New Life (Criminal Minds FanFiction)

Part 2: Recovery

Bella's POV

Waking up, I looked next to me and saw my mom sleeping there in a chair next to my hospital bed. Her eyes began to slowly open and she groggily looked over at me. She then focused her eyes and smiled at me. I smiled back at her and reached for her hand. Once she realized what I was trying to do, she gave me her hand and I held it.

Holding her hand made me feel safe and safe is a feeling I haven't felt in a while. I love this feeling. Hopefully Jonathan will be put away for a long time. Then I won't have to worry about him coming back for me. He'll be rotting in jail for all that he's put me through. I'm going to have his baby, but I'm not allowing him to be in their life. When I was older, I always wanted a girl. I didn't expect to be pregnant so young. But, I still hope I'll have my baby girl. I wanted to name my first baby, if it was a girl, Noelani. It means beautiful girl from heaven. I've just always loved the name. Plus, it doesn't hurt that I'm part Hawaiian-Samoan from my mom's side of the family. That's my background; Italian, Hawaiian and Samoan. I love my mixture of backgrounds. But, I need to freshen up on my Hawaiian and Samoan. Growing up, my mom taught me how to speak Hawaiian and Samoan.

Since I didn't grow up with my biological dad, I didn't really learn Italian, but maybe now that he's here he can teach me some Italian. I already know the Italian word for daughter, figlia. That is what my dad called me after he was comforting me after he and his team rescued me from Jonathan. I know simple words like daughter, sister, mother, I love you, and other stuff. Back to my mom and I, as she had just gotten up and was still holding my hand. With her free hand, she started stroking my hair away from my face.

"I love you Bella. Your step-dad and I have missed you so much. I'm so happy your back," she finally said.

"I love you too mom. I'm so happy to be back with you and even more now that I've my dad." I replied. She smiled and kissed my forehead. I smiled back at her and squeezed her hand reassuringly. I continued, "I'm back and I'm not going anywhere any time soon." Saying that brought back the memory of school. I wonder if I still have to go right now. I don't think so, but I never thought I'd get kidnapped either. Anything can happen. Maybe now me and her are alone, I could ask her about school.

"Mom?" I asked.

"Yes baby?" She said.

"Do I have to go back to school anytime soon?" I asked her.

"No, baby. You don't have to go back to school until you're ready." She said.

"Thank you" I said and smiled, hugging her. I'm so glad she's not making me go back to school just yet. She knows I'm not mentally capable of handling school at the moment. Just then I noticed her stomach looked a little larger than normal.

"Mom, are you pregnant?" I asked.

"Yes. I'm pregnant with twins. A boy and a girl," she said. I was so happy. I always wanted someone to play with. But, if I wanted someone to play with, Jonathan would have to kidnap them and I couldn't do that to another child.

"I'm so happy. I've always wanted a younger sibling," I said to her. She smiled at me, almost as if she was relieved I was happy. There was a knock on the door. We both looked to the door to see my biological dad. I motioned for him to come in, so he did. He came over to my bed and I smiled at him.

"Hi daddy," I said.

"Hi figlia," he replied. "How are you?" He continued.

"I'm good," I replied. "How are you?" I asked him.

"I'm good as well. I'm so happy I've found you though," he said.

"I'm happy too." I said, smiling at him. He smiled back at me, then nodded as he finally acknowledged my mom.

"Hello Sophia. It's lovely to see you again," he said to her. Honestly, they'd be so cute together, but I still like my step-dad. I wonder why they split. Maybe I can ask them now? I thought.

"Mom? Dad? Why did you guys split?" I asked them. They looked at each other before looking back at me.

"I didn't want to hold back your father's career in the FBI. I thought a baby would hold him back. Plus, I didn't think he was ready for a kid. When I found out I was pregnant, he had just lost his son from his second wife, James. I didn't think he could handle the thought of another baby, especially after just losing one." My mom told me. I looked to my dad, and he was looking at my mom in shock. I guess he didn't know that's how she felt.

"Is that really what you thought?" He asked in shock. My suspicions were just confirmed.

"Yes. You just lost your son. How would I be able to tell you that I was pregnant. Plus, you were going back to help the BAU. I'm sorry" she said and started crying. I reached up and hugged her. I comforted her as my dad looked at the both of us.

"Sophia. There is nothing to be sorry for. You were just sparing my feelings and I appreciate that. But, let's just be glad we're all together finally after so many years apart. Family hug," he said. We opened our arms and let him into the hug. this hug felt so good. I finally had both of my biological parents with me. With Jonathan in jail, I could focus on getting my life back together. Living with Jonathan was pure hell. Nobody should ever have to go through what I went through, especially at such a young age. All I've ever wanted besides my freedom from Jonathan was to have a best friend. My only friend before I was kidnapped was a girl named Mia. She had ebony hair and beautiful green eyes. I had always loved her eye colour, and she told me she loved my blue eyes too.

All of a sudden I felt tired. Wriggling around until my parents released me, I walked over to my hospital bed and laid down, curling into a ball. both my parents followed me over to the bed. I grabbed my mother's hand and put it over my hair. She started stroking my hair. I love it when people stroke my hair. Whenever people stroke my hair, I purr, Except for with Jonathan. I don't know why I purr when my hair is stroked, but that's why my mom used to call me her little kitten. My dad laughed. I closed my eyes.

"She's done that since she was little. She loves when you stroke her hair." I felt her hand leave my head, and I opened my eyes. Then I felt a hand replace her hand. It was my father's hand. That made me smile. I kept on purring and eventually fell asleep.