Two Ghosts

Chapter 32

FOUR MONTHS LATER

It's a late snowy afternoon on March 25th. It'd be just like any other normal day other than the fact that Elowyn had been in labour since the early hours of this morning. Her waters broke when we were asleep and she ended up waking me up, crying and apologising profusely. After making sure she was okay, I ended up helping her downstairs and calling her midwife.

When the midwife asked a ton of questions I wasn't really sure how to answer, Elowyn snatched the phone from my hand, grumbling about me being no help. Hormones. While she was on the phone, I made it my job to head back upstairs and strip our bed, throwing the sheets into the washing machine before putting on new ones before I headed back to Elowyn.

I was only wearing a pair of black shorts and a white graphic tee. Elowyn is only wearing a sports bra as she stays on her hands and knees in our bedroom, one hand holding her up, the other rubbing her bump as I rub her back soothingly.

With every breath she takes, she lets out a long pained groan. She's told me that she doesn't think she can do this more times than I can count. I reassure her every time and she always smiles up at me before pouting her lips slightly, silently asking me to kiss her as if that would ease her pain.

Elowyn wanted to have a home birth. I wanted her to go to the hospital to be surrounded by professionals and all the medicines she could ever need, but after being reassured by both my wife and her midwife, we came to an agreement to have a few nurses here with us while she brought our baby into the world.

"I-Is it too late for an epidural?" Elowyn cried out, her face scrunching up in pain.

I look over to the midwife, a brow raised as I wait for her reply.

"I'm sorry, Elowyn. You're already just about eight centimetres dilated, honey. It won't be long before you're both holding your beautiful baby. You've got this."

As Elowyn cries out, her face scrunches up once again as she squeezes me tightly. Tears glaze over my eyes at the sight of her in so much pain. I quickly wipe away the stray ones as I help my wife to her feet.

The midwife guides us to the bathtub that had been filled with water. We slowly ease Elowyn into the water and I run to the kitchen to grab her some water before rushing back to her and holding it to her lips for her to drink.

"I can't do this, Harry." Elowyn shakes her head after drinking half of the glass, "I don't want to do this."

"You can do this, baby." I smile softly, pressing my lips to her forehead as she squeezes my hand tightly, "You're the strongest woman I know, yeah? Our little girl will be here in no time and you won't be in pain, okay? You've got this. We can do it, I promise."

I see the ghost of a smile on her face before she lets out an agonising scream, squeezing me harder than before as her eyes crunch shut.

"She's coming!" She cries out, "H-Harry... she's coming."

Fear and panic flood through me as I stay frozen next to her. After the midwife and nurses check how far she has left, the midwife lets us know that it's time for her to start pushing. Elowyn has one hand on the bathtub, the other squeezing mine tightly as she pushes, screaming with each movement.

I wrap my arms around her and whisper encouraging words to her as she leans into me, her body weak as she slowly but surely brings our baby girl into the world. There's a pause in her screaming before she lets out one more scream as the nurses rush around, the midwife reaching between her legs.

"One more push, Elowyn. You're so brave, sweetie."

I look at the midwife as she speaks to my wife. Elowyn turns to me and gives me a hard glare making me furrow my brows.

"You are never coming near me again! I swear... I swear I'm going to cut your dick off once I'm healed."

I try not to laugh at her words as the nurses stifle their laughs.

With one more push, it wasn't long until our girl was being lifted onto Elowyn's chest. I can't stop crying as I cover our baby with a towel, watching as Elowyn cradles her head softly. I press a kiss to Elowyn's forehead before doing the same to Darci's.

I can't take my eyes off my daughter. She's the perfect mix of Elowyn and I. My dark curls, Elowyn's cute nose and lips and my eyes. She's so beautiful.

I've never loved anyone more than I love Elowyn and Darci.

"God..." I breathe, my eyes never leaving my girls, "She's so perfect. Look at her, Elowyn. She's fucking perfect."

Elowyn looks up at me, one hand on our daughter's back, rubbing softly as she lifts her free hand to my face, wiping my tears as I sniffle quietly.

"She's gorgeous." Elowyn nods slowly, "She's got your hair."

It isn't long before I'm asked if I want to cut the cord. After asking about a million questions on whether it would hurt either of them, I eventually agreed and was handed a pair of surgical scissors. As I move back up to Elowyn, she smiles tiredly.

"Do you want to hold her?"

I blink at her before nodding. I carefully take Darci from Elowyn's chest, my hands shaking as I hold my girl. She stares up at me with big beautiful eyes and I know that for the rest of my life, she's going to have me wrapped around her tiny finger.

"God, Elowyn. I can't believe we made it." I whisper as I run my finger down Darci's nose, "I love you. I love you both so much."

"I love you too, H, baby. Forever."

THE END.

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Thank you so so much for choosing to read Two Ghosts. I've loved writing about Elowyn and Harry and I hope you've loved them as much as I do <3