The next day

We woke up late that crisp summer morning. A cool breeze was blowing through the trees and the sky was blue. That’s why I was happy to see Melanie in bed looking out the window. I could tell she was oddly happy. I wanted to see her happy.

“Angel it’s a nice day out.” She said weakly staring out the window of the room.

“I know Aunt Mel,” I said “Do you want to go out onto the porch? I’ll help you.”

“Yeah that would be lovely.” She said weakly. Slowly I helped her out of the bed. Then threw her arm over my shoulder and we walked onto the porch and made our way to the swing. We sat down and enjoyed the weather. But as I looked I saw a sad look on her face.  She was wearing some loose fitting clothes, a white tank top and with shorts. She was sitting with her right arm on the rest and the other hand was on the stomach, and her head was resting on the back of the swing, she seemed to hold up well. Although she was very sick and very weak, but she was the same old Aunt Mel.  She was comfortable. It was nice, for a while things seemed normal.

“You know Angel being like this made me think of some things.” She said weakly.

“Like what Aunt Mel.” I asked.

“I have some regrets about leaving Tom.” She said weakly.

“It’s not too late Aunt Mel.” I said. Suddenly Tom walked up behind the swing and covered up Melanie’s eyes.

“Guess who.” He said.

“Oh my gosh,” she said weakly, “Tom?”

“You brought him?” I asked josh in shock.

“Yeah.” Josh replied.

“I’m glad he did.” Tom said.

“Me too.” Melanie replied weakly and kisses Tom’s cheek weakly as well.

“Whoa you seem weaker.” Tom said.

“It’s a long story, I probably look ugly.” She said weakly

“No dear, you look wonderful to me.” Tom said kissing her cheek.

“Thank you dear I needed that.” Melanie replied weakly. She suddenly tried to stand. Her face was contorted into a look of extreme discomfort. Her arm shook as she attempted. However her strength was gone. She started to sob as she fell to her knees. Tom was there to catch her and she wound up sobbing on his shoulders and he put his arms around her.

“It’s alright Mel, don’t waste your strength” Tom said hugging her.

“I can’t do this anymore; I can’t even stand on my own.” She sobbed weakly.

“Mel you don’t have to try so hard.” Tom assured.

“But I have to be independent.” She replied weakly.

“Angel can you grab her legs so we can get her to bed?” Tom asked picking up her upper half.

“Ok.” I said picking up her lower half and moving her in unison. After the initial struggle of moving her got easy enough so that we had her in bed in moments. Tom laid her down and I prepared the bed though team work we made her comfortable. To be supportive he even laid beside her. 

“Tom what brought you back?” Melanie asked weakly.

“My heart.” He replied cuddling close to her.

“I missed this.” She said weakly as a faint smile crossed her face. It was great to have Tom back in the hose. He started the next morning by making breakfast. I had to admit I was surprised by the smell of breakfast that morning. I was greeted by him as soon I as I entered the kitchen. He even set a place for me.

“Hi Angel can we talk?” He asked.

“Sure Uncle Tom.” I said.

“Do you think I’m truly worthy of your aunt?” He asked

“Of course.” I said warmly.

“Good. I really think I want to give her this.” He said pulling out a ring. My eyes widen he was gonna purpose to her.

“That’s wonderful Uncle Tom.” I said pulling him into a hug.

“Thank you Angel.” He said. Looking down at the food on the table an idea struck me. I fixed a small plate of food and started up the stairs. Before I could go, Tom helped me carry a cup of tea to her. To our surprise she was awake and sitting up right. She seemed to be in good spirits despite her condition.

“Oh you brought breakfast.” She said weakly but warmly.

“Yeah. You seem to be happy Aunt Mel.” I said.

“I’m just glad to see the people I love.” She replied weakly. Unfortunately this happy disposition didn’t last long; she soon broke down and began to spit up blood. I quickly grabbed a trash can and a towel. When she finally stopped, I wiped her face. This was a horrible reminder of the severity of her condition.

“Are you alright?” I asked.

“Yeah just a bit lightheaded.” She replied weakly.

"You should rest Aunt Mel." I said worried.

“I don’t want to rest. I just wanna spend time with you and Tom.” She replied weakly.

“I know Aunt Mel, but you need to save your strength.” I said.

“I suppose you’re right Angel.” She replied weakly.

“I’ll help you.” Tom said warmly. He gently uncovered her body and propped her feet up with a pillow. Then he reached into the drawer and pulled out some foot lotion. To my surprise he began to slowly and methodically rub her feet. It must have felt good cause she fell asleep after a few moments.

“She’s finally relaxed.” I said.

“Yeah Angel I’m glad she’s peaceful for now.” He replied.

“I missed you Uncle Tom.” I said

“I missed you too Angel.” He said pulling me into a hug.

‘No…No...NO!” She screamed.

“What was that?” I asked. We ran into the room to find her hovering over the bed. The room had obviously changed. IT was freezing. This was freaky. It was like a scene out of the exorcist.

“What’s going on?” Tom asked.

“I’ve seen this. It’s a classic sign of possession.” I replied.

“So she’s possessed by the baby?” he asked.

“Yeah I think so.” I said.

“Huh, AH!!!!” Melanie said screamed groggily waking up and notices she was floating.

“Mel calm down there’s an explanation for this I think.” Tom said

“I don’t want a bloody explanation, I want to get down.” She said weakly but fearfully.

“Calm down I’ll try and help you down,” He said gabbing her and attempting to pull her down.

“I’ll help.” I said joining them.

“Guys I don’t think it’s working.” She said weakly

“She won’t budge.” Tom added. Suddenly she fell on the bed hard. Then she went into spasms of pain. Through a gap in her shirt I saw something odd. There were red marks. They were bloody scratches

“ANGEL IT BURNS!” She screamed.

“Oh my gosh.” I said. I reached into my purse and grabbed my 1st aid kit. Then I pulled out an alcohol pads and I slowly began to wipe the blood away. She winced and whined but was grateful. Her back was bandaged up.

“That should do it.” I said applying the bandage.

“Excellent work as always Angel. I can’t feel a thing now.” She said weakly.