Note (from ao3): YIPPEE!!!!
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Grace Field, Plant 1, May 2nd, 2057, 6:30pm
Today is the day the new baby arrives. Please let it be someone else bringing me the baby. Please don't let it be Jasmine. I'm not in the mood for an argument today. Please!
I let out a sigh of relief when I see that it's not Jasmine. Thank God!
I frown immediately after though. I take a good look at the sister standing there and my eyes widen when I recognize her. She has her back turned to me and is checking up on the babies.
« Gilda? »
She turned around and her eyes widened once she saw me.
« Emma... you're alive. Anna told me she saw you but... we never had any news from you since you left headquarters after giving birth. »
I approach Gilda and take her in my arms.
« They sent me back home only three days later. I'm so glad you're here. »
We backed away and smiled at each other.
« Oh! Right. I'm here to deliver you the new babies. »
« And Jasmine sent you? »
Gilda shakes her head.
« Actually, Jasmine doesn't know it's me. Minerva asked Mama to send me with those two. »
Gilda shows me the two babies and my eyes widens.
« Are they... »
I hear Gilda chuckle.
« They are your babies. Mama also told me that 78794 and 88794 don't have names yet. »
« Really? »
I look back at Gilda to see her nod, a smile still on her face.
« My babies. »
My little boy let out a loud laugh while my little girl only smile.
« What are their names going to be? »
I think for a moment before taking them both in my arms.
« Their name will be... Frey and Mujika. »
« Mujika? Isn't this the name... »
« Of a demon? I know. Glad to see you heard about her. You know, she helped our family to find a safe place to stay. They're safe thanks to her. Carol, Thomas, Lanni, Chris and Alicia told me last time they came. »
I turn to look at Gilda. I give her a smile.
« Thank you, Gilda. »
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B06-32, Bunker, December 19th, 2056, 5:00AM
We rush inside of the bunker and to the infirmary to take care of Rose's injuries. Zack had managed to stop the bleeding and make her state stable, but we still needed to treat her wound and make sure there were no infections or anything.
Sandy came to help Zack take care of her. The adults, who told us they were nurses, went to help them as well. We all stayed outside to let them work. I couldn't stop but to worry, for Rose.
I kept pacing in front of the room, waiting for any kind of news. Please... Rose, you better not die on me!
Zack and Sandy came out a couple of hours later. Once they saw me, they smiled.
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History repeats itself
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