Not really satifiedd with how this turned out but I had really bad writers block when I wrote this :(
Chapter 12 It's Time
Week 41 – August 30th, 2007
A heavily pregnant Cameron sat on the bed, watching Chase try to put the crib together in their bedroom as Taylor attempted to help and an almost two year old Ryan ran around the room. Chase often had to get up and go after him since Cameron was in no shape going after her baby nephew. Dana was sick in the hospital and while Alyssa and Jason spent the day visiting her, Cameron agreed to babysit.
"Ok so this connects there which also goes with that piece," Chase read from the directions.
"Can I do it?" I want to try Uncle Robbie," Taylor said, making Cameron laugh. The "Robbie" thing had to be Jason's doing.
"Yeah Uncle Robbie, let her try," Cameron smirked, keeping an eye on Ryan who suddenly found the box that the crib came in so interesting.
"Not funny Allison," he said good naturedly as he guided the five year old into using the screw driver. Cameron shifted uncomfortably on the bed, once again wondering why she haven't gone into labor yet.
"You ok?" he asked, keeping an eye on Ryan as well. He was glad he was distracted because for almost being two, this kid could run.
"Yeah, just wondering why I haven't gone into labor yet. She's a week late." Sensing her worry, Chase got up from the floor and sat next to his pregnant girlfriend. He put his hand on her stomach, feeling the baby kick.
"She'll come when she's ready. She's just stubborn like her mama," he laughed, getting her back for making fun of him earlier.
"Meanie," she said, sticking out her tongue at him.
"Meanie?" he laughed, his eyes shining with amusement.
"What? The kids are here," she said as Chase leaned in to kiss her, but Cameron pulled away the moment she saw Ryan running out the door with the screwdriver he stolen from Taylor.
"No Ryan! Give it back!" Taylor shouted as she ran after him.
"Robert, get that away from him," Cameron said in alarm, afraid that he'll fall and hurt himself.
"I'm on it," he said as he got up and ran after the kids. Just as he finally caught the baby and pried the tool out of his hands, Cameron suddenly shouted out his name.
"Robert! Get in here quick!" Assuming something was wrong; Chase rushed in, holding both of the kids. He stopped, practically out of breath to see his girlfriend standing there, hunched over in pain.
"I'm having a contraction," she gasped. Chase didn't respond. He just stood there holding a giggling baby and five year old. His face was pale from shock.
"Robert it's time! We need to get to the hospital!" she exclaimed, trying to get him to respond. It worked because Chase put the kids down and rushed over to her.
"How far apart are they?" he asked.
"I don't know. I've only had one so far and…" she trailed off just as she felt another contraction. It was painful and she could hardly breathe as Chase guided her to the living room.
"Ok, stay here for second while I get your bag and the kids," he said as he sat her on the couch.
"For the love of God Robert hurry," she gasped in pain as she prepared herself for another strong contraction.
"Hold on love," he said as he rushed in to get her bag.
"What's wrong with Aunty Ally?" Taylor asked as he picked up Ryan from the floor.
"The baby's coming Tay so we have to go to the hospital. Follow me," he said as he rushed outside to the car.
"But how does that even work?" she asked in confusion as he unlocked the door and buckled Ryan in his carseat.
"Your mommy will explain it to you when we get there now put your seatbelt on," he said patiently before rushing back to the house for Cameron. Tears were already streaming down her cheeks by the time he got there.
"Ally, just breathe," he whispered soothingly as he helped her up and guided her into the car. She was in so much pain and was desperately trying not to yell so she wouldn't scare the kids.
"Robert call Dr. Monroe," Cameron cried as he drove. He took out his cell and after letting their doctor know, it wasn't long till they finally reached the hospital.
Jason met Chase in the parking lot as soon as they parked the car. Chase had called him to get the kids that way he can help Cameron. Now she was situated in a hospital bed with Chase by her side. Hours had passed and her water had already broke. She was in so much pain but had refused the epidural. Jason had taken the kids back to Dana's room and informed her and Alyssa that Cameron had gone into labor. They were thrilled and Dana wished she was strong enough to be there.
"Allison, are you sure you don't want an epidural," Chase asked as she squeezed his hand in pain. The contractions were getting more painful by the minute.
"I'm sure honey. I want a natural birth," she whispered as the contraction started to fade.
"Jesus it's been 8 hours," Chase grumbled, not being able to see her in pain like this. Before he can even think of getting a nurse to check how much more she needed to be dilated, House determinedly walked in with an embarrassed Foreman trailing behind him with the white board.
"House!" Cameron exclaimed just as another major contraction started. "What are you doing here? Get out!" she yelled in pain.
"House! Now isn't the time!" Chase said angrily, but House just ignored them.
"If my employees can't make it to the differentials then I have to bring the differentials to them," he said as he started writing the symptoms on the board. "Migraines, rash, and seizures," he read aloud. "I was thinking it could be an allergic reaction but the migraines don't fit. What do you guys think?" he asked sarcastically, turning to face them. Cameron suddenly cried out in pain, making Foreman look more uncomfortable than ever.
"So was that a yay or nay on allergic reaction?" House asked, feigning uncertainty.
"Get out!" Cameron and Chase both yelled. Having enough, Foreman started wheeling out the board.
"Come on House, that's enough," he snapped. Relenting House finally gave in.
"Fine, but if you come up with something page me he said as Chase started to show him out the door.
"Sure, we'll do that," Chase said before closing the door behind him.
Another 8 hours had passed and Cameron was in agony. Jason had no choice, but to take the kids home while Alyssa went back and forth between Cameron and Dana's room, updating Dana on how Cameron was doing.
"She's only 7 centimeters dilated," a nurse reported, before covering Cameron back up.
"But it's been 16 hours," Alicia said in disbelief once the nurse had left. She showed up a few minutes after House had barged in and was now standing by Cameron's head, dabbing her forehead with a damp towel. Chase was holding her hand as she squeezed it in pain.
"It can go on even longer," Chase said as Cameron suddenly started to freak out. She was shaking and crying and the pain was so bad she literally felt like she was going to pass out at any second.
"This baby doesn't want to come out of me," she cried hysterically. "First she's a week late and now she won't come out! Robert I can't do this! Give me the epidural please!" He looked at her hesitating to do what she asked.
"Allison you made me promise not to let you have an epidural no matter how much you beg for it. You wanted a natural birth remember?" he asked.
"I change my mind! Please just knock me out!" she cried as she was suddenly hit with another contraction. She didn't think she can do this for another 16 hours without the drugs. She screamed in agony, squeezing Chase's hand hard.
"Ah! Cameron your hurting me!" he yelped in pain, pulling his hand away.
"Oh please you don't know what real pain is!" Cameron shouted angrily as it finally started to subside. She only had several more minutes till the next one.
"Do you want to try walking around some more," he asked as he took her hand again but she pushed him away.
"No! Don't touch me!" she cried irritably. Chase stepped back, looking tired and defeated. It was late into the night and none of them were sure how much longer this was going to take.
