Love Is.....

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Madline felt like shit. She was weak and her body ached.

The machine that told her heart was beating was already getting on her damn nerves with the steady beeping. The IV’s and the blood transfusion that was connected to the top of her hand were sore and pulled when she wanted to get comfortable.

But she looked down at her stomach and smiled, “You’re a trooper” she murmured as she rubbed her stomach. Her little girl broke her water and tore in the inside of womb causing her to bleed like a stuck pig. The doctors had managed to suppress her contractions, stop the bleeding and now her daughter was back chilling in her stomach but with only half of the fluids that she was suppose to be swimming in. The placenta was unharmed but the one of her IV bags were minerals and vitamin to make sure her the little thing in her stomach came out healthy.

She was going to stay in the hospital for the next couple of weeks until her doctor wanted to bring her daughter out via C-Section.

Madline was happy that in her insurance policy was she was supposed to have her own damn room. She couldn’t take someone chewing her ear off day and night. She was already grouchy from being stuck here until they decided it was safe to bring her daughter.

Madline rolled her eyes at the knock on the door; Dina had just left so it could be only a nurse wanting to take her temperature or blood pressure or something to mess with her.

“Come in!” she hollered.

The door opened and Madline felt her stomach drop, “Nooo…,” she murmured, rubbing her head.

Mr. O walked into the room with big bouquet of flowers which surprised her because they were her favorite, orchids and lilies.

How could have he’d known that?

“I don’t want to stress you out, you don’t need stress. I just wanted to stop by and give you these,” he murmured to her. Madline cursed that his voice was just as sexy as eight months ago.

He put them in a vase as Madline watched him with careful eyes. Inside of her was screaming to stop being a bitch that it wasn’t his fault that she landed in the hospital.

‘He’s the father of your child.’

‘Not his fault you had a hell of a pregnancy’.

‘What happens if you die giving birth? Do you really want your daughter living in foster care?’

That struck home with Madline, hell, if she did die she was to blame that her daughter grew up without parents. Did Madline want her hard stubborn self to be the reason that her little daughter didn’t have a Father?

“I’m Madline by the way,” she murmured, “But you know that since you found me and all,” Madline murmured.

Butch smiled; “I’m Brian O’Neal but everyone calls me Butch” he spoke to her.

Madline made a motion to the chair next to her and Butch took it, gratefully.

“Is it…,” Butch looked at her, Madline nodded.

“Yeah, the little girl is yours” she tapped her stomach.

“A girl,” Butch brighten up instantly, his hand twitched.

Madline sighed, “Give me your hand” she motioned with a finger, the big fella gave her his massive hand and she laid it were her daughter had last kicked her.

“Keep it there. If you’re lucky she might move again though the little monster has been quiet for most of today,” Madline spoke softly, as if she didn’t want to startle her daughter.

“Sounds like she’s been give you hell,” Butch chuckled.

Madline smiled, “She put me into a four day coma at the end of the third month when she shot up my sugar levels.  Not to mention the bleeding I’ve been having because of her. She put my blood pressure threw the roof that I collapsed at work and was a week in the hospital and now this, yeah she’s been giving me a lot of hell,” Madline snorted.

Butch looked at her like he wanted to say something. The big look of fear on his face.

“I’m sorry,” he managed to get out.

Madline rolled her eyes, “Not your fault. You have nothing to do that this pregnancy is just plain awful.”

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Butch wanted to say that it was his fault. He’d seen from Bella, how a pregnancy of his kind was just all kinds of hell. Hell, they nearly lost Bella when she went into labour. He looked at Madline; Bella is a vampire with loads of strength but nearly died. He was suddenly fearful that he was going to lose Madline who was just a human that his daughter would grow up without her Mother if the young made it to birth.

He was about to say something when something under his hand moved, he closed his mouth and looked at the hand that was on Madline’s belly. Then it moved again, he could feel a tiny hand pushing against his.

“She’s moving,” Madline murmured, “Feels like she’s giving you a high-five” she chuckled.

Butch instantly fell in love. His daughter was given him a high-five. He looked at Madline and then and there he made a decision to be apart of his daughter’s life. The only thing was Madline; she needed to know about him.

“I need to tell you something, Madline. I want you to listen to me thoroughly and not freak out,” he murmured.

“What that you’re an alien from another world that came down to earth to get one human female pregnant,” Madline chuckled. When he didn’t laugh, Madline choked on her spit.

“Not an alien,” he shook his head with a smile, “But not human, well half anyway,” he murmured. “I’m a Vampire,” he came out.

“No…No…No,” Madline shook her head, “You’re crazy. I’m carrying a crazy’s man baby,” Madline shook her head, she reached for the call button, but Butch moved so fast that it was out of her reach before she could call the nurse.

“Listen to me,” he spoke sternly as she started to ramble and wanting to holler for help. He shot out what he wanted to say, explaining to Madline what she was carrying, what he was, what his Wife has, who he was apart of.

Madline went quiet only the widening of the eyes or narrowing of them told him how she was feeling, what she was thinking. After Butch spoke his words, he sat back and looked at Madline.

It was a few moments of silence before Madline spoke, “Come here,” she murmured crooking a finger at him.

Butch leaned over to her and didn’t register was happening until too late. Madline’s hand connected with his cheek so hard that the slap echoed in the damn room.

“You couldn’t keep it in your pants, hun! You had to pull me into this! God Dammit, Motherfucker! I have a life you know! You couldn’t have fucked one of your kind!” Madline hollered, the dam breaking as tears leaked out of her eyes and rolled down her cheeks.

The machine next to him started to erratically beep, Madline started to hyperventilate, and it was a second later that the nurses and doctors ran into the room.  Butch looked down on the white bed sheets seeing that they were tinting red again.

“You need to leave, Sir,” one of the nurses spoke to him, Butch automatically got up.

Madline clutched her stomach and cried out in pain. “Leave!” she hollered at him as one the doctors started to holler that her blood pressure was dropping and they needed another blood pack.

Butch was out the door as one of the male nurses’ muscles him out as the shock set in.

“Let go,” Butch growled ripping his arm out of the guys hold and stepped away. The nurse had guts as he glared at Butch and took his stand; most humans were coward and run away from him.

Butch looked at him and then nodded; as he took one of the chairs next to the room. He wasn’t leaving, not until he knew that everything was okay.

It must have been an hour later when the last of the doctors walked out.

“Sir, how she’s doing?” Butch choked out, he had been so worried.

“Are you family?” one of the doctors murmured.

Butch started to shake his head but stopped, “Yes, I’m the baby’s father,” he told the man.

The doctor sighed, “She lost a lot of blood again and went to into labour. I gave her a sedative, medication to suppress the contractions. Your daughter is okay. She’s strong like her Mother,” Doctor smiled, Butch then realized how little he knew about the Mother of his child.

“I suggest that you go home and get some rest. When you come again try not to send into labour again, please,” the Doctor looked at him; Butch nodded and watched the doctor walked off.

Wanting to peak in the room but he could hear rustling and moving and someone talking inside of the room. He didn’t want to walk in something private, he knew that nurses were washing Madline and cleaning the bed. So he opted to go home.

He still needed to tell Vishous and Wrath that were going to be Uncles again.