Shot in the Dark: A Mick Mars X Ozzy Osbourne Story

Chapter 64: Babies from Mars Part 1 (Mick/Ozzy)

Part of this story.... the birth of the.... babies, something ELSE would happen and that is all I will say for now. It was a shock.... HUGE fucking shock well when I came around for me that is.... I will tell you I didn't quite make my 8th month, and by that, I mean as it turned out March 26, 1987....things REALLY came to a head and that's the understatement of the mother-fucking century....

Nearly what 10 days.... more days.... less.... things have been hazy.... PAINFULLY hazy. My belly has only grown ever bigger even....i just am scared.... this isn't fair!! Ozzy and I don't deserve to suffer so much.... but, at the same time....i gladly do it to bring our children into this world. I feel my strength draining.... i only talk when I must, and that KILLS me....it kills me not to play my guitar, to not have STRENGTH. Things.... EVERYTHING feels WRONG. Today especially, I haven't spoken at ALL. I wanted to walk the halls and I was refused by the Doctor.... i BEGGED ANYTHING TO TAKE AWAY THE PAIN...my lungs.... it's so HARD TO BREATHE. The oxygen is on overtime....

I taste the salt...always the salt of my tears....

"Oz..." I whisper, even saying my husband's name is a struggle....i NEED him...the pain is immense...and the pressure....

"F-Firefly.... don't talk. I know it's hard.... I'll get the Doctor...I..."

"No.... Oz.....HURTS." I managed to cry. "Breathe...s sorry." The most I've managed to speak in days.... I SCREAM....suddenly....i feel something wet and warm gush out of me and my eyes widen. "W-Wet...h-help....ME." Frantic shouting, running footsteps....Ozzy desperately trying to make me feel better, I think.... words start floating to me, sobs...my own...Ozzy's....the girls were supposed to be brought...I think.

I am in labor...I think that's what they are saying....and they need to...do the C-Section now.... prepping me...again, I am not sure.... all I know...is Ozzy cannot follow me into the operating room....

"Mick....god...they are...they have to take them out......and I can't fucking be in there!!..." Ozzy sobs, kissing me as if for the last time....it may well be. "I LOVE YOU MICK MARS-OSBOURNE....i will be here.... darling...firefly.... our children.... our children. Never fucking doubt that you are an amazing mother or partner....NO ONE can fucking hold a candle to you...I am just so sorry that I have done this to you...."

"N-Not....fault.... Ozzy....l-love.... you....an' kids....an' I will...I......."

A finger to my lips, "Please.... please my love.... save your strength. You my love are the greatest gift....my alien...my alien. My heart is going with you..."

"Oz..." Remember me......I will always....be with you.... always....and our children.

Ozzy breaking down...crumbling.... calling out to me...for me.......i begin feeling numb.... things coming thru in waves....me hoping for a miracle and that no matter what happens to me, my children survive....

Pressure, something being cut.... the scent of blood...that scent.... alone.... alone.... frantic shouting.... shock, I think....

I grow cold.... i want warmth.... tiny cries.... a long-sustained beep.

Goodbye my beloved Prince of Darkness....my angels.... ALL my Angels....

-Ozzy POV-

Out in the waiting room, Angel and Michelle CLING TO ME. We cling to each other.... everyone is here, even Vince Neil-Lee and Jake....Vince demanded, Jake didn't have the heart to stop him. My final moments with Mick haunt me.... everything has, the look in his eyes.... like it was our last goodbye....and I cannot be in the operating room....i cried out for him...to him....and I feel he heard me. Now we all wait...my poor little girls...my husband....