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Leave It To Fate

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As she was rolled through the hallways of the hospital, all Lorna could think was that this wasn't what she wanted.

'God, please, please let my baby be okay.' She prayed in her head, 'I want this baby, don't take it from me now. I'm sorry I was going to get rid of it, I'm sorry. I'll love it and raise it, just please let it be okay!' She begged.

Then, to make matters worse, her daughter was hovering over her. Lorna flinched a little when the doctor told her what was happening to her, the look of shock that crossed her daughter's face jabbed at Lorna's heart. There was no doubt that her husband would be told about this now, though whether he showed up or not was questionable after their fight. Lorna wasn't sure if he'd still care now that he'd kicked her out. She didn't really care though, if she was honest with herself. Because really, the only person she wanted to see was Marco.

And it was at that moment that she realized she truly loved the Italian man. She had loved him for a while now, but at that moment she finally stopped lying to herself and accepted it as the truth. Because right then and there, when she was in pain, and scared out of her mind, the only person in the whole world that she wanted next to her was Marco. That man was so sweet to her, even after she had sabotaged him and been awful to him, he still loved her and made her feel like the most cherished woman in the world. And even when he had found out about her pregnancy, he hadn't rejected her, he had stepped up and had been willing to be with her through it all, she wasn't just some fling to him, and Lorna loved him even more for that.

It's not that Lorna wanted to have an affair, but after how loved Marco made her feel, she realized that Bob hadn't made her feel that way in years. That fact in itself made her feel less guilty about the matter. And if after all she had put up with for him made him still feel the need to kick her out after her transgressions then that just gave her all the more reason to stay with Marco.

As these thoughts flew through her head, she was barely aware of the doctors and nurses flitting around her. After a while she became aware of the lack of commotion, looking towards Sheila, who was one of the nurses left in her room, she opened her mouth to ask when her daughter cut her off.

"The baby's fine mom, it will be okay. The doctors managed to save it by stabilizing your levels. Stress caused this, as well as the chemicals at your work probably." Sheila explained. As soon as Lorna heard that her baby would be fine she sagged in relief, her hand going to rest on her abdomen. Her relief was stifled by her daughter's next words however. "I'm sure dad will be relieved. He's been waiting outside for the past half hour."

"How long have I been in here?" Lorna asked, dread settling in the back of her throat.

"About two hours." Sheila answered. "Is it alright if I go?" At the responding nod, the young nurse left the room.

Not even 15 minutes later, she heard raised voices outside her room, and then Marco burst through the door, clutching his face.

"Marco!" Lorna gasped in surprise. The Italian rushed over to her, cupping her face with one hand and covering the one she had resting on her stomach with the other.

"Are you okay? Is the baby alright?" Marco asked her, worry filling his eyes.

"We're both fine, thankfully. I'm so glad you're here. I was so scared." She whispered, clutching his hand as tears started to slip down her face. Marco brushed away a tear with his thumb, and leaned in to kiss her lips.

"I'm here, and everything will be fine." He reassured her.

"But what about my husband, my daughter said he was outside my room, what did he do?" Lorna gushed, concern etched on her face.

"Ah, well he punched me. And told me to stay away from you. But I ignored him. He kicked you out, I don't think he has a right to come between us now." Marco said, his voice getting quieter as he reached the end, his eyes darting to the floor. Reaching a hand up to tenderly run along his jaw, Lorna tilted his face up so she could meet his eyes.

"I want to be with you, no matter what. I'm sorry I've been pushing you away. I love you, I really do and this baby is proof of that. I think you were right, this is a sign, fate wants us to be together. I can only hope that you still want me." Lorna said, doubt filling her as she looked at Marco. However that was all washed away as he pressed his lips against hers in a gentle but passionate kiss.

"I hope that answers your question. I'll never leave you." Marco said smiling, as he stroked her hair.