Greer arrived along with the midwife at that point. I was still screaming, I could hear Francis on the other side of the was pacing and banging on the door. I also heard Bash arrive. At least he could take Francis away so I could focus. God I wished he were here right now. The door opened, it was not Francis. It was the royal doctor and a representative of the pope to make sure the baby would not be switched with another if it was still born. I hurt so much and I felt like nothing was happening. I heard whispers, I turned to Greer and Catherine.

"Greer, catherine, there's something wrong.I can feel it." I said exhausted.
"It's all right, Mary." I heard Greer say.
"Just hold on a little longer." Catherine said.

"Lady Greer, Queen Mother." the doctor said.
"Where are you going?" I said covered in sweat and panting.

"I'm just going to speak with the doctor a moment." Catherine got up and spoke to the doctor from behind the bed so I couldn't hear.
"Tell me what's happening." I screamed as I was angry and I was in pain.
"You're losing too much blood." I heard Catherine say. I turned to both her and Greer and said.
"What happens to me doesn't it comes down to a choice between me and the baby, - you choose the baby."
"Mary, don't talk like that. You are a fighter. You are a survivor." Catherine said.
"But do you understand? Catherine, Greer do you understand."

Yes, Mary, we understand."
I know this isnt protocol but Greer, bring Francis to me.
"I don't want to leave you." I heard her say.
"In case I need to say good-bye." I said.

Catherine nodded her head and in any other moment I would thank her, but in this one it scared me more. She agreed that I may have to say goodbye. Greer left and came back in what seemed like eons. I looked over and saw that Francis was with her. He ran over to me and held my hand and kissed my forehead.

"I'm here Mary. Nothing is going to take you away from me." Francis said. I loved the fact that he was here but it didn't stop the pain and I kept grunting and wincing in pain.

"Can't you do something for her? Anything?" Francis yelled at the doctor.

"The queen's condition is deteriorating" I somewhat heard the doctor say.
"I fear the possibility of losing both of them if I don't operate" he continued. .
Francis responded with a loud "No".If you open her up, she will die."
"Sir, the queen is not going to question now is whether we save the baby - and relieve Mary of her agony." I couldn't feel Francis holding on to me.
"where are you, Francis where are you?"

"I'm here. Mary, I'm here."
"Something isn't right. Our baby, he's-he's dying."
"Mary, listen to me, I promise you, our baby is going to live."
"You have to save him, Francis save him.I want you all to save my you hear me? I'm ordering all of you! No matter what it my baby!"Stay back!

"If you come anywhere near her with those, I will kill you myself." Francis yelled.

Catherine got up and Greer grabbed the hand she was holding. Catherine whispered in Francis' ear.
"She's dying, Francis,Mary wants you to save your child."
"Greer Greer, I love you." I said sobbing.
"I love you, too." Greer said panting.

"Francis, I love you. I need you to know that" I said exhausted.

"Mary, I love you too but you are ok. You will be fine. Breathe Mary." Francis said as he returned. I started to slip and as I did I heard.
Francis began crying. Catherine started too

"No, no, no, don't give up , stay with have to fight! You can do this, gather your strength, all of it and come back to back and meet our child."he continued and was nearly crying. "Mary, come back to me."
I gasped rather loud.

"Oh, thank God." Catherine cried out.
"Come on, Mary. I'm right here.
I'm with you, Push, Mary, push! Francis was saying.

We heard a baby cry. I smiled and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Queen Mary, you have a son." the doctor said.

"I guess you were wrong." I laughed as I turned to Francis, he kissed me. Suddenly I gasped in pain again. Francis jumped.

The Doctor looked at him as said "keep her calm, there is a second one." Francis held my hand and helped me through the second birth. This one was rather quick and although painful I was holding on.

"Queen Mary, you have a daughter." I again laughed. So did Francis.

"Please let me hold them." I said.

The doctors obliged wrapping them up and handing them both to me. Francis sat down on the bed and wrapped his arms around me. He kissed my forehead.

"So here we have Anne and James", I heard Francis say. Francis took them both so I could get some rest as the doctor said I needed to. I fell asleep looking at the father of my children holding them and just being happier than I had ever seen him.