Hide and Spy- Gallagher Girls FanFic

Chapter 47

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Chapter 47

Abby

Nine hours.

Nine, long, painful, agonising, hours and it was all over. I rested my head back against the pillows and closed my eyes, taking some deep breaths as I did. 

“Well done,” Edward squeezed my hand and kissed my sweaty head.

“Next time,” I murmured, still with my eyes closed, “You do it,”

Edward and Rachel laughed as I opened my eyes. 

“Aren’t you gorgeous?” Rachel cooed to the bundle in her arms, before holding it out to Edward. I smiled as he took it and his eyes flitted around, examining every inch of our baby’s face, memorising it.

“Our daughter,” He whispered. 

(Yes @book_lover_1716 you were right! But I must admit I decided a loooong time ago that Zach had to have a baby sister to protect)

“Well done Abby,” Rachel came and hugged me, 

“Thank you for being here,” I hugged her back.

“Where else would I be?” She smiled to me as she tucked my hair back for me, “I’ll go and tell Joe and Matt,”

“Thanks,” I sighed as she went.

Bex

We were back at the academy, waiting for news from the Blackthorne Boys about the other plane. Or news from the Infirmary about Macey.

Or any news about Abby.

Any of the above would have been good.

The McHenry's had been taken off somewhere by Madame Debany to have it explained to them about their heritage, leaving me with Liz and her family.

I sat in Ms Morgan’s office listening to Ellie’s constant stream of questions that she was asking Liz.

"Ask Bex, you'd like her department better than mine." Liz eventually told her, and she was right- Ellie was a younger and more athletic version of her sister, therefore would be better suited my area of expertise. But there and then Ellie’s questions were the last thing on my mind.

"I don't really feel li-" I tried to refuse.

"Oh, come on Bex!" Liz complained, "What about that time you helped your parents diffuse the bomb?"

She she say it was just a bomb? Nuclear! It was a nuclear bomb!

"It was a nuclear bomb." I corrected and launched in to the detailed story.

That's how I wound up spending the rest of the evening telling stories to the Sutton family.

"Miss Baxter, Miss Sutton." One of the doctors came in a while later, making me sit up straighter.

"Is it Macey?" I asked.

"Miss McHenry is out of surgery but unconscious for now, before she was put under anaesthetic she did request that you were her only visitors.” Liz and I shared a look,