Chasing The Impractical (Brian Quinn Story)

Daddy - Apollonia

I woke up instantly, my entire body in pain as I tried to remember what happened and where I was. Looking down at my body, my bump felt smaller, empty. There was a scar running across the bottom of my stomach and pain deep inside of me

"My baby, where's by baby?" I cried out now to the empty hospital room.

I was alone. There were flowers, snacks and magazines on the side, but mg visitors must have left before I woke. I still couldn't remember anything, the last thing I saw was the black Lincoln and then screaming.

Slowly, I pulled myself out of bed. Attached to my arm was a tube, providing my body with liquids. Sitting up in bed, I put my feet against the cold hard floor and noticed a long scar now running down the length of my calf. I as stood to my feet, the weight of my body caused a screaming pain to run through my legs. I had to fight it though, I had to find my baby.

Taking a few deep breaths I moved off the bed completely and began to slowly walk out of the room, dragging the hook which held my liquid with me. The corridor outside my room was empty, but I continued on further down, calling out for anyone to answer.

Finally I saw someone, Q. He was stood by a window in the corridor, looking into another room. He looked half dead, exhausted and pale.

"Bri" I croaked as loud as my dry throat would allow.

"Apple" he cried when he turned around and saw me.

Despite the pain that was in my body I quickly ran across to him, flinging my broken body into his.

"Where's my baby? What happened?" I begged as I began to sob uncontrollably.

"Third one on the right. Your little boy. He's 3 weeks early so they are having to monitor him, but he's okay".

I quickly turner around to see the pure and innocent baby laying in a small crib.

"He's so small" I cried.

"He's healthy. When they first... when they brought you in... They thought you'd maybe miscarried, but they did a c section and then operated on you. I thought I was going to loose you" Q was crying now as i turned back round to face him and buried my face in his chest.

"You had a collapsed lung and you leg. Fuck it was so messed up. You've been out for over a week" he continued to explain.

Slowly I pulled away from him and gently reached up to kiss him.

"Have they done the DNA test?" I asked and turned back round to see my son.

"They gave me this about an hour ago. I haven't opened it yet though. I tried calling Miguel but he didn't pick up".

"Can I go in there?" I asked, still looking at the tint baby behind the glass.

"Yeah".

Slowly, I followed Q into the room. My heart was beating faster with every step I took closer to my son. I couldn't even feel the pain in my body now as he was all that filled my mind. Once I finally reached the crib, I gently bent down and lifted the tiny baby.

"He's perfect" I whispered as the tears continued to slide down my cheek.

Carefully I lifted the baby closer to my face and took a deep breath in. He smelt perfect, like a fresh baby and warm milk. "Lets do this. Like a bandaid Q" I whispered and looked down at the envelope in his hands.

"We can't wait Apps. Till your better".

"No, we need to do this. Please Q".

I looked down at my tiny and innocent son as I listened to Q sigh and slowly open the large brown envelope. My heart was pounding in my ears, and my skin felt as through it burned deep within.

"Well?" I cried.