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January 2018.
Respecting whoever respects you first has been one of the easiest ways in which Ana has managed to make good alliances between her colleagues or brothers of the Edens Gate project, she got up without suspicion serving as a perfect babysitter to help whoever needs it, she I was in the pediatric area helping nurses to bring in a new baby at a makeshift clinic in Jacob's bunker.
He would do whatever it takes to survive and he would not quit his job for nothing, however from time to time his faith was affected in the clandestine methods in which brothers John and Joseph subdued women in certain situations hurt him deep down. soul knowing it was wrong. A clear example was when the woman needed medical attention for more than a month due to her advanced state of pregnancy and the possibility of eclampsia was present due to a stress that the mother underwent when a member of the resistance robbed in the cabin in The one who was alone, the resistance member took advantage of the fact that her husband had been absent to leave her other son at the sanctuary in Henbane, the guy threatened her and took away the food that was in the cupboard, leaving the woman with Irregular breathing, by the time her husband arrived she was on the ground with blows to the head and convulsing for what could have been 10 minutes.
Whoever Ana was of her would hate him forever, leaving a fire in her heart to know that he left that poor woman whose name cannot be concentrated because of the screams that howled next to her. The baby was not in the correct position so labor lengthened more, leaving a painful mark every minute spent in that room.
Ana was thinking of something else that her mind could imagine other than pain, she was thinking of the heavy footsteps that were heard from above - "soldiers marching and training" - she wanted to imagine with force as she tried to separate the woman's legs, letting the doctor position would follow the routine exercises for a breech presentation birth, this would be very difficult if it weren't for the fact that the most trained doctor and two experienced nurses in these cases are in the same room. Ana wondered if the woman needed an episiotomy and she hoped for some miracle from God that she did not.
—The baby needs a stronger push so that he can maneuver his legs— the first voice was heard after a cloud of tears from the Doctor in the center of work, the mother cannot answer, hell, most likely she fainted For a long time he has been pushing between fluids and blood for more than 2 hours, plus another 8 of early labor,
-You listened? Nicol is almost here, just a little more— Says the nurse on the left holding the hand of the mother whose name was just mentioned.
Only more screams followed.
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The jet of cold water fell perfectly on the hands in need of moisturizing due to the friction of the latex of the gloves that could finally be undone. Although Nicol's baby came a little earlier than expected, she did not need to develop more because of the almost 4 kilos with which she was born, this only made Ana mentally close her legs a little more than they already were. She loved babies and children however this was too much.
Nicol was a strong woman there was no doubt being one of the leaders in the hunting groups for more than 6 years, an infected bullet did not kill her a year ago but a baby coming out of her almost does, she was so stunned by the pain of the one who was already going down that did not feel the stitches when it finally finished all this.
It was Ana's turn to clean the medical equipment, something she could not complain about and it did not bother her at all, simply the dizziness of remembering what happened a few hours ago was making her a little dizzy, in a few hours she had to run to The exit to a truck that would take her to where the children took refuge from the horrible exterior, she had everything necessary to be able to lead that small piece of project and she would not stop being a mother to her little children.
A small chill ran through her body when the 6 AM alarm sounded, the time to get up for some and the time to rest for others, or perhaps more hours in the cage and tests for others. Every day she knew more about the project and everyone knew her, Ana could easily at least raise the son or daughter of some people or simply could have protected your niece or playmate from your grandson.
Ana was intelligent, kind and generous, too sweet to be true and it was something that not even she could explain but she did not want to be labeled useless and weak, finally leaving the machine to disinfect the scissors, tweezers and needles, she went to the exit, crossing more than two tunnels for the main stairs and trying not to collide with the other soldiers.
When she stepped outside, the air whispered to her that something was wrong.