never be hard to find

You & me against the world

Isaac p.o.v

Silence but the screams of my wife are heard. I rush down the road, going over the speed limit, all that mattered right now was her and my son. I looked over at the full moon and tears slipped down my cheeks, please let them be safe...let them be okay. "Isaac! Please!" Amber sounded so weak from her position in the passenger seat, she held onto her bump and tears rushed down her cheeks "shhh...it's going to be okay, we are almost there, I promise we are going to be fine" I brushed my hands against her brown hair, she looked up at me and nodded her head, truth is, I didn't know if everything was going to be alright, I wanted it to be, god I wanted everything to be perfect...but we were so far from that. I quickly parked my car and ran to the other side of the car, to the passenger seat and picked up amber as she whimpered into my arms, she dug her face onto my neck as i stormed inside the emergency department "HELP! HELP ME! PLEASE!" I begged, a nurse ran up to me with a bed as doctors and nurses rushed towards amber as I laid her on the white sheets, before I stepped back, she gripped onto my hand "I'm going to be fine, no more disappointments, just happiness, we are going to be happy....everyone knows how happy we deserve to be!" She cried as she kissed my palm "sir, we need you to step away, we have to take her to surgery" I stepped back as tears slipped down my cheeks, we deserved to be happy, we did.

It is august 24th, 9:40 a.m, a nurse with long black hair and red rosy lips comes up to me, she taps my shoulder and I'm ready to loose it all by her expression "she is weak but the doctors say she will give birth, she wants you to be with her, go to the next room, there you will find scrubs" she smiled softly and walked back into the surgical room. I stood up and rushed inside, I put on the scrubs and washed my hands, walking into where my wife laid, nurses and doctors surrounding her, she had sweat on her forhead and her lips were pale, and I....I was scared out of my mind. "Isaac?" She whispered, I walked to her side, not rushing anymore, now it was all about patience, I gripped her cold hands and kissed her sweaty forhead, brushing my free hand through her hair "I'm here, baby" she smiled slightly, her eyes faded, she looked tired. 9 hours of labor, 9 hours of no sleeping, 9 friends waiting outside this room, my son and my wife. "I'm tired, Isaac" she pleaded, I closed my eyes and sighted "I know, you are" she gripped tighter into my hand "but I'm not giving up, Isaac, never for a moment think that this is going to be another disappointment, trust me,.....you will be happy" she whispered, tears rushing down wetting over the dry ones "okay, amber, listen we are going to conduct a c-section, all you have to do is be strong, okay?" The doctor instructed as amber nodded not moving her eyes from mine. "Remember when we kissed in the library, when we couldn't be together but I was so mad that just couldn't hold myself" I chuckled as amber smiled once again "I Remember" I looked over at the doctors as they advanced to open her stomach "and you kissed back because you loved me..." I continued as she closed her eyes in pain nodding "I still love you the same way I did back then and I never will stop loving you amber" I gripped onto her hands trying to suck away some pain but nothing was happening. I looked down at her confused "I'm giving birth, Isaac, you can never take away the pain of a mother when she gives birth to her child" she sucked in a breath and gulped. "You are doing great" tears slipped down my cheeks as she gripped tighter onto my hand "gahhhhh! Isaac, it hurts!, it hurts!" She alarmed as the machines besides her started beeping, I rubbed my hands through her hair as the grip she had of my hand became weaker and her hands began to shake i knew the baby was just ripping her from inside, he wanted to get out, a nurse walked by my side and whispered into my ear "sir, we need you to step outside, please don't be alarmed we don't want to worry the patient" I looked down at my concerned wife, I kissed her wedding rings and walked out the door, watching her give me a confused glance. I looked up at the clock and sat down in front of the door, "I'm just steps away amber....just scream my name and I'll be there...I will never be hard to find". The seconds passed like minutes and the minutes like hours and I swear time was slowing down around me, this only caused more heaviness on my chest. Tears streamed down my cheeks as I tried to hold myself together just for her. I stood up quickly as I could hear the screams of a baby, a smile splattered on my face, happiness rushed through me, no more disappointments.

I wanted to burst into that room and carry him in my arms, kiss ambers forehead and congratulate her on how good she did but her machine went dead. From this white wall I could hear her heart stop and with that mine did too but just for seconds...everything after that was silence, no baby crying, not my heart beating out of my chest, not my whimpers or yelps, not the doctors screaming "we are loosing her", they had already lost her. It wasn't until a nurse came out carrying my son that everything came back to me, I could hear the chaos inside, I could see the nurse had tears rushing down her face and before the doors to the operation room closed, I could see the sadness on the Doctors face, bloody white gloves and my amber lying lifeless with closed eyes under blue sheets, another nurse covering her with white sheets and them the warm feeling of my son gripping onto my thumb. It was fear, I could hear the screams of Lydia from a mile away and I could hear stiles heart beating like it was on a race, Allison hugged onto Scott but there still was so much silence, I looked down at my child and I froze, I looked into his eyes as they were gold, i kissed his forehead and stayed there, closed eyes just trying to consume this silence.

I held him, Sebastian lahey , 20 inches, 8 pounds, brown eyes, brown hair, dimples, born august 24th..... Soft skin, rosy cheeks, wide smile, giggles...my son. I kissed her forhead, amber William lahey, 5'4, 140 pounds, brown eyes, brown hair diseased august 24th, 2014.....pale lips, cold skin, closed eyes,silence.....my wife. Sebastian wiggled in my arms as tears rushed from my cheeks onto his sky blue blanket that wrapped around his small body, his eyes wide open wondering why his father is crying a river "she loved you so much" I mumbled onto his forhead "she would have held you so tight, she would have shown you off to the entire world......she was so great" he looked up at me silently puckering his lips into a small yawn "I guess....it's just you and me against the world now buddy".

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