Chapter 106

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A/N: Alright... I think I need to answer a couple of questions in this note segment. 1) I know that if I convert the prequel it won't be the same because it's not Camren. I understand if you have your reservations... but all I ask you is give it a try. 2) When I convert the Lauren/Adrianne fic it would not be 100 chapters. Oh my goodness, no. It is shorter, much shorter. 3) When I convert the Lauren/Adrianne fic I would still do a Camren Sequel fic after. Everything will be updated on a schedule so you wont be left hanging. I promise. That was one thing I always hated about reading fics. You never knew when the next chapter was coming or even if it was coming. I won't do that to you.

Other questions: I have considered doing one-shots and some short fics again, but only when I have some extra time in the future.

Okay. So I think that was all of the questions I received. If not, ask again and point out that I missed it. That way I will feel so guilty that I will remember it. Lol. Thank you all for reading and commenting. Enjoy.

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When Mike got to the labor ward, he found Lauren sitting with Gabriel. Camila was still showing Julian to Adrianne and Kim and was now being joined by the other three grandparents. He tapped on the window and she looked back to him, her eyes puffy from crying. She turned to the nurse and said something he couldn't make out and the woman nodded, motioning for Mike to go to the door. After he was gowned and washed up, he slowly made his way to his daughter and grandson. No one besides Camila and Adrianne had seen him last night, and Lauren and the other two younger women were the only ones who had seen him this morning.

The first thing Mike noticed is the baby wasn't the right color. He wasn't that warm pink, but a spotty mixture of purple and blue. Camila had been correct when she said that his chest caved inward when he took a breath and the man found it heartbreaking to see. He cleared his throat of emotions and looked to his daughter before he could start tearing up himself. He leaned down and kissed the top of her head. "How are you doing this morning?"

"I'm okay." It was a simple response, but it wasn't a negative response. "He holds on to my finger." She stated, showing her father that Gabriel was, in fact, holding on to her finger. "He has a good little grip."

"He's strong." She nodded her head and went back to gently rubbing his hand with her thumb. "Do you remember anything from last night?"

"You mean my comment about God and loving Camila?" Her words were flat and lifeless as if she still believed this was her fault and that perhaps God was indeed punishing her.

"Yes. That's what I meant." Mike was suddenly at a loss for words and he cleared his throat again, looking out of the nursery to the crowd huddled around the other baby. "I... I believe that you love Camila like I love your mother." Lauren looked over her shoulder to him. He had never commented directly on their relationship or marriage in a positive manner before. He had complimented Camila as an individual, but never their relationship. "Perhaps even more."

"Perhaps. But you have done a lot to show how much you do love her after... everything else."

He nodded his head and sat down in a chair that he pulled up next to her. "I'm not wanting to talk about me though. I'm wanting to talk about you and why you think that God is punishing you for loving someone as much... and as deeply as you do."

"Because she's a woman, Dad. How many times have you said it yourself? Queers and fags will always find their place in Hell."

He clenched his jaw and looked down at his lap as he crossed his arms over his chest. He was ashamed to have ever said something that cruel, especially hearing it from his daughter's lips, knowing that she was describing herself. "I use to believe it. But I find myself torn. I was reading my Bible the other day and smiled, knowing that God was full of love. He loved all of his children no matter how much they had sinned. He would always be willing to forgive them if they were truly repentant for their choices."

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