The Run and Go - Twenty One Pilots

They made me wait in a room by myself after I got cleaned up. I didn't know exactly what I was waiting for... anything, I guess. My mind raced with questions and possibilities. I desperately wanted this story to have a happy ending.

Was my baby dead? Was Tyler dead? I feared what it would be like losing the both of them. Dacey hated me. It wasn't hard to imagine him just throwing her on the side of the road. 

If I was lucky enough to get her back, she would be mine. I didn't trust her out there with anyone except for Tyler and me. It was a hard kind of love to describe, but Tyler had such a strong love for her, more than I did at times. He would be a great dad.

I stopped myself before I got too excited. I didn't want to get my hopes up, but then, the door opened.

"They caught him! Someone here at the hospital got his licence plate number and the cops followed him!" some doctor said to me, out of breath.

"Really?!" I gleamed. "What about the baby?"

"She has some bruises, but she seems alright! She should be here soon," he said, excitedly.

I would have cried, but I didn't have any tears left. I couldn't wait to meet her and hold her.

I was afraid to ask, but I had to get it out of the way. "Do... do you know anything about Tyler?"

"Well... he's in emergency surgery right now, but to be honest, things aren't looking too good."

My heart dropped. I was filled with so many emotions I wanted to scream and usually when I got upset like this I would go to Tyler, but he wouldn't be there for me anymore.

"Okay. Thank you."

Then he was gone and I was alone again. I tried not to think about Tyler, but I couldn't stop hearing his voice, his laugh, even his singing. I remembered what he said a few months ago when things were getting bad. "Jessica, things are going to be hard, but no matter how much crap you have to go through, remember, I'll always be right beside you."

I wish, Tyler.

The door opened again and I heard crying, a baby's crying. It was her.

"You still want to see her, right?"

I nodded quickly. She was lowered down to me as I listened to her scream louder.

She stopped crying when I held her, and that's when I really got to look at her, the most gorgeous baby I had ever seen. I couldn't believe it. Her skin was still somewhat red, but it was starting to turn olive, like Dacey's. Her eyes looked just like mine though, light blue. She almost looked foreign she was so exotically beautiful. Her big eyes stared right into mine and instantly, I fell in love. I couldn't believe I almost gave her away.

I held her for hours, talking to her and playing with her nose. I promised her that I would always be there for her, no matter what. If Tyler happened to survive, I wanted him to name her. I owed it to him.

"Ma'am?" the doctor said, back once again. "Mr. Joseph is in the Recovery Unit."

My heart raced. I couldn't believe it. Things were actually turning out extremely well for me, for everybody.

I walked with the baby as fast as I could down the hallway, which wasn't very fast, since my body still ached.

I found the room with the name "Tyler Joseph" on the sign outside. The door was already open. I took a big breath and slowly walked in. He laid there, fast asleep. His hospital gown flowed down him, but the large amount of bandages made a bump appear on his stomach. The heart rate monitor beeped steadily.