"Yes you may go see him." Was the doctors responce. "come and I'll take you to your son." <font color=maroon>+He didn't know what he felt at the realization that his and hallie's child, correction, son...was going to die. They were led into the N.C.U. where their child was being kept. He was incide an incubator, hooked up to many tubes. O had never seen something so small before. Fromthe mixture of his dark skin and Hallie's he'd come out the colour of mocha, a shadow of black hair covered his head. he stared down at the child, feelings he'd never belt before began to take form in his chest, and he realized with shock......he didn't want this child to die.......he wanted him.+</font> -- RD Present: County Hospital

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Date Posted: Wed, Dec 04 2002, 12:53pm PST
Author: Doc/O
Subject: "Yes you may go see him." Was the doctors responce. "come and I'll take you to your son." +He didn't know what he felt at the realization that his and hallie's child, correction, son...was going to die. They were led into the N.C.U. where their child was being kept. He was incide an incubator, hooked up to many tubes. O had never seen something so small before. Fromthe mixture of his dark skin and Hallie's he'd come out the colour of mocha, a shadow of black hair covered his head. he stared down at the child, feelings he'd never belt before began to take form in his chest, and he realized with shock......he didn't want this child to die.......he wanted him.+
In reply to: Osiris 's message, "+He carried her in, her head on his tense shoulders. He felt like his insides were ripping out with worry.....she was in labour but it was early..didn't that mean something was wrong? His eyes land on the nearest nurse.+ "This woman's in labour I want a doctor with her imidiatly."+ His deep voice rang out in an authoritive voice, causing the nurse to start into action.+" on Thu, Nov 14 2002, 2:40pm PST

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She stood back, just able to see their son inside the glass 'case'. Hesitantly she stepped forward, in as much shock as him. One hand reaches out to touch the glass seperating them. She didn't cry, just watched their tiny baby. How could something so innicent be certain of death? Who would choose such a fate. To her it seemed like all the sudden god, or whoever chose these things had turned his back to them. Removing her hand from the glass, and slowly stepping back she didn't dare look up at Osiris. She was afriad to look up at him and see hurt or sadness instead of his usual angry features. eyes continue to stare at the child, having nothing to say or do, almost in a trance. (NT) -- Hallie, Wed, Dec 04 2002, 1:18pm PST

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