But Baby 2 (Brad Simpson Fanfic)

Chapter 8

A/N;
WHEN THEY PUT MILK AND DAIRY IN RABBIT TREATS BECAUSE THAT CAN KILL THEM OMDS
I had a dream last night that someone stole my rabbit idek
And my Dad won't let me Breed Sherlock and Holmes again, but like I use to do like 1 litter a year and sell them for £75 and normally she has 6
Like oh...

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Zoe's POV;

"How long has she been in there now Brad?" I ask, shifting in cold plastic chair in the waiting room. Scarlett was having the operation; We were allowed to take her in, until they put her asleep. Which was nice, Knowing she was safe.
"Only 25 minutes Zoe, she's got atleast another 45 minutes." He sighs, pulling his arm around me and letting me fall into his chest. He strokes my hair, and hums to me under his breath. I close my eyes, letting myself relax.
As a drift off, He starts to wrap my hair around his finger, and rub the small of my back. The same soothing action he did when I was pregnant, both times. We use to lie about, watching films and he would get be to rest; and try to get me to sleep by stroking my back and singing sweet little songs to me.

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That nap didn't last long. Only ten minutes. Brad had left to go and call management. He was in trouble for everything he's done over christmas, the twitcam, the randomly disappearing..The fact he didn't turn up today. He was trying to explain, but I doubt they'd listen. Either way, I only care about my children right now, He can sort that out and I'll make sure they're okay.
"I've sorted it Zoe. They understand, But I will need to go to some meetings and maybe a few interviews in the next few days. But it'll be alright" Brad mumbles, flopping back down into the chair next to me. I look at him, as he watches the people walking past. He's clearly been crying; But then again he did have to relive the events of the last few days. We've hardly had the chance to morn Cleo. I guess that was something we'd have to do alone, in private; And once we get her funeral sorted, she can rest happy. That means we can cry and scream as much as we would like; and then move on. Knowing she isn't in pain. The idea of Cleo being in pain hurts me so much, but I guess now she's safe and happy. There's someone up there looking after her for me, until I get to be with her again...

Suddenly, lots of Doctors and Nurses rush into the operating Theatre Scarlett was in. This instantly sends me into panic mode.
You don't need all them people to stitch up a wound. Something was wrong. I look at Brad, who can instantly read my thoughts; and trys to grab ahold of me, but I'm already running towards that door. My Baby girl needs me. He chases after me while a doctor tries to tell me I can't go into the operating theatre. He doesn't understand, My baby needs me.
Brad grabs my waist, trying to pull me away. I just push him away, Yelling at him to stop. I can see him crying; him panicking as much as me. But Brad's always been level headed.
"Zoe, shhh, Listen princess. She'll be fine I'm sure. " He says, pulling me down to the floor with him. Putting me inbetween his legs, holding me still against his chest. "Shhh Zoe, shh" He hums into my ear, Rocking me back and forth like a poorly infant.
"Scarlett needs me" I sob, my voice barley breaking through the tears.
"I know, shh, I know baby. "
"I need Scarlett" I sob again, not sure what was really happening anymore. He doesn't reply, he just continues to rock me back and forth, his tears dripping onto my hair.

"Excuse me? Miss Collins, Mr Simpson?" A male voice says, A doctor. Its never good when a doctor wants to speak to you, thats all I've learnt recently. "Can we talk in private?" He says. I feel Brad nod, while he continues to rub my back. He stands up, lifting me with him. I wipe at my eyes; tears replacing the ones I'd moved instantly. We follow him into an office, where we take seats and watch as he sits down.
"Scarlett's operation didn't go aswell as we expected" He starts."She is currently on a bypass machince, her heart doesn't seem to be reacting well. It is touch and go"