Blood had never scared him before. Felix had fought and killed before. He knew what it looked and smelled like. If anything, seeing blood excited him. Roused that inner predator inside of him. He saw it all the time and yet, when he looked at Sawyer sitting there in a pile of it, his heart sank to his stomach and he experienced something he never had before. Panic settled in as he watched her head loll from one side to another. She hadn't said much when he carried her out of the cabin and ran as fast and far as he could. Eventually he made it to Leanna, and she confirmed what he already knew. The baby was gone, but at least Sawyer would be alright.
He carried her home in a bundle of blankets and laid her on the couch, just until he changed the sheets and put clean ones down. It was hard to process everything all at once. He was no longer going to be a father. Sawyer was still unconscious, but she was okay. For a long while he cried silently to himself. It felt strange, because he couldn't even remember the last time he felt tears roll down his cheeks. Felix shook his head, trying not to think about it too much. Once the bed was made, he laid her in it. After that he went to work cleaning the bathroom. All he really wanted to do was to lay in bed next to her until she woke up, but he didn't want to leave that mess there for her to see.
When he was finished, he changed his clothes and sat on the edge of the bed next to her, his head in his hands. He knew that he probably wouldn't have made a good father anyway. He was too aggressive. Too many problems weighing down on his shoulders to properly care for a baby. That didn't change what he saw or what he was feeling though. It was like a sinking darkness there in his chest, but Felix also knew he was going to have to be strong for Sawyer. When she started to stir, he looked over his shoulder at her, staying quiet a minute. Reaching over, he held onto her hand and nodded at her question. "Yeah, it's gone. You're going to be alright though." After shifting some so he was facing her, he brushed some hair from her face. He didn't really know what else to say, but he wanted her to know that he was there.