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Violet's POV-
I slowly started to come back to everything. I felt sick, and that doesn't happen...I'm too powerful to get sick. I felt my head aching painfully, and I tried to open my eyes but it felt as if they were glued shut. I groaned as I tried to move my arms, they were stiff along with the rest of my body.
"Kitten?"
My response was once again a groan. "C'mon kitten, you can do it. Open those violet eyes for me baby," William?
Yes, it's me. Open your eyes please. His voice was desperate and I could hear the pain behind his voice. Neither could I, nor my Dendrix and wolf could stand to hear that so with all the strength we could open our eyes. When I finally managed to do that, there were thankfully no bright lights blinding me. I felt weak, weaker than I've ever been.
My vision slowly started refocusing and the first thing that I noticed was William. He was sitting next to me, my hand held tightly in his. The second thing I noticed was that I was currently in the Royal Infirmary. I had a gut feeling something was most definitely not okay.
"What-" coughs started emerging from me as my throat felt as dry as a desert. William silently offered me a cup of water and I sighed at the soothing liquid.
"What happened?" I whispered, I had no energy to talk, I felt lazy, super lazy.
I locked eyes with William and it was silent for a second before he burst out crying, I mean full on wailing and sobbing. I felt panic rise within me at the pain of seeing my mate like this. Why was he like this?!
"William!" I said a little more forcefully, even that took out a lot from me.
He didn't say anything, he just fell to his knees and wrapped his arms around me. His tears instantly soaked the hospital gown I was currently wearing.
"William. William!" I held his face towards me, he could barely look me in the eye.
"W-what's wrong?" I asked.
I wiped the tears from his face but just as fast as I wiped them, new ones appeared seconds later. It was full on water works and I couldn't figure out what put him in this state. I couldn't think of anything really..my wolf and Dendrix were deathly silent, I could barely feel them. I had no one to tell me what the hell was going on, but I had to stay calm. I had one mate being weird, we didn't need another person to add on.
It seemed like hours before William calmed down. His shaking form was now next to me lying on the bed, his face red and stained with tears, his eyes rimmed red, but thankfully the tears had stopped. He hadn't let go of me once, he hadn't said anything and he hadn't stopped kissing my forehead.
Once his shaking form had stopped, I waited a few minutes to make sure he wouldn't go into a panicked state again before speaking once more. His grip on me hadn't loosened, but he was deathly silent and he had me blocked from being able to read his mind.
"Is-" I paused to make sure he was alright, so far so good. "Is everything alright?" I felt my shoulder wet, oh no, no, no, no, no.
"No, no William. I'm here, I'm here," I moved his head, now his head was resting on my chest and he had started to shake again. "Please don't cry again," I whispered in his ear. "It pains me to see you like that," I whispered. "It's okay," he slowly started to calm down. I rubbed his back and played with his hair.
What the hell made him be like this? \
After a few minutes, William's breathing slowed down to a point where I knew he was asleep. I let his slow, steady heartbeat lull me to sleep.
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The next time I woke up, I felt the same. Weak and fragile. I knew deep down in my heart that something was wrong, but I just didn't know what it was. I didn't open my eyes, I couldn't. It was like my mind was awake, but my body wasn't. I wanted to panic, I really did, but what good would that do? I couldn't move my arms, legs, or any part of my body to be honest. Panicking would just make this situation worse. Instead I focused on my senses, they were dulled, but still working.
I could feel that William was no longer sleeping next to me on the hospital bed, he wasn't in the room actually. My senses couldn't focus outside of the room, I was too weak for that. For what felt like another hour I tried to focus on anything other than the constant beep that was next to my bed, or the drop of whatever liquid was being pumped into my body. I was going to go crazy if this continued, but thankfully I had tired myself out and was slowly falling into a pit of black nothingness.
***
The third time I woke up I felt slightly better than the previous times I had woken up. This time I could move! Haha take that body! Okay that was weird...even for me.
I opened my eyes and it took me a few seconds to focus my vision, but when I did, I noticed one thing. William was now resting next to me with his head on the bed and my hand tightly in his. I took my other hand and slowly combed my fingers through William's dark soft hair. I wanted to let him sleep some more because it looks like he hadn't slept in days, but the curiosity of what was going on was slowly winning my internal battle.
No! I'll just let him rest, he needs it. My curiosity can be sated later. My mate needed rest. For the next two hours I stayed like that, waiting for William to wake up, waiting for a  nurse to come in and check up on me, or even a damn doctor, waiting for my parents to come through the door, waiting for anyone to come in here so that I could finally get the answers I was desperate for, but you want to know what happened?! Nothing. NOTHING! No one came into the room, William was passed out and to top it off my left hand was itchy and I couldn't scratch it because William was using it as a damn pillow!
I sighed and looked up at the ceiling. I had no way of knowing if it was day time or night time outside because the window shades were closed. Maybe it was late night or early morning because nothing was happening right now. Surely if someone was awake they would come in here and check up on us right?
I went back to counting how many ceiling tiles there were. 102 is how many I've counted so far and I still had a few more to count.
...Wait...Where did I leave off?! Ugh, I am not going to count 102 ceiling tiles all over again! Like no thank you!
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109...
110...
111...
112! There were 112 ceiling tiles in this room!
Is this really what my life has come to? Asking myself questions now is ever going to know about? There I go again.
Wow, my life really is boring....My mind was just a jumbled mess, I couldn't stay on one topic, my mind was rushing all over the place. First it was counting all the wires I had attached to me, which was 12 by the way. How many beeps I could count before I focused on something else, 425 beeps, and how many drops I could stare at as they dropped into this tube attached to my arm, 267 and in the end I counted ceiling tiles.
Going back to the liquids attached to me I thought there typically had to be only one attached to me, but I had three bags connected to me. Morphine, blood and one other liquid I couldn't decipher. Why is there anything attached to me at all?! What was wrong with me?!
Ugh, I couldn't take it anymore!
"William," I whispered gently. He groaned a little before going quiet.
"William," I gently played with his hair and he slowly started to wake up from there.
"Hmm, Violet?" I frowned, he never really called me Violet, unless he was angry... it was always kitten or some other endearment.
He opened his eyes and I'll never get tired of having my breath stolen from those silver grey eyes of his. He looked confused for a second before realization dawned on him.
"Before you go into panic again, can you please explain to me what is going on? I'm going crazy over here," I begged.
He swallowed and looked as if he didn't really want to answer me. He seemed conflicted, I could feel his emotions. Pain and relief were his two biggest emotions that I could feel. Pain for what and why did he feel relief?
"Please William," I grabbed his face so he could look into my eyes and see that I was desperate for some answers. "Please," I begged.
He stared at me for a few minutes, internally figuring out whatever he needed to do. My heart thumped in anticipation for whatever was to come, whether it was good news or bad I had to find out.
William didn't say anything, he didn't need to. His actions explained everything. He moved his left hand from mine and slowly placed it on my stomach...a stomach where a bump should be that was no longer there....
The tears were instant, my baby. I couldn't breathe, I couldn't... I could hear the heart monitor going crazy as a thousand thoughts passed through my mind. Things that could have been, things that will no longer be...a future where my baby was in it.
"Violet calm down, please, listen to me!" William said as he placed two hands on my shoulders in hopes of calming me down.
"Please," he was the one begging now as he held me tight against him. No, no, NO!
"Please tell me it isn't true," I choked out.
"PLEASE!" I sobbed.
"HE'S FINE!" I froze at hearing those words.
"W-What?" I stuttered out.
"Calm down please so I can explain everything to you," William said, his eyes begging me to do as he said.
I calmed down and William wiped away my tears.
"The day we blacked out wasn't just randomly... I felt our baby's pain before you did, which is why I passed out first," he explained.
I was going to panic once again as he said those words but he beat me to it. "Before you panic, let me finish please my love," he said and I instantly nodded.
"The day that happened you were almost 2 months along. The doctor explained to me that since you're a royal, your pregnancy would last only 3 months. The pain we felt that day was the pain of our baby...he was slowly dying," I gasped.
"I woke up a few minutes later, everyone was surrounding us, you were being taken away and there was so much blood around you. Our father and your Uncle V helped me through everything. I wanted to tear the whole kingdom apart as I felt how much pain you were both in. I was brought to the infirmary and a doctor briefly explained to me that you were going to into labor and that they had to do an emergency c-section on you. They have me a gown and mask before they took me to you...You looked so pale, you were sweating and ...Your heart stopped twice during surgery. I felt my whole world break as I felt our bond slowly slipping away. You were in labor for 14 hours. 14 agonizing hours. When our boy was finally born, goddess he was so small. He could fit in one of my hands. They barely let me see him as I cut the umbilical cord before they took him away. They told me he had to go in an incubator and that the next 24 hours were going to be crucial. They said the same thing about you..." he explained the tears he was holding back were slowly making their way down his face.
"Where is he?" William went quiet.
"William, where is our son?!"
"It's been 1 month since you died in my arms," he whispered.
I froze, my mind momentarily freezing as well. "You're heart stopped twice during the c-section, but 12 hours later, as I was holding and begging you to stay strong for our family you stopped breathing and second later your heart stopped as well... No matter how much the doctors tried, they couldn't revive you," he sobbed.
"But then, a miracle happened and I could hear you in my thoughts. I could hear the thoughts you were thinking and I begged you to open your eyes. I don't think I've cried so much in my entire life as I cried that day. After we fell asleep, you didn't wake up the next day and the doctors said it was your body going into a self induced coma, so that your body could heal. Oh goddess Violet," he grabbed me and held me against him and he tried to console himself and make sure I was really here and awake. I held onto him tightly.
"I'm here," I whispered over and over.
"I have to let the doctors know," William said as he suddenly stood up and ran out the door.
A few seconds later there were three doctors in my room checking on me and making sure I was fine.
"You're fully recovered princess, you don't know how happy we are. We'll notify your parents," one said.
"Can I see him?" they all stared at me for a second before their eyes shifted to William.
"Leave," he ordered and then doctors left immediately.
William walked over and he stared at me for a second, his eyes furrowed seeming to be in deep thought. A second later his lips were on mine. Desperate and passion mixed into one. I didn't hesitate to close my eyes and wrap my arms around him as I kissed him back.
A few minutes later we pulled away to breathe. "Come on," he said as he lifted me into his arms. He wrapped a blanket around me because it was cold and then we were off.
William knew exactly where he was going, we stopped in front of a small window, there was one little bed in there...and it wasn't even a bed, it was an incubator.
A nurse opened the door for us and the room smelled of William, I could tell he spent a lot of time in here. I looked around and there was a chair with a blanket on it, some nursery books on a small table and a little rattle, but what brought more attention to me was the little life laying in that incubator. William walked closer and sat me downdownpn the chair. My hand touching the glass immediately.
"He's been getting better every day, he's been breathing on his own for a week now," I could hear the pride in William's voice.
"Whenever I'm not with you, I'm with him. The doctors say it helps to hear A parents voice, to have some type of interaction," William explained.
"Look you can put your hand through here and touch him," William said.
William out his hand through the glass and immediately our baby's hand wrapped around his finger, I smiled as tears leaked from my eyes. Hesitantly I put my hand through the glass as well and her lightly touched his other hand, my baby didn't waste a second in wrapping his tiny hand around my finger well.
"Hey baby," I whispered and I swear he smiled.
"I'm your mommy," I whispered and he giggled. William wrapped an arm around me as I cried in relief, my baby was alive and well.
William and I were talking to him when a nurse walked in with a clipboard.
"I'm glad to see you well princess," I thanked her not able to look away from my previous baby.
"And congratulations on our future heir. And speaking of him, I'm here to collect a name for the little guy," she said.
I looked at William, "I didn't want to name him without you here," he said.
I smiled, "how about Jackson?"
"Jackson Ray Silver?" William added.
"That's perfect," I stared at William.
"Prince Jackson Ray, has a nice ring to it," we looked over to the nurse we forgot was there.
She was writing something down and slowly walked over to the incubator where she put in Jackson's name.
"I also have a surprise, he'll be home in two days," she smiled before walking out.
"He'll be home in two days..." I looked at William and a second later we were hugging.
"Our baby will be out, we'll be able to hold him!" William said in pure happiness. We looked over at Jackson who was giggling, he didn't know what for but he felt his parents happiness radiate throughout the whole room and that made him happy, it made him stronger.
Life was looking a lot better, especially with my two handsome males in it.
...Yeah life was great.
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I think this maybe the longest chapters I've written. (3010 words! Wow) I loved it so much though, the emotion got me while I was writing it.
I think this maybe the last chapter before the goodbye epilogue...I'm even sadder!
Thank you to da_fangirl29Â for your suggestion on the name Jackson!
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