(Sebastian's POV)

"Young master, he has been in there for quite sometime. Do you think everything is alright?"

"You know Sebastian, the adult is usually the one consoling the child, not the other way around. But, I believe everything will be fine. She is a strong woman, she will pull through. It is not like she has a say in if she will die. This world gives us things we love, but sometimes it is meant to be taken away. This is such a cruel world we live in. Life takes things away from us that we hold dear to our hearts without thinking twice about it. We are strong men, you and I. We have both gone through rough times. Only time and space can heal things. When you lost her the first time, it healed. I do believe once you have lost her the first time, life can not simply take her away again. Do not worry Sebastian. Everything will be just fine."

I was pleased with my masters words. Even if he is a child, he is quite intelligent.

"Thank you master. That puts my mind at ease a little." He nodded and propped his arm up on the chair he was seated in.

Just then the doctor came out, blood staining his gloves and gown. "Sebastian. Eva is alright, she will be just fine, physically. I was able to extract the bullet and close the wound."

I stood up and raised a brow. "Doctor, what do you mean by physically?"

He lowered his head and closed his eyes. "I am sorry Sebastian. I was not able to save the child. The bullet went straight through her heart and into Eva's lung. Eva some how managed to stay alive without any serious damage."

I took a few steps back and fell into my chair and lowered my head. "Thank you doctor."

He nodded and walked back into the room and reclaimed his items and left.

I stayed seated when the master walked in front of me. "Sebastian. I-I'm so sorry. I can not begin to imagine how you are feeling at the moment. You have to be strong, for Eva."

I sat there in shock, many emotions flooding throughout my body. Anger, sadness, guilt. Why could I not have saved the baby, my daughter. Why do bad things always happen to good people? I have paid my dues of pain. I have paid my sorrows. I have paid my guilt. Whoever did this will pay.

The young master still stood in front of me. "Go to her Sebastian. She needs you now more than ever."

I nodded and stood up, still in shock. I nonchalantly made my way into the room my dear Eva laid in. I made my way over to the bloody bed and sat down.

(Eva's POV)

I slowly opened my eyes to see a saddened Sebastian.

"S-sebastian?" His head shot up and he looked at me with glowing pink eyes. He wrapped his arms tightly around my neck.

"Sebastian. Why is there so much blood?" He tensed up and looked down at me with a sympathetic look.

"The doctor extracted the bullet love." He lowered his head.

"That could not have possibly caused that much blood." He sat there in silence.

"Sebastian what are you not telling me? Why are you acting this way?" He let out a small sigh.

I just noticed I could no longer hear the baby's heartbeat, but maybe it has began beating in synch with my own.

"I'm so sorry love, but." A single tear fell from his eye.

"But what?" I asked, my voice filled with worry.

He looked up at me, his eyes still glowing pink. Something is wrong.

"The doctor could not save her." He said, sadness flooding his voice.

"Her?" I asked quite puzzled. Another tear escaped his eye.

"Our daughter. The doctor could not save her. The bullet went straight through her heart. I am so sorry love."

"W-what? N-no. It can't be. That's i-impossible Sebastian. It can't hurt her. If we can't die, neither can she."

"I'm sorry love, but it is true. As much as I would like it to not be, it is."

I swung my legs over the bed and attempted to stand, but my legs gave out. I would have fallen, but a pair of strong, shaky arms caught me.

"You are not healed love. Please, lie back down." I did as I was told and sat back down on the bed. I pulled my knees to my chest and buried my head. I began to sob.

Sebastian sat down beside me and pulled me into his lap, I buried my face into his chest.

He began to stroke my hair and rub circles around my back. We both sat there in silence, until I broke it.

"Sebastian. I don't want to live on this planet any longer." Sebastian pulled away and grabbed my shoulders.

"Do not talk like that love. Please, I can not lose you as well. You are the only thing keeping me alive, not even the contract with the young master. If not for you, I would have given up a long time ago. I did not give up on you. You can not give up on me."

I slowly nodded. "It is just so many things have been taken away from me. My mother, my father, my aunts and uncle, and now our dear daughter. I am tired of living. I am tired of losing the things I love. I am tired of being tired." I started to cry much more now.

He pulled me close once more. "Please love, I beg you. Do not let go." This made me cry even more.

I have lost so many things in my life. Things that will never heal. I want to give up so desperately. I want to end it all. I want to stop feeling sad and depressed.

All I ever wanted in life was to never be alone, and I was silly to believe that would come true. I am destined to spend my life alone. I want a family. I want children. I want happiness. But most of all,

I want death.