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Ferlesa Baby
Ferlen - Alistair Fitzgerald's Senior Undersecretary
Send Me an Owl! - 12:56, April 10, 2015 (UTC)
After a moment he would smile, tipping her chin up to look at him. "I'm just glad you and the baby are ok."
Teresa Black - Prisoner - Home
Send Me an Owl! - Echostar 12:57, April 10, 2015 (UTC)
~"Family is not an important thing. It's everything."
She nodded, smiling a bit.
He would smile back. "So...are you comfortable here?"
She smiled. "As comfortable as I can be in a hospital. Mary made sure I have everything I need."
He would nod. "Ok then. Well...I suppose I'll come by tomorrow to see how you are."
She nodded, biting back a sigh. She knew he had to leave- but she hated watching him go. She offered a small smile. "Alright."
He would lean in and give her a kiss, smiling. "Don't worry...you'll be home soon enough."
She kissed him back. "And we'll have a newborn child to take home with me." She paused, then hugged him gently.
He would nod. "Sleep well."
She nodded. "You too."
"You did the right thing, Mary. It feels wrong because you're not the one helping her, and you just have to trust that she is being helped." Her tone was firm, but gentle.
Mary Waters - Apartment
~"I miss the person I used to be."
"Is she just worried that she's going to worry me? Is that the primary reason why she won't tell me?" Her voice sounded worried.
"If I were the one in Renee's position, Mary, how would you be treating me?"
She sighed. "I know, I know- give her space."
"She needs time to heal, Mary. She might not understand that... but are your actions reflecting your words?"
"I tried to help others, like you said... but by going down to the holding cells before she was ready, she could've prolonged her state."
She paused. "Like Renee said... she's not one to wait around. She hates feeling that way... so she's trying to stop feeling that way." Mary started to interrupt, but she pressed on. "You know you can't hover over her. I know you're worried... but she needs to figure this out in her own way. And if she really does fall too far, you'll be able to help catch her."
There was a long pause. "I just...."
Her voice was soft. "I know, Mary. You have such a big heart, sis."
"Sometimes it can lead me into trouble."
Her voice grew softer still. "You can never love too much, Mary. The only remedy for love is to love more- as you've said yourself many a time. You know what's best for Renee, sis... you know what to do."
There was a slight pause. "Okay."
"You never need to feel helpless, Mary. Sometimes inaction is the best help possible." She let out a small chuckle. "That's what I'm doing now, right?"
"Is there anything I can get for you? Even if it's just something to help pass the time?"
She paused. "I was going to ask Ferlen to fetch me some of my work from my desk if this goes on much longer...." She sighed after a moment. "But I bet I wouldn't be aloud to take it out of the Ministry yet."
"Cabin fever starting to set in, huh? Should I sneak you outside?" she asked with a chuckle.
"You know, I had an idea about that. Maybe you could talk to Ash Prince about adding an open air garden for the patients. That way patients wouldn't have to sneak out a window and down a tree just to get some fresh air."
She chuckled. "That's a really good idea. I'll make an appointment with Prince about it, and see if we can start the process."
"I... I think I'm feeling... contractions." The sensation was odd... there was only a ghost of pain, but she could feel the pressure of it, and her back ached dully.
Ashley Flame - Support Auror - Office
~"Glory paid to our ashes comes too late."
She raced to get Hope. This was so not her territory.
Hope Black Hufflepuff Alumna - Head Healer at St. Mungo's
-"My family is my strength and my weakness."
– 14:43, April 13, 2015 (UTC)
She walked in calmly, smiling at Teresa. "Is it time, Teresa?"
"I think so," she said, her voice a bit scared. She couldn't feel the pain... and she had a feeling she would get a massive headache if she tried.
She turned to Ashley. "Go find Mary, and notify Ferlen please," she said before turning back to Teresa. She smiled reassuringly. "Everything will be fine."
She dashed up to Mary's office, sending a Patronus to Ferlen on her way.
She nodded, concentrating on her breathing.
He would rush in. "I'm here..."
She smiled to Ferlen, and nodded encouragingly to Teresa. "Just focus on your breathing." She moved her wand over Teresa, checking on things.
She walked quickly in as well. "How are you feeling, Teresa?"
She breathed slowly and deeply, trying to quell her fear. "Nie czuję bólu, ale czuję presji."
OOC: "I cannot feel pain, but I can feel the pressure."
She translated out loud, frowning.
That was a bit of a concern. Feeling the pain was a bit essential to this process. "What do you mean you cannot feel pain?"
She shook a little. She knew exactly why she couldn't feel pain. "Ja...." Another contraction coursed through her.
OOC: "I..."
He would frown, looking at Mary. "It's a side effect of something she was working on...but she was supposed to discuss it with you before now..."
She wished Mary-- or Teresa-- would've told her this sooner. "It might make the birthing process more difficult then, Teresa, since most women can tell through the pain when they are supposed to start pushing. It just means that I'll need to coach you through this more carefully, and you will absolutely need to listen to every word I say. Is that something you can do?"
"Sorry, Hope... we only discussed it briefly yesterday, and I didn't see you since...."
She nodded. "Yes," she said, the English coming with effort.
Nearly 20 hours later, on June 22, she sat up in bed, exhausted, but holding her and Ferlen's new baby girl in her arms.
She smiled at the new parents happily. She moved her wand over the baby girl, and over Teresa, checking for any complications or anything else worrisome. When she didn't find it, and nodded to both of them. "Do you have a name for her yet?"
He'd glance at Teresa. They'd talked about a lot of names...but he couldn't think of one they'd decided on.
"Not yet," she said softly. She stroked the baby's hair gently, tears silently rolling down her cheeks. "But we will."
She grinned. "We'll leave you two alone for a bit."
He would give Teresa a gentle kiss on the cheek. "How are you?"
She smiled up at him. "I'm okay."
He would look down at the sleeping baby. "So...what shall we call her?"
She smiled. "Rose?" she asked.
He would nod. "Sure...I like Rose. The little fluff of on top looks reddish anyway, so it seems appropriate. I wonder if she'll actually have red hair, or if it'll darken or lighten as she grows..."
She smiled down at their daughter. "Time will tell."
He would nod, leaning down and giving her a gentle kiss on her forehead.
She smiled, still crying silently, and snuggled their daughter close. "What about a middle name?"
He would think about it. "Sophia?"
"I like that," she replied. "That's Mary's middle name." She smiled.
He nodded. "I know...I thought it sounded better than 'Rose Mary', for which she'd get mocked her whole career at Hogwarts."
She chuckled. "Fair enough."
"Or...maybe Grace? Rose Grace...?"
She smiled. "I like that too."
He would nod. "I think I like Grace. Either it'll be descriptive of her...or something to tease her endlessly about." He would smile happily.
She grinned. "It sounds perfect."
He would look around, making sure it was just them in the room still. "So...what's next?"
"I think we just enjoy the moment," she said softly. "Would you like to hold her?" she asked with a smile.
He would smile a little, and nod.
She carefully passed Rose over to Ferlen.
He would gently take her, careful to suppose her head. "...she's so tiny..."
She smiled. "She was born early- she's just over five pounds."
He would nod. "It's...pretty amazing."
She nodded, reaching out to stroke Rose's tiny strands of hair, speaking in a small murmur. "Zawsze będę cię kochać i chronić, mój mały Rose Grace. I nie może być matką można być dumnym, ale dołożę wszelkich starań , aby był bezpieczny i szczęśliwy. Obiecuję."
OOC: "I will always love you and protect you, my little Rose Grace. I may not be a mother you can be proud of, but I will do my best to keep you safe and happy. I promise."
He would give her a look. "...I still can't speak Polish..."
She smiled up at him. "Sorry... I was just saying that I love her... that we'll protect her."
He would nod. "So...will you teach her Polish?"
She grinned. "I might."
He would nod.
She smiled at him. "So.. you're officially a father." She yawned.
"...and you're officially a mother." He would smile. "Worried?"
He would frown a little. "...why?"
"It's more like what you said when my water broke... it was the first of many scares as a parent."
He would shrug. "I suppose...but why be worried when nothing's wrong yet? Can't it at least wait until there's an actual issue?"
She smiled. "True."
He would hand her back to Teresa. "So...I assume you'll both be staying here tonight...and then possibly coming home tomorrow?"
She cradled Rose close. "Probably a couple days longer, since she was so early. Make sure there are really no lasting problems."
He would nod. "Makes sense...though I can't imagine being here so many extra days after already having been here a week. Is there anything I can get you to help...?"
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