Broken Joy
By Kelly
(E-mail: [email protected])
A/N: Okay this is a new story I'm working on. I'm just dabbling at the moment; I want to see what people thing. This is definitely more A/U (Alternative Universe) then not. I don't have a specific time frame yet, but I think it is post-Brian. But I'm not sure I'll just see how it goes. Thanks to Felonious for the quick read through, and Lani for help with the plotline.
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Prologue
Letty stared into the little window where her daughter was being kept alive, barely, but a machine that beeps every minute or so, and a loud machine that pumped air into her tiny lunges, the medical tubing sticking out of the baby seems almost torturous, and the volley of blood and needles they'd stuck into the child had brought cries of confusion and pain that no mother could bare to watch, but refused to let Letty look away.
She'd been in the hospital for two days, and Letty ached to pick up Gabrielle and calm herself too feel the baby breathing regularly. She hadn't been able to touch her since she had followed the paramedics into the hospital, after they had succeeded in re-starting the child's stationary lungs. She felt like she had been standing behind the glass staring on helplessly for a hundred years.
The nursing staff had been watching her impatiently, requesting she sit and eat and drink and try and sleep, they didn't need to deal with a woman on the verge of collapse as well as their other patients. It had been only half an hour ago they had actually got Letty to function enough to rattle off her mother's phone number. When asked if she wanted to talk to her, Letty had stared blankly - making no reply as she was lost inside her guilt laden head.
Twenty minutes later, Letty still staring in on her child, her mother, the infamous Eleanor William, came marching down the hospital hallway, then burst into a sprint, on frail legs that hadn't moved that fast in a good ten years. She bundled her own daughter into her arms and held her tight, stroking her hair, and looking in horrified at her new grandbaby.
Letty was held she barely noticed, turning to kick-start her brain into gear, nothing happened Letty just stood her mother pressing her close and issuing hollow words of sympathy. Then, after 2 days of just existing, the presence of her mother brought the whole mess into reality and sobs rose from her throat as the tears she had been saving spilled down her cheeks, and the sobs broke desperately and she turned into a loud, un-graceful mass of sobbing flesh.
Ele finally coaxed her over to a plush couch, and Letty fell into it her legs to shaky to hold her. Ele continued to rock her daughter, helpless to make her child feel any better, knowing if Letty had fallen ill, ever, she would have been just as in-consolable.
"What happened mija? You tell mama."
"She. she wasn't breathing. I called. the paramedics. they. oh god mama. I should have noticed sooner. She could have brain damage mama. They got to her just in time. She would have died. She hasn't been awake for me then 10 minutes. she is so weak she can barely breathe. they have been taking so much blood, doing tests, asking me questions, then doing more test's. They haven't told me anything, they won't let me in there, in case. in case something. I don't know I just want to hold her." Letty choked as she tried to reign in her tears.
"There, there. Hush, bambina. Shhh. You got her here in time. She is going to survive. It is okay. You will be able to handle it. You and Domi. You both handle this together. Hush. where is your Domi?" Ele demanded.
"I haven't called him." Letty said dropping her head in shame.
"Not called him! Oh mija!" Ele stood looking for coins to right the situation straight away.
"Mama don't!" Letty said trying to stand, and falling straight back down dizzily. "You don't wanna do that mama." Letty said her voice rising in panic.
"Pish posh! Because you have one little argument? Don't be so silly, I'm ashamed of you mija!" Ele declared with a sharp shake of her head.
"Mama!" Letty demanded, standing, un-able to follow her meddling mother as a doctor cornered her, and requested she follow him to a place a little more private where they could discuss the results. Her mother was forgotten that simply and Letty followed the doctor nervously.
By Kelly
(E-mail: [email protected])
A/N: Okay this is a new story I'm working on. I'm just dabbling at the moment; I want to see what people thing. This is definitely more A/U (Alternative Universe) then not. I don't have a specific time frame yet, but I think it is post-Brian. But I'm not sure I'll just see how it goes. Thanks to Felonious for the quick read through, and Lani for help with the plotline.
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Prologue
Letty stared into the little window where her daughter was being kept alive, barely, but a machine that beeps every minute or so, and a loud machine that pumped air into her tiny lunges, the medical tubing sticking out of the baby seems almost torturous, and the volley of blood and needles they'd stuck into the child had brought cries of confusion and pain that no mother could bare to watch, but refused to let Letty look away.
She'd been in the hospital for two days, and Letty ached to pick up Gabrielle and calm herself too feel the baby breathing regularly. She hadn't been able to touch her since she had followed the paramedics into the hospital, after they had succeeded in re-starting the child's stationary lungs. She felt like she had been standing behind the glass staring on helplessly for a hundred years.
The nursing staff had been watching her impatiently, requesting she sit and eat and drink and try and sleep, they didn't need to deal with a woman on the verge of collapse as well as their other patients. It had been only half an hour ago they had actually got Letty to function enough to rattle off her mother's phone number. When asked if she wanted to talk to her, Letty had stared blankly - making no reply as she was lost inside her guilt laden head.
Twenty minutes later, Letty still staring in on her child, her mother, the infamous Eleanor William, came marching down the hospital hallway, then burst into a sprint, on frail legs that hadn't moved that fast in a good ten years. She bundled her own daughter into her arms and held her tight, stroking her hair, and looking in horrified at her new grandbaby.
Letty was held she barely noticed, turning to kick-start her brain into gear, nothing happened Letty just stood her mother pressing her close and issuing hollow words of sympathy. Then, after 2 days of just existing, the presence of her mother brought the whole mess into reality and sobs rose from her throat as the tears she had been saving spilled down her cheeks, and the sobs broke desperately and she turned into a loud, un-graceful mass of sobbing flesh.
Ele finally coaxed her over to a plush couch, and Letty fell into it her legs to shaky to hold her. Ele continued to rock her daughter, helpless to make her child feel any better, knowing if Letty had fallen ill, ever, she would have been just as in-consolable.
"What happened mija? You tell mama."
"She. she wasn't breathing. I called. the paramedics. they. oh god mama. I should have noticed sooner. She could have brain damage mama. They got to her just in time. She would have died. She hasn't been awake for me then 10 minutes. she is so weak she can barely breathe. they have been taking so much blood, doing tests, asking me questions, then doing more test's. They haven't told me anything, they won't let me in there, in case. in case something. I don't know I just want to hold her." Letty choked as she tried to reign in her tears.
"There, there. Hush, bambina. Shhh. You got her here in time. She is going to survive. It is okay. You will be able to handle it. You and Domi. You both handle this together. Hush. where is your Domi?" Ele demanded.
"I haven't called him." Letty said dropping her head in shame.
"Not called him! Oh mija!" Ele stood looking for coins to right the situation straight away.
"Mama don't!" Letty said trying to stand, and falling straight back down dizzily. "You don't wanna do that mama." Letty said her voice rising in panic.
"Pish posh! Because you have one little argument? Don't be so silly, I'm ashamed of you mija!" Ele declared with a sharp shake of her head.
"Mama!" Letty demanded, standing, un-able to follow her meddling mother as a doctor cornered her, and requested she follow him to a place a little more private where they could discuss the results. Her mother was forgotten that simply and Letty followed the doctor nervously.