Worth It (Klance Mpreg)

I'm Not Giving Up On You

(I'm just going to put this warning on the chapter so people don't get upset. This chapter will have religion in it. I am not forcing my religion or beliefs on anyone. This is a serious chapter and because of that I'm going to include some religious things. If you don't want to read about it I'm not forcing you too.

That is all. Thank you and enjoy.)

(The song above is their wedding song. Just throwing that out there because I found it and I loved it.

Another thing about the song!
It's their wedding song.
So, imagine their first dance.
Instead of just them they have Anna in the middle.
All three are pressed together as they sway to the song, eyes closed and just enjoying each other's presence.
Shiro standing off to the side crying into Adams shoulder because he's a baby when it comes to stuff like this.
Pidge standing next to Matt smiling because her friends are happy and together.
Hunk and Shay shoulder to shoulder, holding hands and swaying to the song.
Allura standing with Coran as they watch the happy couple because the war is finally over and they're free.
Rosa videotaping the small family with tears in her eyes because they're so perfect and her son has finally found someone that makes him happy and complete.
Krolia standing next to Rosa watching fondly as her son laughs at something his new mate or husband just said; the baby girl in their arms half asleep.

It's so soft it hurts.

Now enjoy the angst!)

Thantophobia: The fear of losing someone you love.

(I'm winging the medical stuff...)

The worst day of loving someone.
"LANCE!"
Is the day you lose them.
"No, no, no, no, no."
I race towards him but I know it's already too late.
"Please."
I pull him into my lap and cradle his head close to my chest.
"Don't do this."
There's already a steady flow of blood coming from the ugly gash in his head and the sight of it releases a new wave of tears that threaten to spill.
"Oh god."
I press my hand against the wound and look down at his face.
"Lance, wake up. Open your eyes."
There's no response and I find myself sobbing over his limp body as blood still seeps between my fingers.
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"Keith..."
"Don't, Shiro. I don't want to hear it."
"He's alive."
"I know."
"That's good."
I glare up at him and he flinches back.
"My husband is in the hospital with a massive head trauma and no sign of waking up. Our children are at home waiting for us to come back and tell them about our fight and how we won. I have to go home and tell my expectant children that their papi is in the hospital. That the doctors don't know when or even if he will wake up. That there's a chance he might have memory loss. I could go on and on Shiro. So, no, it's not good."
"I'm sorry."
"Don't be. You didn't do anything."
"Neither did you."
My glare dissipates as I stare at him and his smile is knowing.
"You couldn't warn him in time. You blame yourself for this."
He ushers around the room.
"You think it's because of you."
"I-"
"You don't need to say anything. I know."
I look down when I feel his cold prosthetic brush against my cheek.
"Keith, I'm your brother. I've supported you from the very beginning. You and Lance have overcome so many things. You have three kids for voltrons sake."
I laugh weakly and feel his hand on my shoulder.
"Don't give up."
"I won't."
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