Blake Richardson || Away

Ouch

36 weeks. Not long now until baby will be born. It's our wedding anniversary, 5 years ago. As much as I want to go out for an anniversary dinner baby had got so big, so Blake decided he'd cook a nice romantic meal.
"Awh Blake this is beautiful" candles, roses and Blake. For one night we were not talking about baby, not forgetting them just about us. Our day.
"It's not as beautiful as you"
"You're cringey, I wouldn't have you any other way though"
***
I was home with Blake, last few days just us.

"Do you want another drink?" I asked.
"It's alright Ann I'll get them"
"I'm not ill I'll get them" I got up and made the them. I got a shape pain in my belly, I took a deep breath.
"BLAKE!" I screamed
"Baby are you okay?!" I came running into the room.
"No no"
"What's wrong? Is it baby?"
"I think I just had a contraction"
"Right okay so we'll time between each one"
"We have to wait until they're a few minutes apart"

"Blake will you call my mum for me and your mum too"
"Of course gorgeous"
"Hey Annabelle, how you feeling?"
"In pain"
"You're only halfway, sorry you're in for a long night"

"I'm so glad I just had my nails done"
"Why's that gorgeous?"
"I can dig them into you hands while I'm pushing our boy out so you will experience a 1/20 of the pain that I'm experiencing"
"I'm sorry baby"

10 hours later (15 hours into labour)
"Right Mrs Richardson looks like you're ready, when you next feel a contraction push as hard as you can"
"I can't do this Blake" I said, after one push I was already in agony. Screaming.
"Yes you can gorgeous, you're the strongest person I know!" Blake said to me and didn't stop.
Blake's P.O.V
One last push and our baby boy would be born. Anna wasn't kidding when she said she'd squeeze my hand and dig her nails in.
"One more come on Annabelle" the midwife said.
"I can't do this Blake"
"You can baby, one more push and our boy will be with us"

"Congratulations!" The midwife called, we looked at eachother smiling. Then stopped when we realised.
"Why isn't he crying?"
Anna's eyes slowly closed.
"Anna?"

"She's lost a lot of blood! Theatre now!"
And that was it. The two people I loved most in this world, rushed away. Not knowing if I'd see either of them again.
Sat in a room on my own, no-one telling me what's happening. Did I have a son? A wife? Both? Neither? I wish someone would tell me anything.
Hours passing by, being told nothing.