Time for me to wade in here.
Clark smiled nervously. “She’s already in the delivery room. Dr. Marshall is with her.”
Seriously doubt if he could smile for anyone but Lois at this point.
Darla Olsen was getting frustrated. “No, guys, we’re not going to the hospital! I promise your mom will be fine.”
Who is this chick and when did Jimmy become a wimp?
Glad to see he stood up to her. It would have been horrible if Lois had not had a chance to say good-bye to her children.
“Baby? No, no, the baby’s fine. Evelyn says their new daughter is perfect, all her vitals just like they should be. Lois wants to name her Ellen Lucille, assuming Clark agrees.”
I don't.
“Okay. Kids, your mother knows everything. She knows just as much as you and your father do. She’s going to be a little groggy because of the painkillers we’ve given her, but she still wants to see all of you. And if her sister or mother or in-laws show up in time, she wants to see them too. But mainly – mainly she wants to say goodbye to you because out of all the people she loves, you three are the most special to her.” The doctor knelt down in front of the kids and wiped her eyes, then said, “I want you to remember that for the rest of your lives. The three of you are the most special people in the world to her, along with your new little sister Ellen Lucille. Will you do that for me? Will you remember that?”
If I am ever in a life and death situation having a doctor like her would make all the difference in the world. Compassionate, empathic and above all respectful. Thank you for creating this character.
“But I’m not a woman yet, Mom! How can I tell someone something I don’t know?”
“Baby girl, by the time she needs to know those things, you’ll know them as well as anyone could. You’ve got plenty of time.”
No one could have said this better.
He was still holding her thirty-two minutes later when the nurse came in and touched his shoulder. He looked at his wife’s face, her cheeks damp with his tears, then at the flat display on the cardiac monitor.
Lois Lane-Kent was gone.
This was not a gentle WHAM.
Not a fan of deathfics, but this was bravely written. Don't know if I can continue to read, we shall see.