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remember (emerson)

(Ems p.o.v)

Two lines. All it took was two lines to change our lives forever. We were both crying,but for different reasons. I was crying tears of joy. She was crying  tears of fear. Y/n has always been told since she was fourteen that there was a little to no chance of her having kids,but if she did she would most likely die.

"I'm scared emmy" she cried into my chest. "I know Cherie. We'll just have the make the best of it." Now the next nine months will be a ticking time bomb.

Nine months later we're in the emergency room. I held her hand the entire way. Seb,rem,and mom were outside in the waiting room.

After several hours. Y/n had given birth to our beautiful baby girl. But not to long after I saw her eyes flutter closed and her heart monitor go flat. Now I was crying both tears of joy and sadness.

"What shall the name be Mr. Kropp" one of the nurses said. I thought for a minute. "Emory Marie, kropp" she wrote it on the birth certificate. "I'm terribly sorry Mr. Kropp" she said. "Thank you"

It's been five years now. Not a day goes by that I don't think of y/n. Emory looks nothing like her. But she has her eyes.

Right now it was the middle of summer. Seb,rem,and I were all outside. Sebastain was strumming his guitar working on a new song. Not much later did hear the sliding door open to reveal Emory. "Daddy daddy!" She jumped into my lap. "I saw mommy!" Her eyes lit up with excitement. "Did she tell you anything?" Remington asked. "She said said she's safe with the angels. She's okay. And she wants us to be okay too." I smiled at her.

"You want to know something?" I asked her. She nodded. "You have mommy's eyes. So everytime I look into them I see her in you." I said. "She cant be inside of me daddy!" She laughed. "I know sweety. I mean I see her personality in you. You will grow up to be just like your mommy."

After a long fun day I decided to go to bed. I put Emory to sleep about an hour ago. When I got int o bed I felt a slight chill surround me. There was y/n. At the foot of my bed. "Good job pirate" was all she said before turning into nothing.

Might make this into a series where Emory keeps seeing you and helps her along the way as she gets older. Emerson then meets shy and things don't go as planned. How about it?

By for now my loves