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Zack: You should go lie down on the bed I had made for you. You need your rest, you know. Don’t worry about too much, I’ll take care of things for a while.
Maria: *doesn’t respond to Zack since she’s lost in her thoughts at the moment. She continues to nibble on her food and watch the river outside, but doesn’t seem to be paying much attention to anything. Instead, her mind is dwelling over the “demon” child inside her and how she lost her family, per usual*
Zack: *finishes up with his own meal, then places the leftover food on a plate before heading outside to wash off the cooking utensils and the rest of the stuff off in the river. He then moves back to the house and sits just inside the doorway, putting his head down on the doorframe. He closes his eyes and sighs, missing Holly, Meirnden and Xelong very much*
Maria: *is broken out of her reverie by the sound of Zack’s sigh. She looks over at him before setting the plates down and standing up* I think I’ll rest now, like you suggested. Thank you for the meal. It was quite good. *gives him a soft, friendly grin before leaving to wander through the house until she finds the bed*
Zack: *glances up at her* That’s alright… *lowers his head once again and remains seated in the doorway, wondering how long he is going to be stuck there. He remains there for quite a number of hours and watches night fall on the small village*
Maria: *sighs in relief as she finally finds the bed. She cautoiusly tests it out at first, not certain if it would be to her liking. However, she soon discovers that is indeed very comfortable and lies down on her back. She stares up at the ceiling for a few hours, not able to sleep. Still, she manages to fall asleep if she is undisturbed for those first few hours and remains asleep until morning*
And so the months passed. Summer turned to fall, and the weather began to cool down. The sunny warm days were replaced with cloudy overcast and grey windy days, and soon enough the signs of birds migrating north began to be seen on a regular basis.
Zack kept himself occupied working for people in the village, mostly repairing whatever they had that was broken. It kept him entertained, but it did nothing for his homesickness. He returned to the house in the village at the end of the day with whatever food he could find in the surrounding area, but even that was beginning to become scarce. He also worried about Maria, her overall mood bothered him.
He walked back to the house later that evening, carrying a small bag of of corn he had stolen from a farm many miles away. There was barely any food for sale left in the village so he had resorted to stealing whatever he could find. He dumped the bag on the floor and headed into Maria’s bedroom area, looking for her.
“I’m back… how are you?”
Maria had withered at nearly the same pace as leaves further up north would have dried out and shriveled. However, in the tropical enviroment that they were in, the trees kept a good majority of their green leaves all throughout the year. In any case, Maria’s depression and self-loathing had made her turn on herself several times throughout the past few months, occaccionally attemting to scratch out the fetus from her enlarged abdomen. However, most of the time she simply stopped caring and would stare out the window for hours to days on end without responding at all.
Despite her steadly degenerating physical state, her stomach continued to swell and the infant did not seem to have many ill effects due to Maria’s neglectful attitude. Any time that Zack may have scanned the fetus to check up on its health, he’d find no abnormalties or anything of concern, even though the mother’s body was another story. About the only major problem would be that the infant may be too large to pass though the mother’s passage. So, the probability that Maria would require a C-section was rising with the day.
As for today, Maria had been staring out the window as usual when her water broke. She didn’t even bother to react to the discomfort of sitting in the fluids and continued to stare out the window.
Maria: *blinks, coming to with the sound of Zack’s voice and slowly looks up at him* Hello, sir… The water looks cold today.
Zack: *frowns as he looks down at her* Are you alright? Did you wet yourself while I was gone? *offers a hand to help her to her feet* You’re getting worse, you know. Come on, cheer up, it’s not so bad. You’ve got a new life and a new house, and you have a lot to look forward to.
Maria: *blinks and looks down at herself then up at Zack* I didn’t notice… *she takes his hand and stands upright, groaning in pain as the movement makes her feel the pressure of the infant being positioned to exit her body* I don’t feel well…. *rubs her abdomen*
Zack: *frowns at her and scans the infant in her belly* Ah… lie down. I’ll go get some towels… we’re going to be here a while… *quickly runs outside and dashes into the nearby bushes, teleporting away to distant farmland to steal towels and blankets. He teleports back and runs into the house once more, throwing the towels onto the bed* Just lie down and get comfortable. We’ll be here many hours into the night.
Maria: *stares at Zack, confused. She had become mildly delusional in the past few months, so she doesn’t seem to comprehend what he told her. Still, she walks over to her bed and lies down, sighing. She is completely oblivious to the fact that she is in labor*
*Once Zack returns, she stares at the towels then blankly looks up at him* What are those for? Why are you acting so strangely, sir?
Zack: Well, um. These kinds of things can get really messy. *teleports his box of medical equipment to the space just beyond the foot of the bed, figuring he may need it very soon* You’re going to have your baby now. I’ll be here and will keep a watch over you while you give birth. If you need anything, please let me know.
Maria: *sounds almost bored and disinterested as she speaks* Oh… So it’s time. Ok. Thank you. *she rests her head back and somehow manages not to be even bothered by the contractions in her stomach. She only gasps from time to time as really strong ones hit, but overall, she is less than interested in participating in the event*
Zack: *deeply frowns at her lack of enthusiasm or emotion towards the whole issue* You’re not even going to try and push it out when it’s time? *slowly shakes his head* If you don’t, the infant is going to stay in there and you can go septic… it’s not a very pleasant situation to be in. And I don’t have the proper tools to deal with something like that.
Maria: *looks down at Zack, a faint frown in her lips then she slowly nods and sits upright to push. Still, despite the fact that she’s going through the motions of pushing, she’s not putting much of an effort into it. Also, it would become evident that she is too frail to allow the infant to safely exit her passage*
Zack: *sighs at her and leaves her be for a few moments, frowning as he comes to the realization that she is not strong enough to naturally deliver the infant* Lie back and relax, alright? *crouches down and goes through his box of medical equipment, looking for antiseptic liquid wash, and anaesthetic injectible medicine. He takes a syringe and a needle out of it’s packaging, then loads up the syringe with a standard dose of anaesthetic* I’ll take care of you. All you have to do is go to sleep. *injects her in the arm with the anaesthetic and sits back, waiting for her to drift into unconciousness*
Maria: *stares at the needle, her eyes going wide with fear for she had never seen anything like it before. Still, she doesn’t move and stays put while Zack is injecting her* What was that…? *moans and shakes her head* I feel strange.. *she continues to groan for a few more minutes, seeming to want to try to move, but unable. Eventually, she closes her eyes and drifts into a deep sleep*
Zack: *deeply frowns* Don’t worry, you’ll be awake again in a few hours… *pulls up her dress, then grabs some cotton and soaks it in the antiseptic, wiping off her entire lower belly area as he prepares it for surgery. Zack then places on a pair of surgeon’s rubber gloves as well as a face mask, then picks up a surgical knife from his box of supplies and thoroughly wipes it off with the antiseptic fluid, using it to carefully cut into the skin* I always hate doing this… *He winces slightly as he carefully cuts through flesh and muscle, then he cuts into the lower half of the womb, piercing the amniotic fluid sac to make it drain completely. After making sure everything is alright, he carefully pries the infant out of the incisions he made, severing the umbilical cord, then holds the infant upsidedown and thumps it’s back to help drain any fluid out of it’s airway*
The infantile Jenna immediately begins to cry as Zack hangs her upside-down. She fidgets about and seems quite upset now that she’s free from her safe place in Maria’s womb.
Maria: *softly moans in her sleep, but remains sedated through the entire procedure. There is probably quite a bit of blood coming out of her thanks to the surgery that Zack had to conduct*
Zack: *broadly grins at the infant’s immediate liveliness and quickly moves away to grab a couple of towels, bundling her up in one, setting her down on the ground beside him. He then quickly threads some suture thread through a very sharp needle and begins to quickly sew up the incision he made in Maria’s womb, then sews up the muscle, flesh and skin he cut through, cleaning it up with more antiseptic and cotton. He then covers it up with a large piece of gauze and covers Maria with a blanket so she will stay warm until she wakes again. He picks up the infant and holds her in his arms, frowning as he ponders what to do about feeding her*
Jenna: *continues to scream for nearly an entire hour before finally tiring herself out. The infant yawns and begins to drift asleep after a bit, too tired to continue complaining. So, the infant curls up in Zack’s arms and begins to drift to sleep*
Maria: *softly mumbles in her sleep, fidgeting more and more as the drugs wear off, but she remains asleep for several hours. She only wakes once it’s long past nightfall*
Zack: *just sits with the infant in a chair and keeps a close eye on Maria nearby. He silently examines the baby female and pats her head, sighing* You’re probably starving. And I doubt your mother will want to feed you, because you’re a ‘demon’ child…
Maria: *Groans as she finally begins to stir and frowns at the feeling in her abdomen. She flutters open her eyes and tries to sit up. However, she quickly yelps in pain and lies back down again* Mister Zack? What happened? Why does it hurt?
Jenna: *continues to sleep for now. The infant is currently quite peaceful, though she fidgets around a bit in her sleep. Still, her fidgeting is only her trying to get comfortable and not her having nightmares. It would most likely be difficult to imagine her as the less than peaceful adult version of herself*
Zack: *frowns at Maria and carries the baby over to her* I put you to sleep for a few hours. Just rest for now, you’re weak. I performed surgery and cut the baby out of your womb because you were not going to give birth naturally. Just lie down for now. I’m going to give you something for the pain and to keep infection away, and then put you on a high protein diet so you’ll heal up faster. *tries to present the baby girl to her* Here’s your new daughter. She’s cute.
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