Stuffy and Eluuna's 1 on 1!

He took a deep breath before picking Poppy up, careful about the bump.

“She’s alive, but barely. We need to hurry.”

 

He took off, running down the hall and heading for the street.

 

(Zoop to the hospital?)

 

The heart monitor beat steadily over Poppy's unconscious body. The doctor removed the wand from Poppy's belly and glanced up at Francis.

"Baby's recovering well enough. There was a little bit of a scare for a moment."

 

"She should be up in a few hours," the nurse said, folding away the machine. "Get some sleep."

 

She left the room, and Diana murmured, turning her head into the curve of Francis' neck.

 

(Tiny time skip?)

 

Poppy shifted awake about an hour later, her hand going instinctively to her stomach. She looked around, looking nervous.

 

She saw him and relaxed instantly, sitting up with a bit of effort.

 

She stood up on unsteady legs and sat in the seat next to him, resting her head on his shoulder.