Rainbows after Hurricane

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It has been exactly thirty six hours, and thirty minutes that Dianna had been brought to hospital and has been unconscious. And, it has been the exact amount of time where Zach's been having second thoughts about everything he'd been feeling and believing and doing since Ashley's death.

Is he right for blaming Asher?

Is he right for throwing his best friend out of his life?

Is he right for not accepting Asher's love for Dianna?

But, most of all is he right for not forgiving Asher?

These questions has been haunting his mind ever since they stepped inside the hospital which has made him so restless that he has not been able to sleep even for half a second. Jason, Meredith and even Asher had managed to sleep, no matter how short it was, but they did get a few hours of sleep, whereas, Zach has not been able to get any. Not because he wasn't tired but because the amount of guilt was too much to let sleep consume him.

               "Hey, can you move over?" A voice calls breaking Zach's train of thoughts and bringing him back to reality from his troubled land of world.

Zach looks at the person and gives a weak smile. "Yeah, sure." He says and shifts on the bench he's sitting.

              "Thank you." The man says with a polite smile, plopping down onto the bench. He releases a deep sigh as soon as he sits down, closing his eyes for a brief minute.

               "Rough day?" Zach starts, observing the man beside him.

He nods. "Totally. I can't even describe. What about you?"

              "Same." Zach shrugs.

              "Trust me, I know the feeling." He says with a light chuckle. "God, I can't wait for this hurricane to be over."

              "Yeah, me too. If you don't mind me asking, why are you here, in the hospital?"

At this, the man gives a smile that lights up his whole face but at the same time, he looks torn as well. "I am here for my wife."

             "I am sorry."

            "No, don't be. I don't know if I should be happy or sad."

             "What do you mean?"

            "My wife is currently in the operation theatre, giving birth to our first child." The man says, happiness radiating off of him in big waves.

            "That's great. Congratulations." Zach beams, feeling glad to hear some good news after what felt like an eternity. "But, why aren't you with her inside?"

             "Thanks, actually I get squeamish seeing blood. I can't stand it so my wife suggested me to sit outside." He replies. "It's been one hell of a night. Suzzane, my wife, she's been into labor for at least sixteen hours and finally she's been moved to the OT. I am happy that we're having a child but at the same time I hate to see her in such pain. I haven't heard her scream so loud ever in my life until now."

              "You really love her." Zach comments silently, his mind wandering to his long lost love.

              "Yeah, I do. She is everything to me. I can't believe we made a baby together. It's an amazing feeling."