Phelan couldn't respond to her kisses. When the lifted the sheet for her he locked his teeth together and hissed. That was his baby, part of him laying there. It was all his fault, if he hadn't of left him.. if he didn't want to go shopping. Rider would of still been...
He couldn't stop crying. It was odd to see him cry but he couldn't stop. The doctors covered the baby up and wheeled him away they would give his mother and father time to settle in before they would ask with arangements would be made for the body.
"I... I.... Aclynn.. I.." He gulped and whimpered smearing the blood that was on his face and hands as he whiped his eyes. "He picked up a stick.. and they... bang.. and I.. I let it happen.. I ... "
Rider liked playing with sticks what little boy didn't he liked pretending to play grown up and the stick was his wand like mommy and daddies. It was all fun and games. Wizards and Witches knew a child could not do anything magaical with a wand. Expecally if the wand looked like a stick.
One of the elves that worked there picked up the necklace off the ground. His sad pouty eyes felt hurt for the family as he moved over to Aclynn and offered her the necklace that was in the little boys hands. "Me's a sorry for you loss... Me's could help you see what happened ma'am if yous wish."
The elves had special powers much that human couldn't even begin to develop. The large green eyes of the ugly thing locked with Phelans blue eyes for a moment. The same blue eyes Rider had.... The elf let out a tear and then stepped back after a moment taking a long deep breath before touching Acylnn's forehead. Letting her see what he say in Phelan's mind almost like a video.
Everything that happened the Ice cream the bonding all the way up to him picking up the baby and holding him for dear life right before he came to the hospital.
Phelan blinked and watched them start to roll the baby away and jumped to his feet running to the wheeled bed stopping them. HE uncovered his baby and picked him up cradling him in his arms and falling back to the floor. Rider was alway small almost doll like he had just turned five and still looked like a three year old. But so lifeless in Phelans arms he looked even smaller.
Phelan kissed the little ones head over and over again whispering I'm sorry to him. He couldn't stop saying it and everytime the doctors came over to try to take the body away from him, Phelan drew his wand and at the moment he was just crazy enough to use it.