Sweet redemption

Sweet redemption chapter 51

Sweet redemption

Chapter 51

Six weeks later...

Rick POV

News spread like wildfire that Mac was dead more to the point that he had been killed by someone we know, I know who it is but I'm not gonna do anything about it, can't say the bastard got what he deserved. The person should be arrested but why destroy someone that did what everyone wanted, he didn't deserve to live, and he would never be rehabilitated so he would've been executed. The army heads are wanting to find out who did it and will be sending some detectives to find out who did it. I'll do my best to protect who did it.

Emma POV

Groaning I stretch in bed, haven't been feeling all that well this past week I will have to go see Denise about it I've been feeling lightheaded and nauseous, I know the signs but I don't want it, all the other girls except one fell pregnant to Mac, I know this as I'm looking after their care, I was hoping against hope that I might be lucky and hadn't fallen pregnant that maybe stress was making me stop having my periods but no, the gods are just that cruel, as I sit up I have the sudden feeling of having to throw up. As I race to the bathroom. As my head is in the bowl there's a soft knock on the door.

"Babe? You okay?"

"No, I'm not Dar. I think I'm pregnant."

"Yeah, you are babe. Your boobs are huge again and now the throwing up, yeah you more than likely are."

"I'm so sorry babe. I didn't mean to be."

"Honey I know you didn't."

"Please don't leave me I need you."

"Where do you think I'm going? My number one girl needs me."

"I don't know what to do Dar. Do I have this baby? It's not its fault how it was made."

"Babe if you are, yeah I'll worry about you but I know you are a strong woman babe, and this baby, it's half you and I'll love it as much as I love Merlynn."

"I don't know if I can love it, what if it looks like him? Do I want a child that constantly reminds me of what he did? If I have it I might give it away to child services."

"Honey don't do that, I had friends that grew up in foster care, and to say they were maladjusted is an understatement."

"Maladjusted and understatement. Hmmm if I wasn't feeling like crap I'd be throwing you down."

"Yeah and I'd be letting you too. How about I look after you and then we head to the hospital and find out."

A while later with the kids dropped off at their various places, we walked to the hospital, Daryl was holding my hand, which isn't a normal thing between us. Yeah we do but most often we walk separately he wants to protect me more now, I love that about my man, he has such a good heart he never deserved any of this. I don't know what to do. We don't even really have a marriage right now, we share a bed but I don't want him to look at me. How can he? Indeed, I'll always be scared for the rest of my life. Now I have a worse permanent reminder, a child, how can I possibly love something that was created out of hate? What if he or she looks exactly like Mac will I be able to look at it? But would I be able to give up my child and never know what happened to him or her? Would whoever was raising it look after him or her properly and love it? I don't know what to do.

"Emma, what are you doing here? You don't have any appointments today?"

"I need Denise or Frank whoever's in today can I see them? Enid?"

"Yeah, Frank is here. Head to exam room three." Daryl and I look at each other and smile we've had some good times in exam room three. I'm sitting in bed.