Star crossed | Agatha all along

34| Twins

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Agatha ran through the forest, constantly looking back as if someone was following her but there was no one there. Agatha groaning as she continued to run, she knew she needed to get away from people, she knew it'd be bad it she didn't. Slowing her pace down as she let out a mix of panting and groaning, keeping the hood up on her cloak. Agatha trying to control her breathing as she made it the lake, slowly her pace to a walk, leaning against one of the trees as she groaned. Agatha was extremely pregnant, she was definitely going into labour, taking off her cloak, so she could get to her bag. From her bag she put out a knife, and a lemon, panting, holding her head against the tree as she did this. Agatha cut the lemon in half sticking one half in her mouth as she let the other half just fall to the ground, as she let out a scream which was muffled by the lemon. The muffled screams as she continued to push, hearing the sound of a baby crying, a little girl. But Agatha knew she wasn't finished, she knew she was carrying twins, as she held the little girl as the became weird, painful even. As she tossed her head back she saw a familiar figure in the distance, the figure drawing starting to draw closer.

"No. No."

Agatha said, putting the little girl down, almost pleading with the figure as they drew closer. She was pleading with the woman, she knew what the woman's appearance meant so of course she was begging. The woman just shook her head slightly as she twirled a flower in her hands. For some reason this made the little girl on the ground stop crying at start laughing, the woman laughed as she went to pick up the little girl.

"It cannot be."

Agatha said, not noticing the woman's actions towards the little girl, they were loving almost motherly.

"It must be."

The woman told Agatha as she picked up the little girl, only then was Agatha aware of the woman's actions towards the baby girl.

"Please don't take her as well."

Agatha pleaded with the woman, who was letting the little girl play with her fingers.

"I'm not here for her. It's alright little Valentina mother's got you."

The woman told Agatha before turning her attention back the baby, who sneezed, a flower crown appearing on the woman's head.

"You do this and I will hate you forever. The girl needs her twin."

Agatha told the woman, not calling the little girl by the name, the name meant strong and healthy, which was something exceptional coming from the woman who had just called the girl that. The woman taking a deep breath, taking her eyes off the little girl who had started to play with her hair.

"Please let him live. Please let her brother live. Please, my love! Please!"

Agatha begged the woman, Agatha didn't know the woman was there for both her and her son. As the woman looked down at the little girl who looked so happy and content in her arms, only then did they woman's conviction begin to falter, she would break every rule to protect this little girl.

"Please!"

Agatha was cut off by a groan, she was in pain, but she still wanted to save this little boy, she wanted them both to live.

"Please!"

Agatha continued, tears in her eyes, the woman looking down at the little girl, a smile on her face as she put the little girl back down.

"I can offer you only time."

The woman said, Agatha had her eyes closed so she didn't notice that the woman was looking at the little girl as she said this. The woman hadn't offered Agatha time, but the little girl, to be with her family, and not all alone like she was supposed to be.