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“I-I can't do it, Lucas; I can't. It-it’s too soon."

I squeeze her to me before rasping in her ear, "Our baby's coming, Angel; bring him into this world; make us a family baby."

She sobs before she screams as she starts pushing.

Doc keeps encouraging her, but she's getting too tired.

“I-I’m so t-tired."

I swallow hard; she's lost a lot of blood.

"Come on, sweetheart, push for me; make me a grandpa before your brother."

I grin while Hawk snorts, and Leah lets out a little chuckle.

"Come on, Angel, push."

I urge her, and she does; she pushes with everything in her bearing down before we hear the most beautiful cry, making my tears fall.

"You did it, baby; you did it; he's here." I rasp in her ear as Doc places the baby on her chest.

He's got my blonde hair and is so fucking tiny.

He's perfect.

I'm so busy looking at our boy that it isn't until Leah goes limp in my arms that I realize something is wrong.

I look down and see her eyes shut. "DOC." I boom, making the baby cry, and he looks up after delivering the placenta to see Leah out cold.

I press my fingers against her neck.

No pulse.

Fuck.

"She hasn't got a pulse."

Doc swears, "Hawk, take your nephew; keep him warm."

Hawk does as instructed, wrapping my son in his cut, and I quickly move Leah onto her back and start CPR, counting my compressions before giving her mouth-to-mouth.

"Come on, Angel, you can't leave me; you can't leave our son; come on."

I give mouth-to-mouth again as Axel rings for an ambulance.

Doc takes over CPR after finishing stitching her up, and I fall to my ass, watching my girl slowly leave me.

Please, please, please.

I hear another cry and turn to see Hawk trying to calm my son. He needs me, but I need my woman.

I can't.

I can't be a dad without her. Hawk looks at me and sees the look in my eyes.

He rushes over and places my son in my arms before he rasps,

"Think about how Leah would feel right now if you refused to hold your son, her son."

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