[they all made it to the ship n into the med bay lickety split]
Westley: [ushered Hater to a ward] This way, sir
Medic: [wheeled Sylvia into the maternity ward]
Peepers: [followed quickly behind them]
Sylvia: (breathing heavily)
Hater: (relucantly follows Westley)
Medic: [chk on Sylvia] Her injuries r reli bad, but the eggs hv to come first. She will hv to start pushing now
Peepers: Do as the medic says, sweet cheeks. I'm right here with u [held onto Sylvia's hand, stroking her sweaty face]
Sylvia: (whimpers, doing her best to push)
Peepers: [kissed her forehead, wiped her brow, anything to help her thru it]
Medic: Ur doing very good, ma'am. Keep going [gets a lot of towels to wiped dwn the bleeding, even gave a small shot to slow the bleeding]
Sylvia: Ah...hurts...so much... ><
Peepers: I know, I know, bt u can do this, I'm here with u
Medic: Keep pushing, ma'am
Sylvia: (shakes her head no, still trying to push)
Peepers: [kissed her forehead n her cheeks, calming her dwn] I'm here, I'm here, u can do it. Ur my tough little zbornak, u can do this, for the babies
Medic: First egg almost crowning, ma'am, ur doing great
Sylvia: (grunts, pushing hard) ><
Medic: [5 mins later, the egg finally came out] I got it! Here's Egg #1
Peepers: Look, sweet cheeks, its our first baby, its here
Sylvia: (smiles, panting before feeling another urge to push) >< Ahh!~
Peepers: Its OK, its OK, I'm right here, sweet cheeks
Medic: [hands the first egg to his assistant n continued to tend toi Sylvia]
Sylvia: Oh gob...I can't, I can't...! ;(
Peepers: Yes u can, sweet cheeks, I'm right next to u [stroke her hair n kissed her cheeks]
Sylvia: ;( But...it hurts...!
Peepers: I know, sweet cheeks, n if I could be in ur position to make u feel better, I would, but our second child needs to be born. For our baby, OK?
Sylvia: ;( ...Okay... (kisses him deeply)
Peepers: [kissed her bk]
Medic: C'mon, ma'am. Ur doing great. Keep pushing with the contractions
Sylvia: (breathes hard, still pushing)
Medic: That's it... That's it, that's very good, ma'am, it's crowning
Peepers: [massaged her bk to help her along]
Sylvia: Mmmm... (pushing her hardest)
Medic: [a few mins later, catches the egg] Here we go! I got it! Congratulations, guys, u got twin eggs
Peepers: Hear that, sweet cheeks? Our babies r here
Sylvia: I... I heard... (breathing hard) Feel so... tired... Pipsqueak...
Peepers: S-Sweet cheeks? Sweet cheeks, stay with me
Medic: [passed the second egg to his assistant again n chk her] Oh no, she losing more blood, n she's going into septic shock from her wounds. Pls step aside, sir, we need to tend to her
Peepers: No, no! I'm not leaving her!
Medic: Pls, sir....
Sylvia: Peepers...you k...know I love you...don't you...?
Peepers: D-Dont say that, of course I do, n I love u so so much... U will be fine, u will get better n we can watch our eggs hatch n we could... ;( We could...
Sylvia: Shh...it's okay...(rests her hand against his face) it's going to be okay...
Peepers: [ignored the medics telling him to leave as they were trying to save her as he held her hand] Yeah, it's gonna be OK, u will be OK... U will be with me, with us, our family... ;(
Sylvia: :) I will, Peepers...even if... if... (sleepiness was overpowering her)
Peepers: No, no, Sylvia, stay with me! Stay with me, Sylvia! Don't leave me! ;(
Medic: We're losing her! Get me more of those anti-bleeding shots! N a defib!
Sylvia: (smiles at him, tears in her eyes as they slowly closed)
Peepers: Sylvia! No! No no no no no, Sylvia!!
Medic: [ushered him aside to try n revive her, bt in vain, sighing sadly aftr almost 10 mins of trying] Call it. Time of death is...
Peepers: No! NO!! NOOOO!!! SYLVIAAAAAA!!! [hugged Sylvia's body as he wailed in agony]
(her body felt cold to his touch, the smile still on her face...)
Peepers: ;( [sobbed hard, hugging her close, not wanting to let her go]
Medic: Sir... Commander Peepers, sir... I'm reli sorry for ur loss, bt... at least u hv ur eggs. They're a little premature n hv to be kept in incubation, bt their vitals are all good...
Peepers: [sniffles, hugging Sylvia for wat seemed like forever, before reluctantly letting her go to see his eggs inside the incubation case]
Medic: [turns to see someone entering the ward] Ohh, Lord Hater, sir, u should be resting...
Hater: (holding his arm) Well, you know... Couldn't sit still...
Peepers: S-Sir... [looked up at him with his teary red eye] ;(
Hater: :O C Peeps? You okay?
Peepers: [turned to look at Sylvia's body being covered by the medic with the white sheet, n started sobbing again] ;(
Hater: (realizes) :( Oh Peepers... I'm sorry... (holds out his good arm to hug the Watchdog)
Peepers: [hugged Hater bk, sobbing in his arms] We... We barely evn... We're not evn a yr into our marriage... N now... now she's gone... ;(
Hater: :( (just holds his second in command close)
Peepers: [sobbed for a while, then clenched his fists as his face turned dark] She will pay... That bitch, she will pay!! She killed my wife!! I'll kill her!!! (angry)
Hater: (blinks in surprise; he's seen Peepers angry before but never like this)
Peepers: I'll kill her! Her n her entire troop!! I'll fucking kill her!!! [started breaking n smashing things in anger, throwing a fit]
Hater: :O Whoa, Peepers, easy!
Peepers: [was blind with rage, still thrashing abt, smashing things, n was getting dangerously close to the incubation case where his eggs were]
Hater: Peepers, NO!! (quickly grabs him to restrain him)
Peepers: Let go of me!! LET GO!!! [struggled in Hater's arms, his heart racing, fueled by adrenaline n rage]
Hater: (quickly holds Peepers down using his foot to give him a good slap to the face)
Peepers: :o [snapped out of it from the slap] Sir, wat the...?
Hater: Just calm down, Peepers... I know you're pissed, but... (turns his head towards the eggs) You would've almost killed your own kids!
Peepers: [panted hard as his brain focused, finally seeing the eggs] Oh gob... Oh gob, wat hv I done...?
Hater: (holds Peepers close) We'll take her down somehow...just somehow...
Peepers: Y-Yes, sir... W-We will... [sniffles in Hater's arms as he looked sadly at his eggs]
Hater: (rubs the Watchdog's back) :(
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