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I braced myself for the worst, tears already welling up in my eyes. I sat up a little straighter as the doctor looked at me nervously. "Harry Jr. is having trouble breathing," the doctor said, causing me to burst into tears. Harry held me close to his chest as I wept, the doctor leaving the room.

I couldn't help thinking that Harry Jr. was going to die, even though the doctors could always treat him and give him more oxygen to help his breathing. I slowly got out of bed, walking to Harry Jr's room.

I whispered, "It's going to be okay, you're going to live a long and healthy life with your family. I love you and your father and brother and sister do too. We all love you and you're going to be okay. I love you." I wiped the tears away from my eyes and kissed Harry Jr's forehead before leaving his room.

Just then, an alarm sounded and the doctors came rushing past me, running right into Harry Jr's room. I whipped around, watching as the doctors scrambled. "HE'S STOPPED BREATHING. CODE ORANGE," the doctor yelled from inside the room.

I walked to the corner of the room and slid down my wall and put my head between my legs, crying until I had no more tears left.

"Nikki?," someone called from across the hall. I looked up at the doctor, "Is he gone?" "He's fine, but he has fluid in his lungs, causing him to stop breathing at times. We're going to keep him in the hospital until the fluid is gone, I'm sorry...," the doctor responded, causing my heart to drop.

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Author's Note;

This is really short, but since we're so close to 20,000 reads, I needed to update. I'm off from school all week so I'll try to update one or two more times and LONGER updates! Thank you for reading! :)

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