There was the sound of a woman's choked out screams dying into loud pants, her sighs of relief echoing throughout the room.
A wailing infant, tiny fists pounding at the air around her as she took her first breaths.
Hushed whispers of the doctors surrounding him, huddled around the young woman's spasming frame as one of them shoved the screaming... thing into his arms.
A warmth filled his chest at the feeling of its soft skin pressed against his own, though it quickly ended when one of the doctors yanked his daughter out of his arms, rushing her to another room to presumably perform initial health checks.
The moment the babe was out of the room, he refocused all of his attention onto the woman sprawled out before him on the sheets, lying in a pool of her own blood.
The rest of the night faded into a blur of panicked voices, screaming, and the wailing of a child in the background, Vlad at the center of it all.
He couldn't tell left from right, wouldn't be able to recall his own name if asked for it, his thoughts a bleary mess.
He knew no peace until he was finally presented with the words he'd been itching to hear all night-
"They're both going to be okay."
It was only from that moment on that he felt any kind of joy or relief at the birth of his daughter.
He was officially a father.
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The Heart Of A Vampire
FanfictionThis story follows 19 year old Evangeline DeCarmille, the daughter of a French nobleman who is far too outspoken for her fathers liking and has been sent to live a humble life in the Romanian countryside for 2 years to get her out of the public eye...
