Until the World Stops Turning (A Baby Quintis FanFic)

Chapter 15: How To Save A Life

Toby's POV

     It's been five minutes since Happy jumped. I'm a total mess. I feel like someone has just ripped my heart out and stomped on it. The backup has sent down some rescuers to save Happy. Ten minutes later, Happy's body is found. She looks pale and her expression is care free and worriless. She is put in the ambulance and is rushed to the hospital. Her heartbeat could not be found, but the baby's was strong. Ugh. How am I  supposed to live without Happy? She's my other half. Without her, I'm nothing. She makes me happier than anything in the world. I don't even know if she is going to be saved. I get in my truck and follow the ambulance to the hospital. Happy only had an eight percent chance of surviving that fall, but I'm still going to stay with her until any more information is known.

     I get into the emergency room and Happy is rushed into the first room on the left. The doctors are doing their best to save Happy. The blonde doctor grabs the defibrillators and speaks to the others.
"Charge 200." She says. No response from Happy.
"Charge 300." She says. Still no response. She grunts with frustration.
"Charge 360." She says. Once again, no response. My world starts crashing down. Suddenly, I feel faint. I sit down and watch the doctors try and help Happy. I'm surprised that they are using defibrillation on Happy because she's pregnant and it could possibly harm the baby...oh shit! She's pregnant!
"Excuse me? That's my fiancé. She's 23 weeks pregnant! You have to try and at least save the baby. Please." I say frantically.
"Okay sir. Please stay seated as we try a different approach." The doctor says. I sit back, not even bothering to mention that I'm a doctor. The pain is too much to handle. Why would Happy ever do this? Why??
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Happy's POV

     I'm surrounded by darkness, finding it hard to breathe. I try to open my eyes, but I can't. Am I dead? Or am I dying? I then randomly think of the song Chasing Cars by Snow Patrol. Memories of Toby and I start coming to me. All I can think of are the lyrics.

"If I lay here. If I just lay here. Would you lie with me and just forget the world. Forget what we're told. Before we get too old. Show me a garden that's bursting into life. All that I am. All that I ever was. Was here in your perfect eyes, there all I can see. Let's waste time. Chasing cars. Around our heads. I need your grace. To remind me. To find my own."

Then I begin to wonder. Would Toby lie with me as I die? Let's just face it. I'm practically dead and these are my last thoughts. So, I'll make them worth the while. Toby. If you can read my mind right now. I love you so much. You're my other half. I'm sorry for doing this to you, but I just wanted to tell you that I love you and-
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Toby's POV

     "We got a heartbeat!" I hear the doctors say. I jump up and rush to Happy.
"Happy, I know that you can't hear me right now, but I love you so much. I meant what I said the other day. You could do anything to me and I will always be there for you. I will make sure that you are always safe and feeling loved. I will always want you, Happy. You take my breath away-"
I say, choking up as I hear a beep and the line on the heart monitor goes flat. No! Happy! I just got you back! No! No! No! The doctors rush in and try to revive her, but this time, she was helpless. I sit there and cry silently. "Sir, we are going to remove the baby and put it in an incubator. The baby is still growing, so this is a very delicate procedure. As of your fiancé, we have one other approach. We are going to hook her up to a machine that will provide her with the oxygen that she will need to get her heart beating again." My eyes light up with hopefulness.
"Thank you so much, doctor..."
"Taylor."
"Taylor. Got it. Thank you."
"Just don't get your hopes up, Mr.Curtis." I nod my head and try to remain calm.

     Hours have passed since Happy was taken into surgery. A few moments later, a surgeon comes back and removes his cap. Oh no...
"Mr. Curtis. I am sorry to inform you that Happy Quinn could not be revived. She died at 13:54. I am sincerely sorry for your loss, but I have some good news for you too. The baby is in good condition and is as healthy as can be. Would you like to know the gender?"
"Yes, please." I say. My voice cracking as my heart shatters into a million more pieces. I just lost my one true love. "Your baby is a girl. Congratulations Mr. Curtis."
"Thank you doctor. For everything. I know you couldn't have saved her, but it means a lot to me to know that you and the other doctors didn't give up." He smiles sympathetically and walks away. I decide that I will name the baby Happy Quinn Curtis. In honor of her mother and my fiancé. It's hard to believe that Happy is really gone. Where did I go wrong? I did everything that I could. This thought sticks with me as I drift off to sleep and I can't help but think of the song "How To Save A Life". The lyrics finally have a deeper meaning now. I never understood how much pain a song could bring back to someone until now. My fiancé is dead.
"Where did I go wrong? I lost a friend. Somewhere along in the bitterness. And I would have stayed up with you all night. Had I known. How to save a life."