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“What happened?” I croaked.
“You’ve lost lots of blood”
“Our baby?”
“Don’t worry. We’ll check the fetus now. I had to go back and get the ultrasound here,” he told me, giving a deadly glare to Mike.
“You get a fortune for it, Edward. Do your job,” Mike snapped at him.
I was dying for him to look at me, to understand what he was thinking, but his face was a mask and I couldn’t get a clue if he was angry or sad or whatever.
I felt the cold liquid on my belly as the doctor placed the monitor beside the bed.
“Are you ready to see your baby?” Edward smiled.
I couldn’t keep the smile away from my face, I was so excited to see my baby. My eyes were glued to the screen as the doctor moved the probe on my belly. Then I saw a dark figure and I couldn’t help but lean toward the monitor.
“Is that-”
Edward interrupted me, “Yes, it’s your boy.”
I beamed at Mike and felt the joy boom inside of me when I saw his eyes shine as he came closer to the bed, close enough to hold my hand.
“Is that… is he… healthy?” he asked. He looked so out of his element and fidgety, not knowing where to put his hands, but I knew he was excited almost as much as I was.
“Yes, he is healthy,” Edward said timidly and rapid thuds filled the silence in the room, “Hear his heartbeats? Strong little boy.”
“Oh my… is this his heart?” The tears were welling up in my eyes as I listened to the heartbeat of small creature inside me… a magic from the darkness.
“Isn’t it a little too fast? Check him properly, doc. Are you sure he is okay? And what about Angel?” Mike glared at Edward.
“I told you hundred times already in the last two days, Mr. Harrison, Mrs. Harrison is alright. And your baby boy is as strong and as healthy as his mother,” Edward snapped.
“Two days?” I breathed out in shock.
“You’ve been sleeping for almost three days. He made you sleep most of the time,” Mike answered.
“You’ve lost some blood, Mrs. Harrison and when you woke up you were so scared it was messing with your blood pressure so I helped you to sleep as your body healed and relaxed itself,” Edward explained to me and turned to Mike before continue, “You should be a little more careful as you have sex. I’m not forbidding it, but just no extreme exercise till the baby is born would be my suggestion.”
Mike nodded and I could feel the darkness behind his eyes. The progress we made was losing its effect, he was shutting himself off again; I grabbed his hand and smiled at him.
“I told you we would have a Mike Junior,” I whispered.
His face was still stoic, but I knew him enough to understand his feelings by his eyes. He was shattered between the beast and the vulnerable boy inside him. I could feel his anger mixed with his concern. As he looked at me the concern had won. “Are you okay?”
“Yes. I feel great,” I beamed.
Giving me a paper towel to wipe the gel from my belly Edward cleared his throat. “Well, I’m done here. Everything looks good.”
“Thank you, doctor.” I smiled at him and gawked at Mike with shock when he grabbed the paper towel from me to clean my belly himself. He was so careful and I didn’t miss the way his thumb caress the swell then and there.
Doctor picked his things around the room, freed me from the needle in my arm, and smiled at me. “Take care of yourself, young lady.”
August 19, 2015– MIKE
Edward handed me a paper before opening the door. The moment he stepped outside I grabbed his arm, twisted it, and pushed him against the wall, loving the way his face smashed on the hard surface.
“Mr. Harrison!” he shrieked like a little girl.
