(Tobys pov)
~9 months a later~
I was in the hospital room, holding one of my baby's. She was the only one that made it, the other died.
We decided to name her Noell Marie Rodgers, her hair was the same color as mine, her eyes the color of her mother's.
Rose was so upset the others died, so wouldn't talk or eat. I pleaded, but it seemed like it was never going to happen.
Jane said she'd take Noell home and take care of her for me. I said yes, so she did.
Sitting in the waiting room was scary, I didn't know if Rose would make it but they wouldn't let me go back in.
After 10 days of waiting the doctor came in.
"Sir, um, I'm sorry for your loss"
My eyes widened as I stood up, shaking my head no and backing away. "No, no, no", I fell to my knees sobbing and repeating the words "no" over and over.
This can't be happening! It's not fair!
