What if you needed money quick? You're still struggling with debt from your pricey divorce . You're drowning in medical bills and you lost your job. Your friend introduces you to a billionaire and well it just so happens he wants a child and will pa...
Turning from Wade's interested face I try and rack my brain of ideas, and solutions to this problem. "Do you know what you're asking?"
"Yes,"
Shit, okay. "Okay you're a month early, you have cancer, these are serious risks to the baby Anita-" Oh she doesn't give up! "I knew that letter was written for you, he loves you not me. So I want to take him out of his misery. I want to make sure that this child is alive and well. I don't want to leave this world without doing anything meaningful, having this child no matter if it came from love, or Wade is mine. And I want to have some part in it before I die. I don't want someone to tell me what I should and shouldn't do with my body, with my life....Besides Lydia the baby isn't his."
That settled deep within me, the whole taking control of life, and then the whole baby isn't his thing. This would crush Wade. Closing my eyes, I couldn't let Anita's last breaths be wasted, if she wanted to be induced...she is my patient. "Give me 10 minutes." I whisper into the phone before hanging up...turning around I'm startled to Wade's sudden drill of questions. "Is she okay?"
I pat his shoulder, "Just fine...I'm so sorry." I say punching him across his face landing him flat out, and Marc comes around the corner. "What the hell is going on?" He asks before I show him my fist as well, he backs up. "Carry on."
**
While fellow nurses prep Anita for delivery I was following steps in my head, weighing pros and cons before Kate my head nurse says that it's time to start. I push myself off the sink and walk in after her. I'm gowned and masked by the time I walk over to Anita's side. "Hey I'm gonna take care of you."
"Take care of my baby,"
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Despite how scared she was in her eyes her words were strong and confident, and I nod vowing to do my best. There was no room for fear right now, "Doctor she's fully dilated." Leaving her side I take my seat and tell her to push.
Everything is sailing smoothly...
"Alright Anita you are doing great, let's just-"
The machines go off, nurses all scramble around the OR and it's hard to concentrate. "Her organs are failing, damn. How does everything go bad all of a sudden like this?" I say to myself when I forcefully stick my hand to cradle her baby. "EVERYONE SHUT UP!" I shout while I think quickly, "Alright C-section-"
The doors open to reveal one pissed Wade Wilson. Shit,
After his frantically throwing people around the room he settled down to ask me questions, "Save my wife Lydia." He demands and I don't even look at him. All I see is Anita and this baby, "She wanted me to save the baby," I say defending Anita's wishes as my hand is still inside her. "If you keep yelling-"
"Well give her a blood fusion!" He shouts back ignoring what I was going to say, "If you kept yelling at me I'll want to punch you again, most likely I will and I will lose my position in keeping both Anita and this baby alive! So if you don't back the fuck up right now Wade I will drop you so hard this baby will feel it!" I seethed and he does eventually back up slightly, "Damn how did you even get in here? Coming in here like you own the place, like you actually care about Anita and this baby. Not like this baby is yours anyway...shit."
