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mkrobinsonTitle: Hold
Fandom: Sweet Valley University
Universe: Post 19 AU
Genre: Romance/Drama
Rating: T
Warning: none really
Word Count: 365
Summary: He was still so confused... 1/2 AU Post Broken Promises, Shattered Dreams
"Are you feeling any better?" Steven asked Billie, nervously standing in the entrance to her hospital room, wanting more than anything to sit beside her, holding her hand, but a bit afraid she would throw something at him. He was still so confused by what had happened since he'd arrived home from Sweet Valley.
"Yeah," she responded, her voice barely above a whisper. "You can come closer," she continued. "I won't bite or anything."
"You really want me here?" He asked, his voice low, jamming his hands in his jeans pockets. "You're sure?"
"Yeah," she said, her tone pleading. "I want you to be here with me."
That, frankly, was all the invitation that Steven had needed. Truth be told, he was feeling incredibly guilty for fighting with Billie and making her start to bleed and potentially causing her to miscarry. The fact that she hadn't lost their baby had really done nothing to assuage his guilt.
"I'm sorry," he said as he sat in the chair next to her bed, looking past her to a point on the wall. "I didn't mean for this to happen."
"You didn't make it happen," she protested, sitting up slightly, the sheets on the bed pooling on her lap. "It wasn't your fault."
One of her hands was connected to an IV, he noticed, but he reached out and squeezed the other, never wanting to let go.
"Is it scared of me?" He asked in a small voice. "Because I yelled?"
"No," she replied. "It loves you. I promise."
"Are you scared of me?" That voice was even smaller.
She shook her head. "No, I'm not," she promised. "You can get in bed and hold me, if you want. It's alright as long as you don't disturb the monitor. That's how you can hear the baby. Maybe you can see it, too, it's on the screen."
"That's the baby?" Steven asked, as he slipped cautiously on to the bed beside her, wrapping his arms around her. "Wicked."
He kissed the top of her head. "I promise it'll get better," he told her. "I won't let any of them stress you out again, alright?"
"Alright," she agreed. "I know."
Fandom: Sweet Valley University
Universe: Post 19 AU
Genre: Romance/Drama
Rating: T
Warning: none really
Word Count: 365
Summary: He was still so confused... 1/2 AU Post Broken Promises, Shattered Dreams
"Are you feeling any better?" Steven asked Billie, nervously standing in the entrance to her hospital room, wanting more than anything to sit beside her, holding her hand, but a bit afraid she would throw something at him. He was still so confused by what had happened since he'd arrived home from Sweet Valley.
"Yeah," she responded, her voice barely above a whisper. "You can come closer," she continued. "I won't bite or anything."
"You really want me here?" He asked, his voice low, jamming his hands in his jeans pockets. "You're sure?"
"Yeah," she said, her tone pleading. "I want you to be here with me."
That, frankly, was all the invitation that Steven had needed. Truth be told, he was feeling incredibly guilty for fighting with Billie and making her start to bleed and potentially causing her to miscarry. The fact that she hadn't lost their baby had really done nothing to assuage his guilt.
"I'm sorry," he said as he sat in the chair next to her bed, looking past her to a point on the wall. "I didn't mean for this to happen."
"You didn't make it happen," she protested, sitting up slightly, the sheets on the bed pooling on her lap. "It wasn't your fault."
One of her hands was connected to an IV, he noticed, but he reached out and squeezed the other, never wanting to let go.
"Is it scared of me?" He asked in a small voice. "Because I yelled?"
"No," she replied. "It loves you. I promise."
"Are you scared of me?" That voice was even smaller.
She shook her head. "No, I'm not," she promised. "You can get in bed and hold me, if you want. It's alright as long as you don't disturb the monitor. That's how you can hear the baby. Maybe you can see it, too, it's on the screen."
"That's the baby?" Steven asked, as he slipped cautiously on to the bed beside her, wrapping his arms around her. "Wicked."
He kissed the top of her head. "I promise it'll get better," he told her. "I won't let any of them stress you out again, alright?"
"Alright," she agreed. "I know."
