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

Chapter 67: Babies from Mars Part 4 (Ozzy)

Days pass by like hours.... like minutes and yet as a whole last for an eternity. It's been I think about 2 weeks now.... two...WEEKS. Then again...I don't truly know. All I DO KNOW...is it's been hell being without Mick...him here physically but not here at once. He's had some close calls even in sleep.... All of this kills me. Of course, family even with everyone having their own children, are here...they rotate. I need that.... but I feel so lost.... without my firefly....

But oh, the bitter-sweet moments:

On March 28, mine, and Mick's wedding anniversary......later in the morning.... or early afternoon...again with the damned time thing...but little Josephine Michelle Lee, was quietly brought in by Jake. He'd told me that Vince was sleeping at the moment and that he knew I'd let it be known if he and Vince needed anything to let me know.

Jake told me, as carefully I was holding Josephine and crying.... crying for my children, for Mick.... My Mick...

"You didn't have to do that Oz.... You don't have to worry about that. You shouldn't. we are all worried about you...Mick...your children. I did see your quadruplets...damn I thought.... your twins were small...still they are so precious...stubborn like Mick and really like you.... they have his sprit I can tell." Jake stated tearfully, wistfully as he took his daughter carefully from me as I'd broken down....

Michelle and Angel....when they met their four new siblings for the first time....and that was the most bitter-sweet of all. My heart broke as they saw Mick lying there so still....and seeing their brothers and sisters so small....still growing...struggling in any way...slowly but surely whom were getting there.

"Daddy.... Why not cwy? when mummy wake up?" Angel's blue eyes...Mick's eyes filled with tears, she like her mother looking straight thru me.

I sighed heavily, "They are still developing meaning their little lungs are still growing so they can breathe better.....and your mum.....your mum...." Here I'd broken down. "I hope.... for a miracle, but don't t-truly know."

"Dey' so tiny daddy.... they be, ok? Mummy?" Michelle's little lip trembled; eyes filled with tears.

"They will be.... they are strong...stubborn just like your mother....it will take time." I hug my oldest girls to me, as they meet their siblings.... all the while our eyes constantly traveling to Mick.

"Mummy Weawwy alien daddy.... four babies." Angel states, making me choke back a chuckle or a sob.... it was both really. 

"Your mother is he IS an alien....my beloved alien.... now, you did wash your hands, yes?" Both nod and show me their clean hands. "You must be very, very careful, ok?" They nodded seriously and so I showed them how to do skin to skin safely with Johanna, Azalea, Les and Robert, which for them involved reaching through the openings in the special bassinets. It was very fucking emotional...still is and they didn't feel quite confident yet in actually holding them to their little chests...though that would come, I assured them it would be ok. Still, they loved their brothers and sisters dearly, telling them all about their mother and I....

Which brings us back around to now:

2 Weeks have passed.... WEEKS. it's fucking killed me as I have said.... I am so damned lost without Mick. At the moment, the Simmons-Sixx clan is here....the others are home with their families. And with help....and making sure my oldest girls are clean, very clean....one at a time, the each of them are holding or working on finally holding their brothers and sisters.

"Daddy sure be ok?" Angel looks so uncertain, breaks my heart. Michelle says much the same.

"It will be...I promise you both. I'll help you ok....you must be very careful with them and listen to what you are told." Gently and seriously at the same time. They nod, tearfully...they understand as they listen to instructions, course I am really doing the actual holding if you will. Angel 'holds' Robert as Michelle 'holds' Les....Gene Simmons is helping Michelle, meanwhile Nick and Sophie are gathered round my oldest girls, mesmerized....Nikki is taking pictures, he'd insisted and I agreed, so Mick could have them.....there are tears in everyone's eyes....the bitter-sweetness...the pain of Mick's unnatural sleep is a cloud that is hanging over us all.....ah, sorry back to the holding in progress....

"Robert wook Ike mummy.... he so small....he get bigger wight daddy?" Angel's eyes are on her brother, I hear her little sniffles.

"He does like...so much your mum...." I trail off, trying to breathe and steady myself. "He will get bigger...so will Les and your sisters. Daddy will make sure...I PROMISE."

"Les wook like ew and mummy daddy....pweetyful.....i wish mum was awake....daddy why wont he wake up? Does mummy hear us?" The hardest questions to be asked.... the most heartbreaking......

"He...almost went to be with the angels this time....they saved him. He gave his life for not just your siblings...but the two of you. He did this despite...his spine...his pain...because THAT is how much he loves us all." Tears stream down my face. Angel and Michelle, murmur to their little brothers.... telling them stories of Mick and I...then after awhile they hold their sisters.... again with the bloody bitter-sweetness....a pang in my heart....for Mick is here...but not HERE to SEE.

Finally after enough time, sadly the four little babies...MY babies...,mine and my husband's are taken back to the NICU....i break down......

"I...I....Gene...Nikki....GIRLS....i am sorry...s-so...sorry...I...Keep....oh and Nick...Sophie....I..."

"Ozzy, ya know you don't have to keep apologizing. This...is hard on us all.... You and your children especially. You are doing amazing considering the circumstances....with all of your children....you are there for them, for your family...and for Mick. I don't know where I'd be without him. His advice ended up saving me, leading me to the love of my life...and our children. It hurts....its hell, its bitter-sweet...but you...NONE of us are alone."

"T-Thank you...G-Gene....and...I...you are right.....Mick really keeps us all together....he is my everything....I just really miss him....and I...how do I deliver the shock of a bloody lifetime to him once he wakes? That he's been asleep for so long? He will blame himself for Vince going into labor early...putting EVERYTHING on hold...that's not true though...none of this is his fault." Quietly, as I feel myself tremble. Michelle and Angel clinging to my legs desperately.

I blink and they've both managed to climb into bed with my husband.... i mentally beg him to wake up...to SEE....and I hope as always, he can FEEL. They fall asleep clinging to Mick...drifting off to the sound of his heart. Next thing I know, Nick and Sophie climb in my lap wanting to make me feel better....fucking touches me so much.

"You know what you'd said Oz.....its true he DOES keep us together.....and having to tell him...say the words....Mick is an alien for a reason, he knows shit....reads between the lines. But still.....the album....music videos and all that can wait until he's healed....FULLY. I don't care how long it takes...all I care about....is...my best friend being alive, opening his eyes and seeing his children...reuniting as it were with you Oz. He's always been there for me, especially with my own children since I was pregnant. I can never forget that." Nikki says, stammering at times.... sobbing. Gene I note wistfully, holds and comforts Nikki....me longing to do that with Mick.

I remember this particular day well.... every single, beautiful.... sad...and painful moment.... each and every eternal and yet fast-moving day. Mick sadly would sleep for two more weeks, each day.... checked for Brain damage just in case, a miracle there was none. He IS and was a miracle. Our quadruplets grew...their lungs grew, to where they could receive milk from Him directly......I was told, that Mick SHOULDN'T have more children. I knew that would kill him; the Doctors meant he couldn't...he couldn't survive a third pregnancy. We only had the six children....and I told him when he awakened, and I tell him know I would have loved him even if we didn't have any of our children.

The day Mick woke FINALLY....was a month to the date from our quadruplets birth......and as I have said in many instances, I remember every moment.... every detail as if it was yesterday.

A/N: SO much bitter-sweet and sweet moments.... Angel and Michelle holding their siblings...Ozzy still struggling. Next chapter shall perhaps at last see Mick awake and him seeing his children and being reunited with Ozzy.