Wow, two chapters in one day...I'm proud of myself...
Don't forget to review!
"How long has it been?" Herry asked worriedly.
"About five hours," Theresa said, clearly not worried.
In the waiting room, they were the only ones there. Jay, Neil and Herry were pacing, while Theresa just sat down calmly, knowing that this was normal for a firstborn, let alone two. Odie was also sitting down, researching possible causes for the length of time it was taking on his portable laptop.
Turning around to ask Theresa how long they had been waiting again, Herry saw that she was stock still, her eyes open and starring at nothing.
"Uh, I think that Theresa's having another vision," he said, pointing to the redhead.
Turning around, the boys all starred at her, hoping for good news.
Gasping, her body was racked with uncontrolled sobs.
Jumping to her side, Jay quickly held her in his arms, stroking her hair and back.
"Its okay, Therri," he cooed. "What did you see? Is it Atlanta?"
Trying as best she could as to regain herself, she lifted her head, her emerald eyes dancing with tears.
"It's the babies. One of them has something wrong with it, but the doctors won't be able to help her!" she wailed, burying her face in Jay's chest.
All of them looked worriedly at each other, not knowing what to do. Finally, Odie spoke up.
"Theresa, don't you have some healing powers?" he said, a note of hope in his voice.
Her eyes opening wide, she said, "Yes, yes I do!" before jumping up and racing towards the room where Atlanta was.
Barging into the room, she saw that the doctor was desperately trying to see what was wrong.
"What are you doing here?" a nurse asked, heading towards Theresa.
"I know something is wrong with her, and I can help!" Theresa cried, desperately trying to get to Atlanta's side.
"Let her come!" Archie called, still clutching Atlanta's limp hand. "She can help, trust me!"
Looking uncertain, the doctor cautiously stepped away from his patient.
Hurrying up to her side, Theresa laid a hand on her best friend's stomach.
Closing her eyes, she let her mind's eye wander into her body. She could see the aura of both babies, though the girl's was weak. Approaching her, Theresa saw that her umbilical cord was wrapped around her neck, choking her.
Quickly muttering an incantation, her palm started to glow a light purple, while inside Atlanta's womb, the umbilical cord started to twitch and jerk, undoing the loop around the child's neck.
Around the room, the doctor and nurses where starring dumbfounded at the monitors. The baby's heart rate was now back to normal.
As Theresa's eyes fluttered open, exhaustion took over. Her knees buckling, she started to fall backwards. Luckily, big, strong arms caught her. Looking up, she saw the chocolate brown eyes of Jay, looking at her worriedly.
"Thought you might need someone to catch you," he said, picking her up.
Deciding to leave Archie and Atlanta, who had now opened her eyes, alone, they went outside and sat back in the waiting room, reassuring the others that everything was fine.
Clutching her hand, Archie comforted her as her body was shaken by another contraction.
"It's okay, Lannie...keep pushing..." he said, stroking her wet forehead.
A sudden high pitched screaming alerted him to the birth of his firstborn.
"It's a girl!" the doctor cried, motioning to Archie to cut the umbilical cord. Quickly cutting the cord that had almost strangled his daughter, he held her close, waiting for his other child to come to this world.
Two minutes later, another scream announced the birth of his son.
Reluctantly handing the nurses his children to clean them up, he followed them the whole way, making sure that they not switch the babies with someone else's.
Once all three of them had a bracelet, he charged back to Atlanta's side.
"We're parents, Lannie!" he said, kissing her forehead as the nurse handed her her daughter, while another handed Archie his son.
"We're parents..." she said tiredly, gazing at her beautiful daughter.
"What are we going to call them?" she asked, looking up at her husband.
"Well, I always liked Amber for a girl..." he said. Atlanta smiled. "And I always liked Alex for a boy."
Looking down at her daughter once again, she stroked the newborn's head.
"Amber Theresa Connors..." she said.
Archie looked down at his son, buried in so many blankets that he could only see his face, his eyes were closed and he was sleeping peacefully.
"Alexander Jay Connors..." He said.
