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Laid Up: Another Season 3
“What? Why?” Alice’s eyes enlarged as did everyone else’s.
“Uh…the delivery went wrong. She’ll be okay. She has to rest. An infection…She’s going to be fine.” Bette hoped that she sounded sincere.
Dana looked skeptical. She could see that Bette was worried. “She is?”
“Dr. Wilson is with her and a specialist. She’s being well cared for.” Bette looked down at Angelica and bit her lower lip. “She hasn’t even met her baby yet.”
Everyone’s attention went to the baby who looked amazingly like her non-birth mother.
Bette was so proud and beamed an infectious radiant smile as she stood. “This is Angelica.”
Kit looked at her sister knowing why she had chosen that name and was happy for both of them. The baby was guaranteed to be a strong and lively presence in the world with that name. Her namesakes were women to be reckoned with. Kit glanced at her sister and then back down at her niece as she took her from Bette. “Hi, Angelica…”
* * * * *
Three days later
Bette was sitting in a green vinyl-covered chair in a surprisingly cheery hospital room holding Angelica. It was the middle of the afternoon and there was no more available counter or window sill space. Flowers filled the room—flowers from Shane and Jenny, Shane and Carmen, Kit, and employees of the Planet. Allyn Barnes, the last artist Bette had the opportunity to work with at the CAC had sent a beautiful yet understated bouquet. Dana and Alice’s bouquet had been sugar cookies most of which Bette had consumed while sitting there hour after hour. The cryobank had sent congratulatory flowers with a card that had a million little sperm swimming on it. The flowers that the CAC had the nerve to deliver with Franklin’s name on it had been trashed in the hall near the nurses’ station. The room was a bit too cluttered for Bette’s artistic eye, but her focus really wasn’t the flowers or the hideous artwork on the walls, or the various plastic apparatuses on the small nightstand. Her eyes panned in two directions only—from the baby in her arms to her lover stretched out in the hospital bed a few feet from her. Tina was actually sitting up, reclining ever so slightly against a pile of pillows. Bette watched as one of the nurses she had become friendly with completed expressing milk from Tina. When Tina was sitting up in this position, it seemed like she had just closed her eyes for a brief rest. She knew this wasn’t true. The unusually steady breathing and the partially shaved head were dead giveaways, not to mention the catheter the doctors had placed in the center of her brain to drain spinal fluid and prevent further brain swelling.
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(109 votes, average: 3.39 out of 5)
Wow…heartwrenching…grabbed my heart and didn’t let go!!! Thank you!
That was excellent. I loved it.
Excellant post. I’m with Seahurt all the way. Where’s that oxygen tank….there…now that should do it…lol:) Please soon. Thanks. Bye now
I’m sorry for my bad english. I meant Please Post soon. There. Now that should do it.
OMG…my poor heart. Thank you for bringing this story to us. One of those “if only”…please post very soon.
wow, you’ve got our attention for sure…It’s great to finally see all these new stories starting, especially from some writers that we’ve not heard from in a while…I totally 2nd Seahurts comments!!!
That’s great. Keep on please.
Great to see you back here! Another excellent, compelling story, as usual. Really wonderful–post again soon.
Man, I have to say that I already prefer this story to S3, and it’s only the first chapter! Tina in a coma is better than bitchface Tina on the show. You write so well too, and you have the characters down pat. Excellent job! Please continue.
Portia, I cherish fond memories of your first story, which was so well and densely written. Thank you for coming back and giving us your version of S3. I can’t wait to read it!
This is great. Please continue. I love this. And yes, it’s heartwrenching. please post soon
Wonderful Post. I continue to completely enjoy your writing. Your spin on season 3 is over a kajillion times better than IC’s version! Thank you very much for writing!
I haven’t even read the story yet because I saw your name and got all giddy. Your first story and especially your last story are still part of my favorite few. BRB after I read.
This is wonderful. I hope in season 4 this is what they go back too (tina was in a coma and none of season 3 happened)
WOW.sad but also so beautiful thanks
it’s better, at least we know what’s happening in the lost 6 months…please, no henry or dead dana or other drama…just a little drama
i have been saying it from day 1… tina is in a coma… she has to be … season 3 sucked… and everyone is so out of character… even helena ia nice… now where else would helena be so nice then in tina’s mind… we should be so lucky that this is how season4 starts.. with tina waking up… IC.. you listening…
absolutely terrific!
This story was so heartwrenching. Our family just went through this situation with my brother in-law. He lived in this state for one and half years before he finally left this earth. The patient can hear you and if they are able to will respond. It may just be blinking of the eyes, or a squeeze of the hand but they do hear you. Thank you for this take. I to am not happy with the 3rd season. Maybe in your story we can skip the whole guy thing.
Great story :D Please post more soon
I’ve just bookmarked this to read when I have some free time a friend told me about this fic. And I have to say that I’m really intrigued I love that you’ve kept Bette and Tina together all while sorting out things and Tina’s post partum and them healing separately and together to be better for each other thank you for not having them break up I’m also intrigued on how you’re getting Tina’s family into it I can’t wait to read