Repetition

Wait For It

Chapter 3: Wait For It

Life doesn't discriminate 

Between the sinners and the saints

It takes and it takes and takes

***A/N: Sorry this has taken me so long. I hit a spot where I just didn't want to write and I just didn't have the time with school and college applications but I'm feeling this story again so hopefully I'll be able to post more and more stuff with it.***

"How's Lucas?" Addison asked as Brooklyn laid back onto the exam table.

"They took him up to surgery again about an hour and a half ago. I'm taking no news as good news." Brooklyn responded as she got comfortable on the table.

Addison nodded beginning the exam. "He's a fighter Brooks. And so are you."

Brooklyn gave a small nod and bit her lip. "I can't believe this is happening." She muttered as she shook her head. "All of this feels like one big nightmare that doesn't end."

Addison looked at her sympathetically. "It'll all work out, Brooklyn." She sat back up and looked at her. "I'm going to do an ultrasound. Just to make sure but everything looks alright. I doubt we'll find a heartbeat but I'll try for you." Brooklyn gave a small nod and lifted her shirt so Addison could spread the gel on it. Turning on the monitor they both watched until Addison came upon a small peanut shaped object followed by the sound of a small train. "There's your baby. You look to be about 6 weeks." Addison told her gently. "Are you okay?"

Brooklyn glued her eyes to the monitor. Pulling her eyes away she nodded wiping a stray tear. "I always thought I'd be doing this with Lucas. He would be here and I would be here and we'd both be so stupidly happy about it. And I am. I am happy but I can't let myself be happy because I'm stuck thinking about what's going to happen if Lucas doesn't make it. How am I supposed to raise a baby, his baby, and him not be here? It's-It's-I don't know. I'm scared.." She admitted quietly. "I'm so scared and I'm trying to be strong for Lucas and everyone else but this is the love of my life. The father of my child and I am terrified." Her last words came as a low whisper as she desperately tried to prevent herself from crying.

Addison looked at her with soft eyes. "Brooklyn..." Addison took a deep breath. "You don't have to be strong. It's okay. You're allowed to cry and scream and do whatever you need to do. You know why? Because he is the love of your life. He is the father of your child. He is who you want to spend the rest of your life with. And you can be scared, or pissed, or devastated that something like this has happened. So you don't have to hold it in okay?"

Brooklyn gave a weak nod and she wiped a few tears from her eyes. "I miss him. The one person I want to be with right now is him and I can't."

"I know." Addison nodded with a sigh. "I know."

Brooklyn thanked Addison and walked out of the room and up to the gallery shoving the copies of the ultrasound into her purse as she walked. Arriving in the OR gallery, Brooklyn looked down and saw the team of surgeons whom she was close with working as hard as they could to save her boyfriend's life. She sat down and, thinking she was alone, pulled out the ultrasound images. "Just you and me right now, Munchkin." She said out loud.

"So you are pregnant?" Lexie walked down a few steps causing Brooklyn to jump and scramble to put the pictures away at the sound of the voice.

"What's that supposed to mean? You knew?"

Lexie nodded. "Mother's intuition." She told her simply. "Are you okay?"