Tear In My Heart

Chapter 57: (Grace's POV)

Grace lies in bed watching reality TV while shoving her face with milk chocolate. It's the week that her baby should be due. Misha and Grace found out their baby will be a girl. Her name will be Cassandra Rose Collins. Grace insisted that name so the two of them could call her Cass for short.

Grace hasn't slept much lately because Cassandra has been kicking her stomach nonstop. Misha is overhyped by the idea of being a father. He spent loads of money buying a crib, clothes, bottles, diapers, and stuff for her room.
Misha and Grace painted Cassandra's room baby blue, like Misha's eyes. They decorated it with a couple Supernatural posters. Grace's mother did not like that idea because she doesn't want Cassie to grow up and be satanic or something. Although neither Grace or Misha listened.

Misha walks up the stairs quietly, trying not to make Grace's headache worse.

He opens the door and whispers, "Are you holdin' up okay babe?"

Grace nods and opens her arms for a hug. He cuddles up next to her and the two rest for a while, enjoying the time they have to sleep before their baby will keep them awake  most of the time.

*couple hours later*

Grace sits up and yawns, finally waking up from her nap. She looks over and sees Misha sleeping. He looks so cute when he sleeps, she thought. All of a sudden, she feels the bed becoming wet.

"Misha! My water broke!" she yells.

He jumps out of bed and helps Grace up.

"It's okay Gracie. Just breathe."

The two get out the door as fast as they can and drive to the hospital.

"Her water broke!" Misha urgently told the doctor in the lobby. They get an emergency room quickly and lie Grace down on a hospital bed.

Nurses come in just as her contractions start. Misha holds her hand and she grips it tightly, tears streaming down her face. Misha calls their family to come and visit.

Hours of intense pain later, the nurses announce Grace is finally ready to give birth. Only one person can stay in the room and Grace picks Misha.

"1. 2. 3. Push!" the doctor says, pulling the head of the baby out of Grace. With one final push, their baby is pulled out completely, already starting to cry. Grace also starts crying at the sight of her.

Misha runs over as Cassandra gets placed in Grace's arms.

"Mish! Look how beautiful she is...oh my gosh." Grace whispers.

"This is our baby girl. I'm so happy." Misha answers, kissing his girlfriend on the cheek.

Grace hands Cassandra over to Misha just as she opens her eyes for the first time. They are sparkling blue, just like Misha's.

The two share a look of pure bliss. Finally, they can start a family together and live happily ever after...

Beep. Beep. Beep.

My eyes flutter open and I quickly sit up, pain shooting through my body. I look down to see I am on a..hospital bed? Then it all comes back to me. The car accident, the blood, the screams. I slowly lie back down with tears brimming because I don't know if Misha is okay or not. Minutes later, I hear the door click open and look up to see Misha. He walks towards me with a small limp.

"Gracie..." He trails off, clearly pained to see me like this.

"I'm so sorry. This is all my fault. I almost got you killed." He goes on, starting to tear up.

"Mish..It's not your fault at all. The roads were just icy. I love you." Grace reassures.

"I love you too." Misha answers.

The two of us share a kiss just as our family members walk in.

"Are you guys okay?! We got a call from the hospital saying you were in a car accident!" Misha's mother exclaims.

"Well, we made it." I answers with a halfhearted smile.

Misha and I notice our parents are holding presents.

"Since you couldn't go Christmas shopping..well we did it for you." Grace's mother answers.

"Oh my gosh, you didn't have to do that! Thank you so much." Grace replies thankfully.

They all hug each other and talk for a while, trying to have the best Christmas Eve they can considering the circumstances.

Grace lies back and enjoys this moment. She looks at Misha and can't help but smile. Sometimes she thinks he is a real-life angel.

Their family eventually has to leave because visiting hours are over. Now Grace and Misha are left alone in the hospital room.

"Gracie..I thought you died when I first saw you in the car. I love you, and I'm so  thankful nothing happened to you." Misha tells his girlfriend meaningfully.

"I love you, too. And as long as I have you and our baby girl, I will always be okay." I say. Misha shows a look of confusion on his face.

"What are you talking about? We don't have a child." He says, clearly thinking I'm joking,

"But..I just gave birth to her." I answer. I begin to feel just as confused as Misha.

"I'm sorry, Grace. You must have imagined having a child..the doctors did say you have a mild concussion." He replies, squeezing my hand.

It's almost too hard to process. Misha and I having a baby together..it was all just a dream?