Worlds Collide

Chapter Seven

Emma's POV
28th of September
Dear Diary,

She proposed, and we have only known each other for a month and a half! What was I supposed to do?? "Regina, don't get me wrong please," I pleaded. "But we've known each other for a month and a half. We haven't even said what our relationship is at. We can't go from flirting to engaged this fast. That's way too fast. I love you, I really do. I'm in love with you. But it's too soon." She nodded sadly. "I understand," she replied. I kissed her, and took the ring. "What are you doing?"

"Just because I rejected your proposal, doesn't mean I won't wear the ring," I said, smiling and slipping the ring onto my left ring finger. "Now, people will know that I'm off the market." We giggled. "But... Just... Curious... Are we... Girlfriends?" she asked shyly. "Yes!" I replied, kissing her. We walked back to her place, hand in hand. I took a second look at the nursery, and smiled. "This may be super, super forward of me, my Queen," I said, giggling. "Yes, my soldier?" she replied, laughing. "Can we have this baby?" I asked. "Babe, I'm already having the baby," she chuckled.

"No, with me," I burst out. "Baby..." she said, smiling and with tears in her eyes. I kissed her passionately, and she pulled away, smiling. "Babe, I'm ready," she said. Oh, shit! "Babe... Ar—are you sure?" I asked. She nodded. "Is it safe for the baby?" I asked. "Yes, it will be fine," she said, pulling me to her bedroom. We took our clothes off, and we looked at each other in love and seduction. It was a night of passion that I will never forget. Even now, while I write this, Regina is asleep on my bare chest, with her stomach containing our baby.

Regina's POV
28th of October
Emma and I went to an ultrasound this afternoon. I'm so happy we chose each other, and that we're having this baby together. We are so in love. We do everything together. We're planning on going to the Gold Coast in Australia to go to Movie World, Wet N Wild and Sea World. I'm so excited. We just needed to get the all clear from the Doctor, and we'll be off. So, we went to the ultrasound, and what we found out there was heart-wrenching.

"You're carrying twins, but the chances of this smaller one surviving are very slim," the doctor said. I burst into tears. "You have the option to terminate the smaller one now," she said. "What are its chances of surviving?" I asked. "Only 1/10 babies survive this, and you'd need a caesarian to give birth," she replied. "I want to give it a chance," I replied instantly. Emma placed a hand on my hand, and smiled at the doctor. "Thank you, Dr. Green," she said, and Dr. Green walked out. "Baby, I'm so sorry," she said. I just cried.

"No," I said. "My baby will get through this. I know it." Then she got off the chair, crouched down, and placed two kisses on my stomach. I pulled her up, and kissed her. I kissed her like there was no tomorrow. We smiled into the kiss, then left for home.