Trapped {HS fanfiction} COMPLETED

The Last Chapter

Lena's POV.

We walked through the rows of babies stepping over the cords connected to their failing bodies. We reached Alison and i looked at her with tears in my eyes.

"Shall we make this quick?" The doctor asked.

"Yeah." Harry said rubbing my back.

He handed the small infant to Harry as he took all of the tubes and wires off her body.

He held her close to him, rocking her back and forth.

He humed Moments to her as he bent down kissing her head.

"I love you." He whispered in her ear.

Turning towards me he slowly set Alison in my arms.

I leaned back onto the rocking chair making sure she was comfotable.

"You have 5 minutes with her until the lack of medial support needed kicks in." The doctor instructed.

I nodded with tears flowing in my eyes as the doctor walked away giving us privacy.

"I'm so sorry." I said to Alison as she looked at me with her blue grey eyes. "I was supposed to protect you and hold you until you were ready. I thought i was protecting you by doing this but i guess i wasn't. I'm sorry,"

I cried as Harry's arms found mine and he pulled me as close to him as he could without interfering with Alison.

"Hey, look at me." Harry said putting his hands under my chin. "This was not your fault. You were doing everything you could to keep her safe."

I nodded and looked back at Alison. I rubbed her back with my hand and brushed her head with my fingers.

"I love you." I said chocking on tears. She stared at me as the words left my mouth and in that moment she smiled a small smile at me and reached her tiny fist up to my hand, almost as if she was conforting me.

I looked up to see the doctor heading our way, signaling that Alison would be gone now.

I turned back to Alison as she still had her hand on mine.

Maybe this was her way of telling me it was okay. Maybe she was saying goodbye. Maybe she was just being a baby that was barely holding on to life. Maybe this meant nothing at all. I knew though, that in the tiny body of hers that there was a part of Harry and I that would keep her soul living with us everyday.

"Should be a few seconds before her body gives up." He instructed,

"It's okay Ali. If leaving is the best thing for you I'm not going to hold you back." I said caressing her soft wire free face.

I waited for her eyes to flutter shut, signaling that she had left. Harry leaned down and held her hand in his kissing her.

I looked at Harry, back to Alison, then back to Harry,

I stared at the clock and watched as time went on.

"3, 2, 1..." The doctor counted down and i looked at my baby's eyes one last time.

I waited for them to close, for her body to go limp, for any sign that she was gone.

But it never came.

Nurses ran over surrounding us.

Checking her heartbeat. taking her temperature. everything they could to signal that she was breathing on her own.

Alison started crying from the people touching her and i cried too.

I cried because she held on. I cried because of the things that have happened in the last weeks. Harry cried into my shoulder as her held onto Alison tight.

Out of everything that has happend, from Louis dying to hearing the doctors say our little girl wasn't going to make it and still holding her after 10 mintues of her breathing on her own we were happy again.

Were happy that she was going to live her life like anormal girl. We were happy that we would be taking her home with us when i was discharged. We were happy that she would be at our wedding. But most of all, we were happy to be together as one happy family.

And in that moment i knew that we were not weaker individually from our fall, but stronger together.

The end.