History repeats itself

A mother's grief

Note (from ao3): Thank you to corelie.love on insta for this beautiful cover!😍

It contains scenes and futur scenes of this story! Every characters that you might not recognize are kitty's OCs (except for Emma's children! They're mine!)! OCS that we will meet in the futur for some, and some that we already met! (Like Jasmine for example) You might even recognize some from the cover of the story that I made (the official one that we can see on chapter 1 and 2)

Enjoy! ^^
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Grace Field Headquarters December 27th, 2052 10:00pm

I've been writing a lot more to that scientist lately. Well, it's not like I can do anything else anyway since I'm locked up in my room- cell, all day because I'm pregnant. I don't know how he's doing it but, his letters always end up near my ro- cell so I can always find them easily without having to sneak out.

*sigh*

Me... pregnant...

I told him of course. He was saying that, once he finds a way to deactivate the bomb device in me, we will be able to leave. I told him that I didn't have any bomb on me of course and that I had that weird metallic bracelet instead. I've almost figured out how to deactivate it without alarming anyone!

I told him that we wouldn't be able to leave so soon since I'm pregnant. I haven't received his answer yet. I'm still waiting. His letters are actually the only fun thing that have been happening to me in the last couple of months. Years. I should say years.

That's not true actually. When I felt my baby move for the first time, it was like I was living again. Like I was learning what smiling was for the first time again. I was so happy that I even cried. I still want to cry just thinking about it. The nurse that was taking care of me to make sure my baby was all right made me listen to the heartbeat during the ultrasounds. I cried for days after each of them.

It's my baby! It's mine! Haha!

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I can't let them take it away from me. I don't want my baby to just be another cattle child destined to become demon meat. I have to tell the scientist that we'll need to leave with my baby as well. If he doesn't want to, I'm not leaving. Not when I know that my baby could die at any moment in this place.

I can't do anything but wait for now.

Nothing was out of the ordinary today so far. I'm feeling fine, just humming a lullaby to my baby, when a pain goes through me. I don't know what it was but it hurt.

I think it's my baby. Am- am I-

It hurts so much. So much that I let out a scream in hopes of catching someone's attention. I did catch some sisters' attention, mom's too. They immediately brought me to the delivery room.

I'm so scared.

During the delivery, I almost pass out a couple of time. It hurt so bad. I can barely breathe properly. I'm covered in sweat. I can only scream.

Can the scientist boy hear me? I wonder what he would do if he was here... Would he stay by my side to comfort me? Would he hold my hand? Would he tell me reassuring words? Just like in the stories we read back at Grace Field?

I don't know... but I like to imagine that he would.

Maybe that's how I wish my delivery will go, even if I know it's impossible.

Hours. It lasted for hours.

When I heard my baby's cries, I felt so much relief. Until they took it away. Despair fell upon me as I tried to reach for my baby.