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Firstly, I'll explain the randomness of the last chapter. It was supposed to show how things in life can come out of no where with no warning what so ever. I think I may have failed in that XD
Secondly… This isn't the final chapter. There's another two after this :) The plot fairy struck over the weekend and delivered you two extra chapters! Yay!
Disclaimer: Me not own Pokémon :(
Act Two, Scene Six
It was a dark rainy night when Dawn went into labour a month earlier than they'd expected. Paul was out of the house since he was doing something for Cynthia in Sunnyshore. It had all really turned into a nightmare for everyone concerned. Thankfully Emily knew exactly what to do.
Dawn was just tucking Emily into bed when her water broke. Dawn's cry of pain made Emily go to investigate.
"Dawnie?" Emily had asked while craning to look at Dawn from her door, "What's wrong?"
Dawn had collapsed on the floor, clutching her stomach in pain. She bit her lip. She couldn't speak because of the pain. Emily walked over to Dawn and checked her over with her eyes. Dawn didn't seem to be bleeding but she seemed to be in a lot of pain. Emily looked round the room. Paul wasn't in. Dawn let out another strangled cry of pain. People weren't meant to do that.
Emily rushed over to the phone and dialled the one number she could remember. 999. Her mother had always told her not to use that number unless it was an emergency but if Dawn was in a lot of pain and Paul wasn't around then it was an emergency.
"Hello, which service do you want?" the operator asked.
"The hospital," Emily said, "I need an amblu… amblu… nee nah for my mummy. She hurts lots."
"It's alright," the operator said calmly, "What's wrong with her?"
Emily thought for a minute before stating her prognosis: "She's got a baby in her. I think it wants to come out!"
"It's OK, we're sending an ambulance to you now," the operator said, "Can you fetch your daddy?"
"He's not here," Emily replied.
"Have you got a next door neighbour?" the operator asked.
"Yeah, I'll go fetch him!" Emily said.
"Good girl," the operator said, "Keep her warm until we get there."
"OK!" Emily chorused before she put down the phone. She ran over to Dawn. "I'm going to get Mr Reynolds, Dawnie."
Dawn didn't reply but she nodded. Emily ran out of the front door, making sure it would stay open, and sprinted down the hall to Mr Reynolds' apartment. After a few loud knocks, Mr Reynolds came to the door. He glanced down at Emily, surprised it was her.
"Mr Reynolds, Mr Reynolds, Dawnie got a poorly, she needs help and Paulie isn't here," Emily explained quickly. Mr Reynolds seemed to get the jist of what she said because the man was instantly in the other apartment. He walked over to Dawn and gently stroked her head.
"Dawn, what happened?" Mr Reynolds asked.
"Waters… broken…" Dawn gasped. Mr Reynolds nodded quickly. He helped to sit her up. Emily crouched down beside Dawn looking worried.
"I need to get some things for Dawn," Mr Reynolds told Emily calmly, "Stay here."
"Mr Reynolds, Mr Reynolds," Emily said, "I called the amblu… nee nah. It's coming soon!"
"Good girl, Emily," Mr Reynolds smiled, "Sit with Dawn for me."
"I will," Emily said. Mr Reynolds jumped up and went to get some clothes ready in a bag for Dawn. He returned after a few minutes and sat down next to Dawn.
"How are you feeling?" he asked Dawn.
"Horrible," Dawn replied.
"Everything's going to be OK, dear," Mr Reynolds said, "I need to call Paul."
"His number is on the… side," Dawn said. Mr Reynolds nodded and walked over to the phone. He dialled Paul's number and waited for a reply.
"Hello?"
"Oh, Paul, thank goodness you've picked up," Mr Reynolds said, "Dawn has gone into labour, the ambulance should be here soon."
"Is she alright?" Paul asked over the phone. He seemed to be shocked and worried. Mr Reynolds nodded. Dawn decided in that moment to give another scream. "I'll be there as soon as I can."
"Take care," Mr Reynolds told him. Paul turned off the phone quickly. Mr Reynolds was about to walk back to Dawn when someone knocked on the door. He went to open it instead. The paramedics had arrived. They swarmed into the room and made their way to Dawn. Emily backed away from them as they began to ask Dawn a lot of questions. Dawn soon lost her temper and let out a barrage of swear words.
"Oh my," Mr Reynolds said as he covered Emily's ears up. She looked up at him wondering why he had covered up her ears.
Thirty minutes later, Emily was sat in the hall of a hospital, swinging her feet underneath the seat. She glanced up as she heard someone running down the corridor. It was Reggie.
"Uncle Reggie!" Emily cried when she saw him. Reggie ran up to her and hugged her tightly.
"Are you OK?" Reggie asked her. She nodded. "Paul told me to come and look after you."
"Mr Reynolds was here but he had to leave to look after Dawnie," Emily replied.
"It's OK," Reggie said, "Paul should be here soon."
But Emily didn't see Paul soon. She sat with Reggie for what seemed hours with no sign of Paul. Eventually Mr Reynolds appeared. Reggie stood up.
"How's it looking?" Reggie asked.
"She's bleeding quite a bit," Mr Reynolds told Reggie quietly, "If they can't stop it then they'll lose them both."
"And Paul?" Reggie asked.
"He's in there now," Mr Reynolds replied, "I thought I'd come to tell you the news."
"Thank you," Reggie muttered with a grateful nod. Mr Reynolds turned to Emily with a big smile on his face.
"There's she is," Mr Reynolds said happily, "A clever little girl."
Reggie watched as Emily told Mr Reynolds what her mother had told her. Mr Reynolds praised her a little more. Reggie couldn't smile though. He really wanted to be in there with his brother.
A few more hours later, Emily was asleep on her seat. Reggie and Mr Reynolds (he refused to leave now without knowing) were dozing on the bench. The doors to the theatre opened and a nurse hurried out. Reggie woke up immediately.
"Where's Emily?" the nurse asked, looking around. Reggie woke Emily up. She yawned and rubbed her eyes.
"Is the baby here yet?" she asked innocently.
"Paul wants to see you," the nurse said urgently. Emily hopped off her seat and followed the nurse into the theatre. Reggie stood up and followed them to the door. Did this mean everything was OK or not? The nurse hadn't given them any idea. Mr Reynolds stirred.
"What time is it?" he asked groggily. Reggie didn't have a watch to tell him the answer.
Emily was led into a brightly lit room. Dawn was lying on a bed looking pale and tired. She wasn't moving and her eyes were closed. Emily looked at the nurse in a worried sort of way. Paul appeared out of the corner of her eye. He picked her up easily and carried her over to the bed. Dawn seemed to stir the moment Emily was placed beside her.
"Hi, sweetie," Dawn said. Emily hugged Dawn tightly.
"I thought you'd gone away too," Emily said.
"It's OK, I'm still here," Dawn said, "I'm just tired that's all."
"Dawn said you'd helped her," Paul said. Emily turned to Paul, her eyes wide. "You were a very big girl you know, phoning for an ambulance."
"Mummy said that if there was amergency then to call for a … nee nah," Emily told him. Paul smiled at her. He looked just as tired as Dawn was but Emily didn't comment. She looked at Dawn once more. "Where is baby?"
As if on cue a nurse walked into the room holding a baby in her arms. Paul stood up straight and Dawn pushed herself up.
"Did you see what it was?" Dawn asked Paul.
"I was too busy telling you to stop breaking my hand," Paul replied. Dawn punched at him, catching him in the ribs. Paul didn't even notice the fact his girlfriend had attacked him, he was far too busy watching as his child was brought closer to him. The nurse handed the baby to Dawn.
"Well done," the nurse said, "You have a healthy baby boy."
"It's a boy," Dawn gasped, a wide, purely happy smile spreading on her face. Paul couldn't help but smile as Dawn cradled their son in her arms. She showed Paul the small pink face of his son. Only Emily seemed to frown.
"Why do you want a wrinkly baby Dawnie?" she asked. Paul and Dawn laughed loudly even though they didn't mean too. Emily looked confused.
"He's gorgeous," Dawn said. Paul reached forwards and gently stroked the baby's cheek.
"Yeah," was all that Paul managed to say. Emily looked at the baby once more with an air of confusion. She glanced up at Paul. The baby must have been doing something to them because they seemed to be mesmerised by it.
"We need to name him, Emily," Dawn said. Emily looked at Dawn. "But we want you to name him."
"Me?" Emily asked, glancing up at Paul. He nodded.
"If it wasn't for you then he would never have been born," Dawn said, "So you should name him for us."
"Plus, we can't decide on a name for him," Paul added. Dawn shot him a dark look. Paul rubbed his face with his hand. Emily giggled as she saw it had been bandaged.
"What did you do?" she asked through giggles. Paul glanced at his hand then at Dawn. Dawn looked guiltily up at him.
"Sorry," she said. Emily looked at the baby and titled her head. She stared at him for a few minutes debating between names in her head. He wasn't fluffy so he couldn't be called fluffy. Squeakers wasn't a real name. Farty, no Paul would tell her off for that. He was a human, Emily supposed, so she decided to think of a human name for him.
"William," she said finally, "William Paulie."
Dawn and Paul looked at each other and nodded. It was acceptable for them. Dawn handed Emily the baby and helped her hold him.
"Say hi to Emily, William," Dawn said. Emily looked down at the baby once more. Suddenly he didn't seem so weird to her.
Nice family moment… sort of :) So two more chapters. I hope that this is OK for you! Don't forget to review!
RSx
