38. This Is... The End

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A nurse sits you in a wheelchair and hurriedly takes you to a birthing room. Max is unfortunately stuck filling out paperwork. In the room, you are stripped down (by female nurses, of course) and dressed in a hospital gown. And, well, we all know what happens during birth. If you don't, boy are you lucky.

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Your eyes flutter and can't see anyone. You just see a straight up bright white light. Is this the hospital room still? I don't think I left... But the pain went away... Did I successfully give birth? After another minute, your eyes focus. Instantly, Max comes into view. He's grinning as wide as possible with tears flowing. "You did it, (Y/N)," he whispers happily to you. "Our little Tyler Alex LaPlume is alive." You turn to search for your son and finally see him.

"It's a beautiful baby boy," the doctor smiles, holding up the screaming newborn

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"It's a beautiful baby boy," the doctor smiles, holding up the screaming newborn. She hands him to a nurse who cleans him from all the blood. Then the baby ends up in your arms, laying on your chest. He was crying for only a moment; suddenly in your arms, he stopped. You smile weakly and continue trying to pace your breath.

They said delivery was hard, but this hard? Breathing shouldn't be this difficult, should it?

You didn't care at the moment. You just focused on your beautiful boy. Both parents were definitely in this child.

Max took form in the hair, nose, eyebrows, and chin. You took place in the eyes, skin, ears, and mouth. Either way, this healthy boy was beautiful, gorgeous, phenomenal.

Exactly like in my dream.

"I'm really proud of you," Max continued to grin, squeezing your hand. You sighed happily and closed your eyes, your grip on the boy loosening.

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Max

"(Y/N)?"

Her eyes close and our son starts crying again. The loud beeping of the machine next to (Y/N) starts to slow down and quickly goes flat. Completely.

The doctor instantly gets to (Y/N)'s side and starts doing a bunch of random shit. One nurse takes the baby out of my wife's arms and another pushes me out of the room. As I'm forced into the hallway, more doctors run into the room. Next is a hysterical voice over the intercom shouting, "Code Blue! We have a Code Blue in Room 146 of the Maternity Ward! Code Blue! Code Blue! We need all doctors to Room 146 of the Maternity Ward! Stat!"

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