A/N - Hello Readers so I love Mark Schultz and am recently obsessing over his song what it means to be loved. I was listening to it while writing the latest chapter of Lemonade Genration and this chapter of the song fic story was somehow finished before that chapter was up. Anyways Its just a little bit of Wenlivia ( i dont there couple name) fluff with Eboni and Trevin :) I hope you enjoy oh and you should probaly listen to the song.
PS. I dont know how to write doctors so the past with the doctor may be unrealistic :)
For five months and eight days my wife and I had waited
Gettin' ready for our baby girl
But when he called the doctor said I need to see you
And could you come in soon
It was surreal that for the third time Wen Gifford watched his wife paint the small room the couple had always used as a nursery. The color they had chosen with there two older children help was Cherry blossom pink. Next to her stood their seven year old daughter with a roller in hand and her originally green outfit now covered in paint. Then on her other side their three year old son stood with a paint brush in hand trying to help.
"Looks like you all are having fun." He said finally making his presence known.
"DADDY," Their seven year old Eboni screamed and ran into his arms Trevin fallowed in suit and Olivia smiled and walked over to kiss her husband.
"Hello," She said.
"Daddy we heard you on the radio," Eboni commented.
"Really what about school missy" Wen asked.
"I am so sick." She said finally realizing that is how she got to stay home in the first place.
"Yeah then I shouldn't do this," Wen said tickling Eboni then beginning to twirl her around and throwing her in the air. Eboni just giggled the whole time.
"You look just fatal," Wen said sitting her down.
"Me next, Me Next," Trevin screamed.
"Alright one time then we got more painting to do right kiddo." He said and Trevin giggled jumping in his arms. Before the night was over the four person family lay on the wooden floor after finishing painting the room. Trevin and Eboni already asleep then the house phone began to ring waking Trevin up and the three year old threw a fit. Wen stayed calming down the three year old.
After getting off the phone Olivia had to wipe a tear from her eye. Then she slowly walked over to her son's room seeing Wen kiss his head. She stopped and watched placing her right hand on her stomach and hoping she would get to see Wen kiss this baby goodnight. When the doctor called his voice didn't seam very hopeful.
"Hey he asleep," Olivia asked,
"Yeah, who was on the phone?"
"Doctor Mitchell,"
"What did he, Liv Is everything okay?" Wen asked seeing the tears in Olivia's eyes.
"I don't know it didn't sound like it though, He said he wants to see us tomorrow, Wen what if something is wrong and…." She began Wen didn't know what to do except hold her.
"Liv listen to me, she is going to be fine everything is going to be fine, we will go and see and see him in the morning." Wen explained wiping her tears.
After a restless night all of the Gifford's where happy to see the bright sun of Saturday morning. Eboni sat on the bar stool in her clothes from yesterday spinning around asking her father why she wasn't going to the birthday party of her friend.
"Because Eb your sick remember." Wen commented handing his daughter her blueberry pancakes.
"But I am not really sick," She complained.
"But Kasey doesn't know that. You can give her the present Monday." Wen said glad for once his child played hooky because he now had a good excuse for a selfish thing. She didn't need to stay with her family but Wen knew it would give Olivia piece of mind at the doctor and that he couldn't well leave a three year old in the waiting room.
"I am never acting sick again." She said crossing her arms.
"Good, eat up then go take a quick shower you are covered in paint my child." Wen said handing her a fork and placing the freshly made orange juice on the counter. Next he grabbed the cup of coffee and pancakes he made for Olivia and going to leave the kitchen.
"Daddy," Eboni said stopping Wen in his tracks.
"It's because something may be wrong with the baby isn't it."
"Eboni, what?"
"I accidently heard mommy say something about it, I didn't mean to I had a nightmare and I was going to find you cause I was scared then I heard mommy crying and thought it would be best if I just went back to bed." Eboni explained as quickly as she would if she was in trouble a tear running down from her cheek.
"Ebi," Wen said walking over to Eboni and wiping her tear.
"I am sorry," She said the big brown eyes she had got from him staring deep into his.
"You don't have to be sorry Eb, I am sorry you heard that the baby will be fine okay." Wen said pulling the eight year old into his arms stroking her red hair. He remembered looking at Eboni for the first time in her pink blanket and promising at that moment he would always protect her. He hoped, wished, prayed, and begged he would get to give the same promise to the baby.
"Daddy," She said.
"Yeah Hunny bunches. I am not worried about the baby, she will be a fighter. After all she is a Gifford." Eboni said so simply it touched Wen's heart.
"You are right sweet heart." He said kissing her head.
"I am going to go wake up Mommy and Trev then why don't you say we all sit in the living room and watch cartoons." He said.
"Really, I thought we couldn't because we'd make a mess." Eboni said kind of reciting one of the many house rules.
"Just eat and shower Eb let me take care of the detail's." Wen said and Eboni giggled before climbing back in her chair and eating her pancakes.
After a light knock Wen walked in seeing Olivia already awake standing on her toes trining to find something in there closet.
"What you looking for Liv?" Wen asked
"Trevin and Eboni's baby books, I knew I put them up here" She said.
"Liv I have them right here. I took them down last night." Wen said setting her food down and grabbing the books from the top drawer of the night stand on his side of the bed.
"Oh, I knew that, I am sorry today is just."
"I know that's why I made you breakfast. I had an idea let watch cartoons this morning with the kids until we have to leave." Wen said watching his wife's reaction.
"You already promised Eb didn't you?" Olivia asked already knowing the answer.
"I may have mentioned it." Wen answered.
"It would be easier to tell them where we are going."
"Well tell Trevin."
"Eboni already knows." Olivia said sitting down on the bed.
"She over heard us last night." Wen explained.
"They would love it." Olivia whispered to herself, Then she saw a head poke into the room fallowed by another small head. "Fine" She said louder making sure both of the kids could hear her.
"Thank you mommy!" Eboni exclaimed running and jumping on the bed.
"Thank you mama" Trevin said.
"But first get ready for the day please," Olivia said and both kids jumped off the bed. Eboni grabbed Trevin's hand and leading him out of the master bedroom.
"We raised two good kids." She commended.
"No we didn't" Wen said and Olivia looked up at him.
"We are raising three exceptional kids." He explained and she pushed herself up to kiss him.
Then something died inside of me to sit with him and hear
The tests that said our baby may not live to be a year
Turning to my wife he said what do you wanna do?
"Mr. and Mrs. Gifford I am glad you could make it." Doctor Mitchell said walking into the room with a file in hand. He took off his white lab coat and sat down in his button up dress shirt tie and dress pants. He was an older gentleman grandfatherly in some aspects.
"Doctor Mitchell," Wen said standing up and shaking the mans hand. After a good shake he sat back down Olivia's hand in his.
"Well I wish I had better news to report to you," He said putting on his coke bottle glasses and running his fingers threw his grayish black hair.
"What's wrong? Is the baby okay?" Olivia asked almost franticly
"She has a low heart rate; it usually isn't something that alarms us unless it drops below a certain level. But last screening the heart rate dropped far below that level." He said and both almost stopped breathing.
"And,"
"The past few test proved the heart rate dose very, If she where to go threw the normal birthing process it is possible she wouldn't make it to her first birthday. My suggestion at this point will be t bed rest and see if we cant schedule an early Caesarian section soon so we can get her out while she still has an optimal chance for survival. Or we could terminate the pregnancy while we still can. But the choice is yours Olivia." We could hear Olivia silently sobbing. Then she looked up at Wen tears in her eyes unable to speak.
"I just want to hold her, I don't care how long I have." Olivia said taking the words from Wen's mouth.
I wanna give her the world
I want to hold her hand
I want to be her mom
For as long as I can
And I want to live every moment
Until that day comes
I want to show her
What it means to be loved