
"I hope so," Connor replied dejectedly.
"Mom and dad will be a little late, their plane just landed in Michigan, but they will go directly to the hospital." Gemma informed her brother and held her brother's hand for the rest of the car ride, silently comforting Connor.
Once the driver stopped the engine and announced that they have arrived at the hospital, Connor didn't waste any time, and instantly jumped from the cab and busted the double doors of the hospital. He frantically ran to the receptionist and demanded his husband's whereabouts.
"Oliver Hampton-Walsh! What is his room number?" Connor pleaded breathlessly.
The receptionist hurriedly looked for the patient's name when he saw the curly-haired man's miserable state. "He is in Intensive Care Unit Room 404." When the nurse glanced up, he was not surprised that the man is already halfway to the stairs.
Connor skipped two steps at a time as he run to the fourth floor; it was faster this way than waiting for the elevator. When he landed on the fourth floor, he immediately turned right as the direction from the signs instructed him to; he breathed a sigh when he saw Oliver's family on the hallway.
"Oh god! Please tell me he is okay!" Connor shouted as he continued running towards them, but instead of a vocal response, he was greeted with a fist colliding his jaw.
"You mother fucking Bastard!" Aiden shouted and punched Connor again. "How dare you show your face in here!" Aiden grappled Connor's collar and gave him another punch.
"Wha—what did I do?" Connor stuttered; somewhere in the back of his mind, he knew that they had probably known about their huge fight, but he can't help but ask what he did wrong because his mind was still on a quest to see his husband. "Please, let me see Oliver."
"Are you making fun of us?" Another punch. "After what you did to my friend, you still have the guts to ask for Oliver?" Connor received a punch to his stomach. "We know everything, Walsh. Oliver told us how you treated him." Aden hit him hard on the face and threw Connor on the floor.
"You," Aiden, this time, kicked Connor; his anger never dissolved as he remembers the suffering that his brother-in-law had went through. "Fucking," Another kick. "Asshole," Aiden kicked him hard, but was still not satisfied even when Connor spluttered blood from his mouth. 'That wasn't enough, bastard.'
Gemma hurriedly ran to her brother when she saw Connor coughing blood on the floor. She shoved Aiden away from his brother and scooped Connor's head to her arms. "Oh my god! Connor… Connor are you alright? Connor talk to me!" Gemma frantically asked. "Why did you beat him up?" He shouted his question to the tall man hovering them.
"What my husband did to him is just physical pain, it will only take days to heal, but what he did to my brother is so much worse, that even his life isn't worth exchanging for," Michaela stepped in front of Aiden and replied menacingly. "You son of a bitch! Get out of here before we kill you!" Michaela threatened them.
Connor crawled out from his sister's embrace and knelt in front of Michaela. "Please… I'm sorry… please… I need to know that Oliver and my baby is alright… please, beat me up later, do whatever you want but please let me see them… Please…" Connor begged with what little energy he had left.
"Oliver is not fine, he'll never be fine." Michaela crouched down to level herself with Connor. "You know why, Walsh?" She asked him frighteningly. "…because he just lost his baby." Then slapped Connor and stood up to his position.
"He lost the baby because of you. You did this to him! You wanted the baby gone, right? Then, there you have it. Your wish has been granted. Congratulations!" Michaela accused him.
"no no no no… What did I do? What did I do?" Connor panicked. "Gemma… Gemma… please tell me she is lying… I didn't mean for it to really happen."
"Then why did you do that? Why did you have to say those things to him?" This time it was Aiden who questioned Connor. She knew Michaela wasn't a violent person, but she still let her wife hit Connor. "For what? …To scare Oliver away? …So that you could be with Julian?"
"I… I… please…" Connor was lost in his own excuse.
"Then mission accomplished, Connor. Oliver never wants to see you again." Michaela spat to his face. "I really thought you were different, I thought you really cared about Oliver… from all the information you asked me about him. I thought Oliver was lucky to have then I was wrong again. You're just another piece of shit that wanted to take advantage of his kindness."
"I do… I do care about him… Please let me see my husband, please… please let me see Oliver." Connor pleaded to all of the people staring at him. He needed to see Oliver, he needed to apologize to him and tell him that he loves him and that he didn't mean what he said.
"Who's your husband?" It was the booming voice of Kathy that resound the hallway.
Fortunately, they were only a few people who were admitted to this floor and Kathy was thankful for Laurel that she didn't call the security when Aden started hitting Connor. Honestly, if her son-in-law didn't punch Connor first, Kathy would have done it himself. She is still seething with anger whenever she looked at the boy who tortured his son. "You don't have a husband. You're divorced remember? You made him sign that divorce contract. You don't have the right to call him his husband anymore."
Everything is out; there was no escape for Connor. Everything that he did to Oliver hit him right in the face, and it hurts more than the punches he received from Aiden. Connor knew that they wouldn't let him see Oliver, but it didn't deter him from begging again. He had to see Oliver; he had to.
Connor knelt again in front of Oliver's family and pleaded like his life depended on it "Please… please I need to see Oliver; I have to apologize to him. I wanted to tell him that I regret everything I did to him, please… I won't believe what you said, not until Oliver told me. Please, I have to see him," Connor insisted.
"Mr. Walsh…" Laurel stepped in and knelt in front of Connor. She was angry at the boy in front of him, but she has to stay professional while saying her part. "Mr. Walsh, I'm Dr. Castillo, I don't know if you would remember me but I'm Oliver's doctor and friend. I… I was the one who was assigned to his surgery when he had a miscarriage." Connor head snapped awake when he heard the doctor uttered the words 'Miscarriage'.
"Oh god… no no no… This isn't happening…" Connor is still in denial of what happened to Oliver and their baby.
"Yes it is sir… I'm sorry, but we had to get the baby out, so that we could save Oliver," she said calmly. "But given the current situation, I advise you not to meet my patient now. He is still in post-trauma from the accident and it wouldn't be good for his health if we would force him to meet with you. Oliver couldn't recover psychologically if you keep on messing with his head."
Laurel stood up and faced Gemma. "So please, Madam. It would be deeply appreciated if you and your brother would walk out from these premises quietly," She said through gritted teeth; calmness and anger are fighting inside her to break her professional mask.
Gemma knew she was right, and was prepared to help Connor up. But his brother is stubborn as ever and still voice out his protest. "No no no no… Please… I have to see Oliver… I have to see him, please I haven't told him that I lo—"Connor never got to finish his sentence when succeeding punches landed on his body.
"I told you," Michaela slapped Connor on the face that even her own hand sting when it made contact. "…To get the fuck away" Michaela then kicked his balls. "…From my brother."
"Stop please… we'll go… stop!" Gemma pleaded for her brother's sake. "We'll go…" She pulled Connor onto his feet and round his arms to her shoulder, not bothering to respond when Connor still pleaded to see Oliver.
"Gemma… please… I have to tell him that I'm sorry…" Connor whispered through his busted lips.
The brothers rode the elevator, but instead of leaving the hospital, Gemma led Connor to the emergency room and helped him lie on one of the hospital beds.
"I have to get back to Oliver," Connor said as he tried getting up from the cot.
"Let them treat your wounds first, Connor," Gemma reprimanded his brother and pushed him to lie down again.
"I just lost my baby, Coop. No wounds can compare to that," Connor whispered before passing out.
Cornelia and Henry had rushed back to Ohio when they received Gemma's emergency call about Oliver's accident. They had just arrived in the hospital when their daughter called them to proceed to a room unit. The couple was expecting Oliver in the hospital bed, but they were surprised when it was Connor who was the one lying unconscious. Cornelia hurriedly ran to his younger son and burst into tears when he saw multiple bruises and wounds on his face and body.
"What happened?" She asked his older son.
Gemma knew her mom deserved the truth, so he told him everything, starting from the little mistake during Connor's vacation up to the incident earlier in the hospital.
"Did… Did I made a mistake for forcing Connor to marry Oliver?" Cornelia questioned herself while holding his son's hand. "It's my fault… It's all my fault I shouldn't have forced him into something he didn't want to do…."
"Mom… it wasn't your fault…" Gemma started. "It's not anyone's fault. What happened to Oliver was an accident, no one wanted for that to happen. Yes, Connor may have said those words to Oliver, but we knew he didn't mean it. He was just angry at that time," Gemma said to comfort his mother.
"But I shouldn't have forced him… I should've given him time to think for himself," Cornelia cried in his husband's arms, but still not letting go of his son's left hand.
"Mom, remember the party on New Year's eve?" Gemma continued when she saw her mother nodded. "You saw how great Connor and Oliver are together. You saw how Connor took care of his husband; he rubbed Oliver's foot in front of us without shame. He even increased the temperature in the room for Oliver's safety and didn't mind the complaints of the other guest or even his own comfort; we saw him dripping with sweat, but he didn't mind one bit because his priority is only Oliver and Mochi; it's like he's telling us 'damn you, I only care what my husband needs.'"
Gemma smiled as she remembered those less-dramatic memories. "So no mom, it wasn't your fault. If you didn't meddle with Connor's love life, he wouldn't have this kind of amazing relationship with Oliver. He might be a father, but with Connor still hung up over Julian, he will only care for the child and not Oliver. He would have continued his miserable relationship with Julian whilst being a father to Mochi, and he would have missed the opportunity to know how love should really feel."
"You really think so?" Cornelia sniffed, still heartbroken from hearing the bad news about his grandchild.
"I know so, in fact, he should be thanking you for forcing Oliver on him," Gemma said grinningly.
"Yeah… mom, thank you…" Connor whispered as he struggled to sit on the hospital bed. "It was my fault for letting Oliver slip through my fingers, it wasn't yours."
Cornelia broke into sobs and ran to his son, engulfing him into a big hug. "Oh my baby! Connor! Baby, are you alright?"
"Mom… ouch, you're hurting me…" Connor complained when his mother touch his fresh wounds. "How long was I out?" He questioned his brother.
"10 hours…"
"Shit!" Connor grumbled. "And to answer your question… no, I'll never be fine if I don't have Oliver by my side... He doesn't want to see me because I said those horrible things to him… he'll never forgive me… I… because I had this stupid thought that Oliver and I weren't for each other, that everything happened between us was a mistake, but the horrible thing is, right after I said it… I knew that we were. I hurt him; I hurt the person that I love more than anything in this world. So of course he'll never forgive me," Connor confessed dejectedly and let his mother hugged him.
Despite all the injury his son had attained, Henry didn't second think before smacking Connor hard in the back of his head; the occupants in the room were surprised at the sudden fierceness from Connor's father.
"Dad…" Connor glanced at his father while caressing the part where he was hit.
"Then what are you still sitting here and moping like a child? Stand up, be a man and face Oliver. Tell him how sorry you are, begged him if you must. But don't ever let that boy out of your sight," Henry encouraged his son with ferocity. "You made stupid decisions, we get that, because we all screwed up once upon a time, but it doesn't mean that it's the end of the world, Connor. I know you're still grieving for your child, we all are, but don't let Oliver go. You already lost a child, but you still have a chance to make things right with Oliver, don't let that chance get away. You have to show Oliver how sorry you are, and show him how you truly love him…"
Connor wiped the tears that fell during his father's speech. He was really grateful for growing up to a loving family. "Thank you," He said not only to his father, but also to his mother and sister as well.
Then with his chin held high, Connor frisked towards the other hallway with a mission to get his soulmate back.
*knock knock*
Oliver didn't bother to acknowledge his visitor. He was sitting on the edge of the hospital bed, dressed in his own casual clothes as he waited for his parents to settle their hospital bill. Oliver can go home now; after all the pleading he made to his father and Laurel for home hospitalization. Oliver didn't like the vibe that the hospital was giving him; he just wanted to forget the painful reminder why he was still in the hospital.
"Oliver…" Oliver didn't respond at the familiar voice. "Please Oliver look at me."
"I can't…" Oliver started to sob as he stared down the floor, but Oliver let the other man lifts his chin.
"What are you doing here, Thomas?" Oliver questioned the man in front of him.
"I came here for you. I came here immediately after hearing the news from Kathy. I needed to see for myself if you were alright."
"You saw me, and I'm not alright… now you can leave," Oliver sassed. He didn't mean to pick a fight on Thomas, but with all the things that happened, he just can't help but be angry at the world.
"Shh… Hackachu… please, don't be mad at me…" Thomas cooed and hugged Oliver. "Kathy told me what happened…Told me everything that Connor did. I'm… I'm sorry Oliver… I'm sorry about your baby…"
"Mochi…. Thomas, Mochi… my baby, Thomas, my baby…" Oliver wailed to his friend's arms. "I need my baby back, Thomas… Please bring my baby back, Thomas."
"Shh… Oliver, I… I don't know how to… I'm sorry…" Thomas parted their bodies apart and held Oliver's head between his palms, crouching a little to level his eyes with Oliver. "I… I can't turn back time Oliver, and change things… but… but I can help you with all the pain you are feeling right now. Come with me, let's get away. I'll help you heal. I'll help you get over him. I'll help you find that smile again. I'm here for you and I'm not letting you go again," Thomas promised Oliver.
"Come with me… We'll…We'll make our own family."
"I… Thomas…" Oliver stuttered and looked at Thomas's eyes, searching for sincerity in it. After a while of contemplation, Oliver stood up from his position and eyed the wedding ring on his finger. He slowly removed it from his left hand and dropped it to the floor.
"Take me away from here," Oliver said quietly and let Thomas gave him a chaste kiss.
"I'm sorry and I love you!" Connor shouted when he busted through the door of Room 404. He knew it was stupid, but he thought that he will not have another chance of saying it if Michaela was there inside the room and started beating him up again. He needed Oliver to know his real feelings before being killed by his husband's family.
He gasped when he saw the content of the room…Or rather the lack of it.
No one was inside.
He tentatively stepped inside the room and let his hand grazed the top of the bed. 'It's still warm. He was just here,'' Connor thought to himself, he was about to run and search for Oliver, but he stopped in his tracks when he stepped on to something. Connor lifted his foot forward and dropped to his knees when he saw Oliver's wedding ring on the floor.
"Oh god! Oh god! I lost him. I lost him!" Connor bawled and reluctantly picked the ring and clutched it to his chest. "Oliver! Please! Come back! Come back, Oliver!" He yelled to the empty room.
He was too late, that ring signifies Oliver's goodbye. Connor continued crying on the floor, and when he saw a pair of shoes on the doorway, he snapped his head up, thinking it was his husband, but to his disappointment it was only his mother who heard his yell of desperation.
"He's gone… Oliver's gone, mama…He won't come back…" Connor repeated to himself and continued bawling his eyes out. "Mochi is gone, Oliver is gone… They all left me."
Where should I change the status (from in-progress to complete) of the story? Should it be in the end of the "last chapter" before the epilogue or in the epilogue itself? Please write your answer in your reviews, I really don't know when I should change it from in-progress to complete. Advance Thank you!
Sorry I'm not really a fan of medical scenes so forgive me if you are confused with the first scene… hehe
Title Reference: Time Traveler's wife – referral about the numerous miscarriages that McAdams experienced in the movie. It's also referring to the urge that they all wanted to go back to their past and change their mistake.
Story Reference:
-Google it people… it will really take 18 hours of train travel to get to Philly to Michigan
Story Outline:
-Oliver Struggling for life
-Kathy telling about child's death
-Connor begging
-Kathy giving Connor the ring
-Oliver leaving with Thomas
-Connor looking for Oliver
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