Screaming came from behind the closed door. Michael sat silently rocking back and forth in the chair. He groaned a little then continued to rock. He just wanted the screaming to stop... The pain that was so evident in every movement she made. He wanted to be there for her, but it was unbearable. How could he sit there and watch her contorting face without being mortified? How could he watch the love of his life experience so much pain? He knew she needed him but he couldn't bring himself to do it. So, he sat alone outside the door of their room.
She had insisted on a home birth but he now regretted his choice. Why did he have to be so complacent, so full of love? She was afraid she said so herself when she was first pregnant; Michael was beside himself with worry but still he was not there with her in the room. What if something does go wrong? He's never seen her in so much pain. What if this does kill her? He had to continually tell himself there was nothing to worry about.
He was just reprimanding himself with words like, 'she'll be fine,' or 'women go through this sort of thing all the time.' before his own thoughts were cut off by sudden silence, then the quite prominent panicking of the midwife.
"oh my!! Ahhh!" The air filled with screams once again, this time they were not from the patient...
A golden light slowly ebbed under the door and Michael's eyes widened as he rushed into the room.
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The Perfect Combination
FantasiaThe perfect combination, strong where the other is weak... complete opposites. But what if they're actually the perfect combination of human genes that creates... magic. Jynx and Daniel are often moving, their father has never been very forthcoming...
