This Love (A Stemily Fanfiction)

26. Wherever the Trail May Lead

A/N: As promised here is the newest chapter to This Love! Please comment and vote, but most of all enjoy!

Emily's POV

It had now been 3 hours since the last time I had asked to see Stephen, which of course had been rejected. The doctors didn't want me moving because of the babies and Stephen couldn't move because of his injuries.

Italia walked into the room with a cup of coffee and a smile on her face. I didn't want to get my hopes up so I waited for her to speak.

"I've got good news!" She cheered.

I waited.

"I convinced the doctors to let you see Stephen, but I have to be with you at all times and the moment you start to get worked up we're out of there."

I ran my hands over my face and let out a breath of relief. In that moment the nurse walked in.

"Your blood pressure is finally going down. I'm glad." She said.

Italia smiled knowingly. I was finally going to be able to see Stephen for myself and know that he was okay.

I was wheeled into his room and couldn't contain the tears.

Italia pushed me closer to him and I took his hand. His eyes fluttered open.

"I must still be dreaming." He spoke groggily. He was on a lot of pain meds.

He reached down and put his hand over my stomach, wincing because of his injuries.

"They're okay. We're all okay." I reassured him.

"I'm sorry." I could tell by the sound of his voice that he was in an immense amount of pain even with all of the medicine they were giving him.

I held his hand. "For what?"

He closed his eyes and a single tear fell. "I couldn't protect you guys. This shouldn't have happened."

"Hey. Hey. Look at me." His eyes remained closed. "Stephen Adam Amell. Look at me!" I spoke sternly. He opened his eyes.

"You are not responsible for what happened. You did protect us. If you wouldn't have thrown yourself over us who knows what would've happened. You did protect us babe. Please believe me."

I put his hand back on my stomach and he smiled.

"That's our girl. She wants you to know she's a fighter." She was kicking a lot and I knew in that moment that we would be just fine.

"I still find it so strange that you can tell them apart already." Italia smiled.

I laughed. "I honestly don't know how I can. Early on we established Baby A and Baby B and now we know the genders so it makes it easier to talk about them."

Stephen didn't talk much just listened intently to Italia and I. It pained me to see him like this, but I had to remain calm if they were going to let me come back and be here with him. A few minutes later a nurse walked in.

"Ok Ms Rickards we need to get you back in bed." She said.

Stephen cleared his throat. "Mrs. Amell." He corrected her.

The nurse looked confused.

"This is our wedding night." I explained.

She gave us a sympathetic smile, but it quickly turned into a genuine one.

"Well congratulations Mr. Amell, you've got yourself a beautiful girl, I bet you feel like the luckiest man to have her at your side."

He smiled and nodded his head. I leaned over and kissed him.