Prologue
She, my wife, looked at me with something close to panic in her eyes, as the nurse placed a tiny pink bundle of a squirming baby in her arms. A baby girl, my baby girl, our baby girl.
Shit. I was a father.
I could feel the panic seeping off her body, because I was right there with her. We were two very messed up, screwed up individuals. We barely stayed sane together… what the hell were we thinking bringing another life into this crazy screwed up world?
Shit.
I attempted a comforting smile, but knew she could see through it. She knew me better than anyone, just as I knew her well enough to know she was probably cursing at me in that hard head of hers. It's okay., I told myself, it's okay.
I took a step towards her, and as I got close, I saw her watching me, still holding the baby awkwardly against her breasts, with fear, incredulity, and a hint of love. As soon as I got close enough, she thrust the baby in my arms, and folded her arms against her chest with a shudder.
I looked at the tiny bundle in my arms now, panicking myself, as I watched the calm blue eyes staring at me with curiosity. I held my breath, scared I would hurt it...the baby… her, if I as much as breathed.
What the hell were we thinking, bringing this little bundle into this crazy messed up world?
"She has your eyes." I said out loud, as the little bundle in my arms blinked at me.
"Yeah" my wife wrapped her arms around herself, rubbing one of her hands up and down her arms, as if to comfort herself.
Balancing the little one on one arm, I took a seat beside my wife on the hospital bed and wrapped one arm around her. I leaned towards her and kissed her forehead, then her lips. I looked at my wife to see her eyes soften as she watched our daughter yawn, and her eyes droop sleepily. Holding her close I looked at the little bundle nestled trustingly between the two of us: her mother, and father, and my heart filled with so much love, I thought it might just explode.
Mine.
I knew then that they were both mine, and I was completely theirs. My wife and I were a part of each other, and here was another person… another life, that was a part of the both of us. We MADE her. Our blood ran through her veins. Our love would fill her heart. We loved her… through all the fear, through all the panic… there was so much love for her. Here was hope that we may not be complete screw ups. Maybe, just maybe, we had a chance. A chance of a life, a family, we new had growing up. I knew she would be love… perhaps because of our past, or maybe despite of it.
"Hope."
I looked at my wife with confusion.
"Her name." She replied with a smile, and tears?, oh god there were tears in her eyes!, "She is a hope for us, sweetheart. The two of us are… we're messed up. But she brings hope to us."
Not knowing what to say, I looked down at our daughter, sleeping so peacefully between us. I leaned down to kiss her forehead.
"Our little hope."
hey guys, it's been a while since I've been on IF. I don't really watch serials anymore so I'm not sure which jodi I want to use for this fanfiction... so I kinda left out the names. I will take votes into consideration so please let me know who you want to see. I will include a lot more jodis here than just this one, however these two and the baby are the main characters. Not much is revealed in this prologue except that they're both terrified of the baby but know she will be loved more than anything. Please comment. Will be back with chapter one tomorrow. It'll probably be a short-ish fanfic so don't expect much. =]
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