*Victoria's POV*

"How could you not notice something like this!" Mike shouted at the doctor who delivered our children.

"Baby please" I rubbed my hand over his arm and bit my lip softly so keep myself from crying.

"It's not something we could have detected Mr. Fuentes, Anakin could have developed this at any point in his life" The black haired woman answered him as she smoothed out the wrinkles in her white coat. "While you sleep, you have a reflex that causes you to breathe while your unconscious. For some reason, during the night Anakin's reflex failed."

My own breathing became difficult and I fell to the ground, putting my head between my knees. This couldn't be happening. Anakin was at home. He was running around in the back yard with Luna playing tag. He was weaving between the swings on the swing set trying to lose her and make it to base. He was screaming and laughing at the top of his lungs. Most importantly he was breathing. Anakin was not on a stretcher in the room to my right. He was not laying there lifeless and still. Tony wasnot in the waiting room with tear stained cheeks. Jaime, Vic, Leo, Maddie, Franky, and Collin were not sitting in Vic's living room waiting for Mike to call.

"Ma'am are you okay?" I heard a nurse's panicked voice. I felt Mike's strong arms around my shoulders and his tears fell onto my neck.

"Do you have water? And an apple or something?" He said to her.

"Mikey this can't happen" I sobbed.

"I know baby, I know." He croaked.

"What are we gonna do?"

"We'll get through this. Whatever it takes Victoria, we'll get through it."

~

"Victoria, please wake up. We need to do this together" Mike begged. He was kneeling next to the bed with his elbows resting on the mattress. I pulled the comforter over my head and turned the other way. "Please don't make me do this Vicky, please"

I pulled my covers closer to my body and groaned. I hadn't spoken since I was on the floor of the hospital. Mike was already dressed and ready to leave. He'd been trying to get me out of bed for twenty minutes now. All of a sudden, the blanket was ripped from my body and I was being carried through our house. I didn't fight him on it because he would end up winning the argument anyway. Mike placed me on the counter in the bathroom, took the clothes he had already dressed himself in except his boxers off, and turned the shower on. I just watched as he did all this. I felt numb, like nothing he did was going to wake me up completely. Mike walked over to me and pulled one of his t shirts off of my body. He picked me up again and removed the rest of my clothing before placing me in the shower.

"Come on baby help me out" His voice came out softly. I reached for the shampoo bottle and squeezed some into his hands, standing in front of him as he massaged the soap over my scalp. I felt helpless, I wasn't able to do anything by myself for the past three days.

When he finished helping me shower, I wrapped a towel around myself and walked back to our room, choosing my outfit and throwing it out onto the bed. I let my wavy, wet hair fall down my back and I walked over to my dresser where all my jewelry was. My finger brushed over the silver locket Mike gave me back in high school.

"Wear it" Mike's voice came from behind me as he wrapped his arms around my waist and nuzzled his face into my neck.

"I'm scared" I whispered. Mike took the necklace and connected the clasp at the back of my neck.

"I am too Bubby, but we have to be there. We have to be there for Anni"

~

I sat in the front row, staring blankly at the incredibly small casket in front of me while Tony made his way to the podium in the front of the room. He moved the microphone so it was at his mouth and cleared his throat.

"Hi, uhm, I'm not very good at things like this..." He began "But I don't think anyone could be good at something like this. I've known Mike for a long time, but I'd never seen him as happy as when he was with Victoria" Tony smiled over at the two of us weakly "I was lucky enough to see them at more then one of the happiest days of their lives. I was the best man at their wedding, and I was there when Anakin and Luna were born." He rubbed his hands over his face a few times before he continued. "That day, Mike and Victoria had gotten in some fight, which was normal. All they used to do was fight. They both threw fits and stormed off from each other. Mike went out and she was at home with her little brother when everything, ya know, happened. She called me and I drove her to the hospital. I swear to god I was more nervous then she was. Mike showed up an hour later, apologizing and kissing her. She did the typical, 'I hate you for this' screaming. I could hear her from the hallway, it was actually pretty funny to hear. After Vicky had the kids, I went in to see them. Mike held Luna in his arms, and Vicky held Anakin. They named-" He cut himself off as his voice cracked and he took a deep breath. "They named his Anakin Antonio Fuentes. They named that little boy after me. They made me his godfather. I don't think I'll love any little boy the way I love Anakin. I don't think I'll ever stop loving him. I don't think anyone will" Tony looked around for a second then joined Maddie in the row of seats behind mine.

I heard him start to cry softly and Maddie started rubbing his back and whispering to him. Mike pressed his lips to my cheek and got up to speak. I closed my eyes and toned everything out. I toned out Mike's voice, everyone's crying and sniffles, all the rubs that people were giving my arms now and then. Nothing really registered today.

"...I keep expecting to pull into the driveway and have Victoria sitting on the front steps with Anakin and Luna, having them both run up to me as soon as my shoes hit the pavement of the driveway. But we'll never have that again. Not with both of them. I just-" He took a deep breath and smiled through his tears. "I know my little boy is up in heaven waiting for all of us to see his smiling face again."