The nurse walked in slowly a grave look on their faces "I am very sorry Mr Mitchell but she is gone" one nurse said gently, tears fell down Mitchell's face like heavy rain he couldn't believe it the love of his life was dead. "And what about my daughter is she.... alive" Mitchell whimpered. One of the nurses scurried back of into the operating room and came back out with a large bundle of blankets, she handed them carefully over to Mitchell, he gently pulled back one of the blankets and saw his beautiful baby girl blissfully sleeping in side "thank you " he murmured standing up slowly.
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Young Mitchell
FanfictionWhen her mother dies in child birth, john mitchell is left with no choice but to raise his baby daughter with the help of a ghost and werewolf
