Paudoc One Shots

deafened

       "Is it a boy or a girl?"Paula asked with purple eyes smiling. "Its a girl." He responded. Murdoc covered his mouth and smiled as he gasped. "S-Satan!" He said putting a hand on the lump in Paula's stomach. She smiled with eyes soft and purple. He always wanted a little girl, Paula couldn't care less what she had, just that she had something. Here she was with what she wanted. A something.

       A someone. Growing inside of her. The machine made a noise making Murdoc jump and the baby kick his palm. "Something wrong?" Paula asked. The nurse was examining the image of the baby onscreen. He took a close look. "The ears aren't developed too quickly...they seem to be growing just now." Paula blinked. "Wh....what will that do to her?" He removed his glasses and rubbed his eyes. "Could be nothing, the shell will look normal but there is a risk of the inside not functioning properly and may grow wrong. She may be deaf, or partially deaf, probably niether...by any chance have either of you smoked any form of illegal substance or had any form of addiction to alcohol?"

       Murdoc went pale and his eyes widened. Had his heart sank any lower it would leave his body. His hands were over his nose and mouth hiding his near tears expression, but anyone who wasn't blind could tell he held back tears of guilt. He was a recovering alcoholic and former junkie. Now he was paying for all he had done wrong. "My mother was a drug addict before she got pregnant," Paula said. "The results complicated my birth, she passed away a few days later..." Murdoc still sat there dazed and certain it was his own fault. He felt Paula's hand on his shoulder.

"This isn't your fault."

He looked away from her.

"Murdoc....look at me."

He didn't.

       She grabbed his head redirecting it her way as his eyes instinctively looked into hers. We could always abort and try for anoth-.....no. How dare he think like that? After one look he was in love. His brown red eyes traced over Paula's frame and refocused themselves on the lump. The mound of flesh growing a baby from inside. Murdoc put his hand on her baby bump and felt the baby kick. Paula gave a smile like she always did when the baby did that. Whether she could hear or not it didn't matter.

       He always wanted a little girl, Paula couldn't care less what she had, just that she had someone. Here they where with what they wanted. A someone. A little girl. Deaf or not, she would be loved. Like any other child. Perhaps like a fallen angel that landed in their arms. Perhaps she would be called Lucifer, or Lucy for short.