The Story Of Their Daughter (Steggy fan fic)

1951 Part 2

"Grab her," I hear a voice say. I'm picked up and thrown against a wall. They grab my wrist and I see them pull a needle out. 

"No!" I scream as I open my eyes to see that I'm in my room. Just a dream yet it felt so real. I could feel the pain of my head hitting the hard brick wall and the feeling of my wrist being crushed as it was grabbed. 

"What is it darling?" my mother rushes over to me. 

My face feels wet and then I realize I've been crying, "Another nightmare," I say quietly. They always happen more in the summer because that when I was kept in Germany. But lately they been getting more intense so much that I don't want to go to sleep. 

Mom climbs into my bed and wraps her arms around me, "Shhhh, it's okay. It was only a dream my love," she tells me. I grab onto her arms tight because the pain of remembering what happen in Germany is overwhelming. I thought I lost everything when I was there. My mom, my dad, and most likely my life I was pretty sure I was going to die there. 

"They feel to real to be dreams mom, I can almost feel the pain again," I try to say without crying but I fail. 

"I know, I know. Oh darling it's going to get better soon," 

"Hey sweetie," I hear my dad say, I look up to see him as he takes my hand. My mom lets go of me and to let me go hug on dad, "It's okay," 

"Is it going to get better?" I ask in a weak voice?

I can feel my dad hug me tighter before he said, "It's going to get better baby," Slowly I lay back down on my bed. 

My mom pulls my covers over me, "Goodnight my darling. I love you," I smile then close my eyes. I hear them both walk out and the door shut. 

"Peggy-" I overheard my dad saying.

"I know," my mother replies. 

"It's getting worse we need to take her to that specialist war doctor," 

"How is he going to help her? He has only treated grown men," 

"I know but we have to try," 

"You're right it's just-" I hear my mother start to cry, "Is it my fault that she is in this much pain? Should I have not let her go with you? Is my fault that her life isn't normal?" 

"Hey Peggy, you let her go because you both know she needed to. That choice helped saved thousands of people. What happened in Germany you had no control over and could never be your fault. Carter was born into this world as a gift to us and not having a normal life and her being able to handle it is a part of that gift. We are going to get her help. Our baby is going to be okay," 

I never thought of me being born was a gift to my parents. Maybe that's how a lot of parents see their kids as gifts to them. Maybe that's why they love us so much because we were a gift created from love. Whatever is it I know I'm loved, I'm alive, I'm not in Germany anymore, I'm safe.