"Hey" I said as I sat down next to her.
Malia looked over at me and smiled.
"I'm sorry Shawn" she said as a tear fell down her cheek.
"Sorry? What for?" I asked holding her hand. "For putting you through that, our child could of died or.."
"No don't say that, she's fine and none of this is your fault!" I said. "Wh, What gender is the baby?" She asked.
"A girl" I replied.
Malia smiled and I leaned in and gave her a kiss.
The nurse walked in with a smile on her face.
"Well, your daughter is now stable and would you both like to see her?" She asked. Me and Shawn looked at each other and smiled.
Malia weakly got up and I held her hand and we walked into another room where our daughter was.
She was in a incubator and she looked very small, but she looked beautiful. I couldn't believe that me and Malia had made this beautiful baby. She was a mixture of me and Malia. How crazy?.
"She's beautiful" Malia said.
I looked over at her and put my arm round her.
"Just like her mum" I said.
Malia looked up at me and smiled as we looked below at our daughter.
A few weeks pass and me and Malia come and visit even stay over at the hospital with our daughter until she can be let out.
