Juliette Ferras and Aaron Warner have been running Sector 45 for two years now, and things are mostly the same... mostly.
When the world around Juliette crumbles, once again, becoming trapped in a cell.
With Aaron preparing to propose before Julie...
(A/N: any medical information in this chapter is most likely not accurate. I don't know much about injuries and stuff, so some of the things I'm writing about might not even be something that can happen, but, you know, let's just imagine that all the medical things make sense.)
(I also wrote this chapter when I had the flu, so some of it might not make much sense because I was kinda out of it. So yeah, that's why this chapter probably is really bad.)
~*{Aaron's Pov}*~
"Hello are here for Miss Ferras?" A nurse comes over to me and Kishimoto.
"Yes!" I stand up straight away.
"Is either of you the father of the baby that Miss Ferras is carrying?"
I nod. "I am."
She looks down at her clip board. "That would make you Mr Warner-Anderson then, correct?"
"That is correct, yes." I breath, I don't care about all this, I just want to know if Juliette and my baby are alright.
"Alright then, follow me then Mr Warner-Anderson, please follow me." She began walking and I rush to follow her. She takes me into a hospital room:
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and I can see my love laying on a hospital bed, oxygen mask, IV's and multiple other wires cover her small body. She looks so delicate.
"Your child is alright, the little one wasn't hurt, somehow." She says. "It really is a miracle that the baby survived." She looks over the chart in her hands again. "As for Miss Ferras, she has suffered a head injury, she had three ribs, a skeletal fracture, multiple deep wounds, several small breaks of bones like fingers, hip and jaw. She might experience fainting episodes, bad headaches and nosebleeds."
"Wh-when will she wake up?" I ask, trying my hardest to hold in the tears that threaten to spill out of my eyes.
"Any time now, sir. I'll leave you two alone, if she wakes up or something drastic happens, please press the call button above the hospital bed." She says before leaving the room, I take as seat next to her on the chair next to the bed.
"Oh love, please wake up, I need you. Our baby needs you." I sniffle. "Please sweetheart, please." I beg her.
She suddenly squeezes my hand.
~*{Juliette's Pov}*~
I open my eyes to a blinding light. "Ugh." I groan, everything hurts, my head, mostly, but my stomach, my jaw, my side, my legs, my arms. Everything.
Memories come back to me to me.
My baby!!
"Love?" I can hear Aaron's voice, I look to my left and see Aaron.
"Aaron!" I try and say up but there is something over my mouth. I panic.
"Juliette, sweetheart, it's alright, you're okay." He tries to calm me down.
I rip off the oxygen mask over my mouth, only to find that I am having difficulty breathing, but I don't care, there is one things I have to ask.
"The baby!" My hands fly to my flat stomach.
Aaron widens his eyes when he hears the breathlessness in my voice, he gently puts a hand on the back of my head and the other holds the mask to my mouth, helping me breathe.
"The baby is okay, he or she wasn't hurt." He kisses my forehead, both his hands remaining in the same place.
The relief that washes over me is a tsunami. My baby is okay. I look up at Aaron with tearful eyes. He looks back and says, "could you hold the oxygen mask for a second while I call the doctor to check on you?"
I move my aching arms and put my hand where his is, him now removing his hand and pressing a red button behind the bed. He then takes the oxygen mask back into his hand and I let go of it, letting my arms rest once again.
Not even a minute later, a lady and a man come in, both wearing scrubs, so they're obviously staff. "Miss Ferras you're awake." The woman said.
"How are you feeling?" Asked the man.
I try and speak but the oxygen prevents me from getting any sound out. I signal for Aaron to answer for me.
"She can't breathe without the oxygen mask." He looks deeply concerned as he faces both the doctor and the nurse.
Both medical staff give each other a concerned look. "Miss Ferras, could I take a look at you really quickly?" The lady asked.
I nod, even though it causes me withering pain.
She comes over and Aaron puts the elastic band for the mask around my head and then steps out the way, never letting go of my hand though.
"Alright, let me see." She pulls out a stethoscope. "Do you mind if I go under your gown so I can hear you lungs?" She asked and I nodded, again, with great pain.
"Okay, take a deep breath for me." She asked and I do so, causing me to couch. "And once more." I do it again, this time my coughing is more raspy.
The nurse then pull her stethoscope from my skin and writes something down into a clipboard she's holding. "It would seem as though you have a bruised lung."
I push the mask off my face again, I have questions I need to ask. "What does that mean for my baby?"
The nurse is quick to put the mask back over my mouth. "Please don't take that off until the bruising has gone down." She sighed. "Though, as for what you asked, nothing. The baby isn't going to be affected by any of the injuries you have endured.
That puts my mind at ease.
To be honest, after I know my baby is okay, I stop listening to what they're all saying, I can't ask them anything or tell them my opinion, so I naturally tune them out, as if they're talking about someone else and not me. I can hear Aaron speaking which mean that he is listening and asking this and that, which is good, because, then, he can fill me in with what I've missed.
My eyes become heavy and I slowly shut my eyes, I'm so sleepy. Slowly I slip into a deep sleep.
