It's Time

I'm on a bit of a Wordy kick, he's just so amazingly awesome, how can you not love him? I'm going to be writing another long story soon, I need to outline and think about some things first but this idea popped into my mind when I was writing my last story "Like Eating Glass." I don't know if it'll be accurate or how long it'll be (not too long though) but it'll be fun. So tell me what you think please and remember, I don't own Flashpoint.


"Wake up, Kevin." Wordy rolled over groggily as he heard his wife speaking to him. His eyes were still closed as he tried to bring himself back to the waking world. He didn't hear his alarm clock going off and was still exhausted and confused. Shelly was still speaking to him before she paused and hit him in the face with a pillow causing him to bolt upright and open his eyes.

"What?" He asked confused as he looked around the dark room and saw his wife getting out of bed.

"It's time, Kevin." She said simply as she stood up and started to turn on the light in the room.

"Time...?" He repeated, still confused and groggy as he looked at his alarm clock. "1:33 AM." He said simply as he shrugged and looked back towards Shelly.

"Time." She said firmly as she pointed to her pregnant stomach and Wordy finally got the idea.

"Time...time for the baby?" He asked dumbly as he shot out of bed and pulled on pants and a shirt.

"No, it's time to file our taxes..." She said sarcastically. "Yes, Kevin, the baby's coming." She said more softly with a smile.

"The baby's coming. Okay, the baby's coming." He repeated to himself as he thought about what to do. Though he'd already been through this twice with Claire and Lilly, he still felt flustered and unprepared. "But your parents aren't here yet." He said matter-of-factly. Shelly's parents were coming in from out of town to help with the baby and to watch the older girls while they were in the hospital. They were supposed to be in by tomorrow afternoon, the baby wasn't due for another few days.

"Well, I don't think the baby's going to wait for my parents to get here." Shelly said calmly as she put on a coat. Wordy stood in the center of the room holding Shelly's overnight bag, frazzled. "Kevin, you're on the SRU, you can do this. Change the plan, wake the girls, meet me in the car and we'll figure out the rest when we get to the hospital." Shelly said firmly. She knew how much Wordy liked his plans and how he tried to break everything stressful down into a step-by-step process.

"New plan. Got it, I'll meet you downstairs in...four minutes." He looked at his watch before walking firmly out of the room. Claire and Lilly, only four and two years old, were sleeping in the same room while Wordy repainted and redid the other room in preparation for a third child. He into their room and leaned over each of their beds giving them a kiss on their foreheads.

"Wake up girls." He said a little loudly but still in a gentle tone. As he saw them both stirring he spoke again. "Come on, get up girls. The baby is coming and we've got to take Mommy to the hospital." He said calmly as he took a backpack from each of their dressers and packed them some clothes, toys, and coloring books.

"The baby?" Claire asked surprised as she jumped out of bed excitedly.

"Yep, the baby's coming." He said again as he picked Lilly out of bed and put a coat on her. "Claire, put a coat on princess." He said as he led them out of the room and downstairs. Shelly was sitting in the hallway breathing through a contraction.

"Mommy are you okay?" Claire asked nervously.

"Yes, sweetheart." She said between breaths as Wordy took Claire outside to the car and explained.

"That's how the baby tells Mommy that it's ready to come meet it's big sisters." He said as Claire nodded and yawned. He put all of their bags into the backseat of the minivan and then strapped Lilly and Claire into their car seats. "I'll be right back girls." He said as he jogged back into the house and helped Shelly up. "You okay?" He asked as he walked her to the van.

"Umhum." She said shortly as she continued to breathe.

"You're doing great Shelly, just breathe." He said as he helped her into the van. The short ride to the hospital was relatively quiet as Shelly focused on her breathing and the girls drifted back to sleep. He pulled up to the hospital and luckily found a spot close to the entrance.

"Wake up girls." Wordy prompted again as he jogged around and unbuckled their car seats. Lilly was barely awake and not aware of what was going on as Wordy lifted her from her car seat and flung the overnight bag and the two small backpacks over his shoulder while balancing her. "Come on Claire, hold my hand." He said as he dropped his arm as low as possible and grabbed her small hand. He walked crookedly towards the doors of the hospital, Shelly a few steps ahead of him. The latest contraction had passed and she was able to move a bit better. Wordy held Claire's hand tightly as they followed behind Shelly and the nurse pushing her wheelchair through the winding halls of the hospital towards the maternity ward.

"We're going to do a preliminary exam," The nurse said to Shelly as they got to a room. "There's a family waiting room down the hall with some couches." She said as she turned to Wordy. He nodded and looked over to Shelly.

"I'll find someone to watch them for the night and tomorrow morning and then we'll come back." He said in a determined voice as he leaned in and kissed the top of her head. "Love you so much." He let go of Claire's hand and let her go hug Shelly before stepping out of the room with the girls. The family room had some toys in a corner which Claire started to play with as Wordy laid Lilly down on the couch and sat next to her. He pulled out his phone and looked at his watch. 2 AM...awesome. He started to scroll through the contacts in his phone.

His first choice was Ed. He had Sophie there to help him with the girls, he'd already had the go around with young kids and he'd be coherent enough at 2 in the morning to actually come to the hospital and get them. As he began to dial Ed's cell phone number though, he disconnected the call remembering him speaking about plans to go camping with his family this weekend outside of the city. Team One had a rare three day weekend and they were all taking advantage of the downtime.

Let's see, Jules is visiting her brother. Rollie...well Rollie with two little girls by himself...maybe as a last resort. Greg is at that negotiations conference. Lou is visiting his sister. Spike...Spike... Wordy smiled as he thought of Spike and how he loved to play with his kids. He still lived in his parent's basement so he would have some backup if he needed. Wordy nodded to himself and pulled up the number.

"Yeah." Spike's tired voice came over the phone line.

"Spike, it's Wordy. I'm really sorry to wake you up, buddy." He said slowly into the phone as he allowed Spike a minute to wake up.

"No prob, Wordy." He said a bit more coherently. "What's up?"

"Well I've kind of got a big favor to ask you, and feel free to say you can't," Wordy said seriously before continuing. "but Shelly's woke up tonight with contractions, we're at the hospital now-"

"Oh man, everything okay? What do you need?" Spike interrupted trying to contain his excitement and worry.

"She's fine but the thing is, her parents were going to come out to watch Claire and Lilly but they're not getting in until tomorrow afternoon..."

"Are they at the hospital with you?" Spike asked, now sounding awake and as if he was moving around.

"You guys at St. Michael's?" He asked.

"Yeah."

"I'll be there in ten minutes and then I'll take them back here for tonight."

"Thank you so much, Spike. I can't tell you how much this means." Wordy sounded relieved as he leaned back a little bit and saw Lilly stirred next to him.

"Not a problem, Wordy. In a few hours you're going to have another kid!" Spike said excitedly.

"I know, buddy...I know." Anxiety overcame him for an instant but was quickly replaced by joy.

"Daddy...?" Lilly sat up and rubbed her eyes.

"Be there soon Wordy." Spike said as Wordy hung up.

"Hey, sweetie." Wordy said as he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her against him. "Do you remember me waking you up before?" He asked softly as Lilly looked around the unfamiliar room.

"Not really..." She said quietly.

"That's okay." Claire had gotten up from the toys and had joined them, sitting on the other side of Wordy. He put his other arm around Claire and pulled her up against his body. "You girls are going to sleepover at Uncle Spike's house tonight, okay?" He asked as they both nodded. "And then tomorrow Grandma and Grandpa are going to come visit and you'll get to meet the new baby." Claire smiled at the news but Lilly didn't seem overly happy. She had been jealous of the attention the new baby was getting, even before it was born. "Cheer up, sweetie." Wordy said as he tickled her nose. A nurse came into the room with a smile.

"Mr. Wordsworth?" She asked as she stepped into the room. He stood up and looked at her questioningly. "Your wife is dilated about six centimeters, you've still got a few hours until anything exciting will happen." She motioned down the hall. "I'll be at the desk if you need anything." He thanked her and then took both the girl's hands and led them down the hall to their mother's room.

"Knock knock." He said softly as he peeked through the door and saw Shelly laying in the bed They went into the room and Wordy lifted Claire and Lilly onto the foot of the bed.

"Hey guys." She said as she blew kisses to the girls.

"Mommy we're going to have a sleepover with Uncle Spike." Claire said happily. Shelly's eyes got a little wider as she smiled and looked towards Wordy.

"Uncle Spike?" She asked with a bit of a laugh.

"It was either Spike or Rollie." He said with a smile. She laughed and nodded.


Okay, this will probably be a two-shot. I don't know where this idea came from but I like it, do you? More to come soon on this.

EDIT: If you read this earlier, all the places that now say Rollie, said Sam. I had to change it because I didn't realize I was getting ahead of myself. Allie was born (roughly) 2 years before Season 1, Sam hadn't been on Team One yet and Wordy wouldn't have known him. Sorry for the mix up.