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Chapter 25

Intensive Care

I froze.

My feet bolted in place on the hard laminate flooring beneath my feet. I sensed Ollie and Seth stood either side of me, ready and waiting for me to continue but I couldn't. My eyes stared fixated on the white, burgundy backdropped sign, ever so much like a neon light, making it unmissable to my gaze as it rested above the double oak doors of the Intensive Care Unit. I've been here before, maybe not in reality but certainly before. This seemed all too real and at the same time, I wanted this all to be a reoccurring dream, a dream I have already been through once before.

I swallowed hard, fighting to breathe passed the large lump in my throat before stretching my hand out to rest on the silver door plate on the 'IN' door however, I couldn't bring myself to push. I felt a cold hand on my left shoulders and a warm on on my right. I smiled up at them both. I knew they were both here, supporting me. With another deep breath, I pushed the door open and the cries of premature babies, possibly even my own, screeched straight through my ears. I felt the tears collect as I urged myself forwards, heading straight for the reception desk where a plump, golden haired receptionist sat, murmuring quietly into a phone. As I reached it, she looked up and murmured something else before putting the receiver down, smiling up at me to speak but I couldn't. I had no idea where my voice was.

"May I help you?" The receptionist asked in a kind, considerate voice. She must have seen so many people like I looked now. Frightened and helpless. Had no idea what to do with themselves. That was me in a bombshell. She looked pretty drawn and exhausted. I didn't blame her. Being around all this everyday must run you down ragged.

I didn't respond; I couldn't respond, even if I could relocate my voice. But thankfully, Ollie stepped in. The receptionist seemed to recognise him and smiled, sadly.

"Hello again, Petunia, um...these are the parents of Harry and Chenée Swan, or I mean, Clearwater." he corrected. She nodded and smiled at the two of us. Her face turned even more sad as she realised just who my kids were, as if their conditions were the talk of the ward. That made me a little uncomfortable. Really didn't want people talking about them. She rose from her seat, heading over to a brown haired doctor that was writing on a clipboard just a few feet away. With a few hushed words, the doctor's head snapped up to us. My heart raced as he made his way towards us, looking troubled but trying not to show it. He smiled, sympathetically at the two of us, giving Ollie a small nod in greeting. I started to shake and Seth grabbed my shoulders, rubbing soothingly to get me to calm down. It worked a little bit.

"Miss Swan? Mr. Clearwater? Hello, I'm Dr. Gerrand. I'm the attending to your children, Harry and Chenée. Are you aware that they were brought here?"He asked, softly. I nodded, partly. He understood me though. "Your children have been severely poisoned. At this time, we are unsure as to what poison was used but we are doing everything we're capable of doing to help them and are currently waiting on the results of the tests were conducted as soon as they came in. We have made sure they are stable to an extent and are comfortable as they possibly can be. At current, your daughter, Chenée, is more at risk than your son, Harry, considering her increased symptoms. I realise that this has to be a very hard time for you and are finding it hard to absorb all this information that might not make much sense right now but know that your children are in good hands."
"I-I understand." I replied, shakily. I felt a little light-headed, unable to form longer sentences that would be even a fraction coherent.

"May we see them?" Seth whispered, hopefully but very quiet.

"Of course you can, Mr. Clearwater. Please, this way." The doctor said, turning and we began to follow, silently. But then, I realised that Ollie wasn't and I stopped, turning back to face him and with one pleading look, he nodded, following. I needed both of them for this.

Seth gripped my hand tighter, s if I was the only thing from holding him together, just like the two of them were holding me together as we approached their door. I saw their names on it, engraved in a blue and pink name plate. Even with a thick door between us, I could hear the irregular rhythm of their heart monitors. It sent surges of pain through me and I had to stop, just to take a deep breath. It hurt, severely and looking over at Seth, I knew he was in no better condition.

"Are you sure you want to do this, Miss. Swan?" Dr. Gerrand asked, gently. I gulped but nodded. He sighed. "I must warn you. What you are about to see will most likely upset you but trust me when I say it is all necessary and is in place to help your children. I'm terribly sorry for what ou are about to see..."

His words scared me passed comprehension. My breathing picked up, hastily and very shallow. I could feel Seth's heart accelerate against my back, matching mine in its own irregular rhythm. I kissed his hand that was in my shoulder and took a deep breath before entering the room, the room that held my babies.

I gasped, tears instantly falling down my face like rivers as I took in the scene before me. My hand clamped over my mouth to keep the sobs at bay. My mind spiralled. I could hardly think. Beside me, Seth stopped breathing, his face horrified as he stared on at our two precious babies, hooking up to numerous monitors with tubes and wires burrowing into their skin. Their chests heaving up and down, deeply. I couldn't imagine their little chests being able to handle such breathing. I took a slight step towards them, terrified to go any further. The Doctor spoke behind us, startling me.

"I'll give you some time." he whispered, gently. I could hardly nod. There was a light breeze of the door swishing shut and then we were alone with my babies. I had no idea whether Ollie was still with us and I didn't really care right now. All I cared about were my children that were fighting for their lives before they had even begun. It was so frightening to think that I could never see them grow up. I could never meet the girl that finally make my little Harry settle down, or see the man that Seth would try to scare to death whenever he showed an interest in my baby girl. Would I see her on her wedding day? Would I get to see him head off to college? Or even better, if he wanted it, become a wolf that I could be proud of and who could stand up side his father? I wouldn't mind that because that means he was living. All this doubt made my tears fall faster but I tried to hold my screams in.

Slowly, I walked forwards, keeping my eyes on them, specifically my daughter and held Seth's hadn't tightly in mine. He moved mechanically behind me, his eyes also not leaving his son. His first son. The son that shared his father's name, the same father he loved over anyone else. Would he ever be able to kick a ball around with him, or buy him his first baseball glove?

Seth spoke all of a sudden, his voice dead and sorrowful. "Th-They're so, so small...so fragile." His voice shook.

"I can't...I can't believe this." I whispered, angrily. "Why? Why us? Why them? Haven't we been through enough?"

"I know, Baby, I know." Seth whispered back, sadly, rubbing my back.

"I'm so scared, Seth. We...We can't lose them." I cried, stroking the incubator glass near Chenée's head.

"Hey...We won't." he comforted, spinning me around and embracing me, tightly. I dried, lightly into his chest. It was only then that I saw Ollie stood by the door, his hands behind his back with one knee bent as his foot rested against the wall. His face was so frozen, frozen in a sorrowful, despairing expression, sadness thick in his eyes. I wanted him to hold me, I wanted to comfort him but I know that Seth needed me just as much as I needed him. I was just afraid that Ollie was going to disappear.

"I'll go get some coffee." Seth suggested, pulling away from me with red eyes. I sniffled, kissing him softly on the lips. I knew he couldn't see them like this anymore and he needed an out for a few minutes. I couldn't deny him that. I nodded and he left rather quickly, the door swinging shut in his absence, leaving Ollie and myself alone for the first time in a long time.

He walked over to me as I began to cry, hugging me to his cold body that felt so different to Seth's, yet just as comforting.

"I'm so sorry..." he whispered, sadly. I shook my head, pulling back to look at him in the eyes. He sighed.

"This isn't your fault, Ollie. You did your part." I assured hum, croaking.

"I should have done more, better. I'm so, so sorry." he repeated, looking utterly defeated and distraught. I shook my head again, determined to make him see sense.

"No. You did a perfect job, Ollie. Thank you." I thanked him, sincerely. He ignored me, gazing at Chenée. I recaptured his gaze, looking stern. "I mean it. You did everything I asked of you. Don't blame yourself."

"It's hard not to. I'm sorry but...I feel like I'm somewhat responsible for them because they're yours and they should be mine and I just probably freaked you out but...I mean it." he spluttered, not meeting my eyes. I placed my hand on his cold, hard cheek and made him look back at me.

"It didn't freak me out." I told him, bluntly, a little offended. If things were different. If he didn't leave me when he had, perhaps these would have been his. Who knows? But I'm not going to linger on 'what if's. He smiled, tightly. "I mean it, Ollie. There was nothing else you could have done. Do you hear me?"

"...Thank you..." he breathed, staring at me for a minutes before kissing my cheek, softly, innocently.

"Thank you." I said awkwardly. He looked a little abashed. I smiled at him and kissed hi cheek too, my hand still on his other cheek. His eyes closed and he smiled, happily. He opened his eyes, placed his hand on my cheek and gave me a soft peck on the lips. There was nothing intimate at all about this kiss. It was for comfort, for both of us. It was amazing at its job, making me feel a little better. He sighed into my face as he pulled away, murmuring his apologies. I shook my head, assuring him that it was just a kiss of thanks and reassurance.

"I'll...(sigh) I'll go see where Seth is with that coffee, shall I?" he whispered, embarrassed. I nodded once and he left the room, leaving me with my children.

I sighed and turned to them, stroking the glass with my finger tips. I sighed again, a tear escaping. I noticed the two arms holes with gloves extending inwards. I slid my hand through, hesitating before I stroked a finger tip lightly across Chenée's forearm. I yearned to touch her, skin to skin, not velvet to skin. I sighed.

I didn't turn around at the light swish of the door. I tried to ignore the gasps that came from whoever had entered but it pierced me anyway, deeply. A warm and cold hand appeared on each of my shoulders. I didn't acknowledge them at first, still fixated on my daughter's cheek.

"Izzie..." I heard Carlisle whisper, sadly, behind me. I looked at him and I knew he could see the tears in my eyes, flowing down my cheeks. Seth had returned and he placed the coffee aside and hugged me, comfortingly. "I just want you to know that I'm extremely sorry and that I am unable to overtake Dr. Gerand on this case. He will remain you attending, or their attending."

"What? But-!" I started, cutting myself off in sorrow. "I want you."

"I know but, Dr. Gerrand thinks I'll be too emotionally involved and I must admit, he;s right." Carlisle explained, looking down at Chenée. I sighed but nodded, understanding. Carlisle left us then and Bella peeped around the door, unsure whether she was welcome or not. She smiled at me, tentatively and we beckoned her in. She sighed as she took in her Niece and nephew.

"Oh, Izzie. You need to rest, you look a mess." she whispered, considerately, tucking a stray hair behind my ear as I sniffled. I shrugged and shook my head.

"I'm not going anywhere, Bella. I'm not letting them out my sight. I can't." I almost wept. She embraced me, stroking my hair as she murmured apologies in my ear that meant nothing. Apologies aren't going to make this better.

"Okay, Sweetheart. We won't make you. Do you need anything? Anything at all?" she offered. I shook my head. "Okay. I love you. Don't worry, everything's going to be okay. Fine."

"Don't promise me anything. Okay? Please?" I requested, grimacing in sorrow. She sighed and nodded, hugging me one last time before leaving the room.

"They're gonna get through this." Seth assured me. I sighed. "Our kids are fighters, like us. Like you."

"YOU said 'our' kids." I laughed.

"yeah. Why?" he asked, confused. I shook my head.

"It sounds nice. I like it. Very mush." I told him, quietly. He smiled down at me, kissing me lightly on the lips for a couple of seconds before resting his forehead against mine.

"Me too." he replied, eventually. "I love you, Izzie."

"I love you too, Seth." I replied, snuggling into his chest. "So much."

He yawned, widely as his stomach rumbled. I giggled as he chuckled, rubbing his tummy while smiling, sheepishly.

"You need to go home, eat, shower, seep." I told him. He frowned.

"No way. If you're not leaving, neither am I." he refused. I sighed.

"But, Baby, your hungry and tired. Don't neglect yourself." I pleaded, softly.

"No. Besides, isn't that what you're doing?"

I thought for a minute before turning to the door. I shouldn't have been surprised to see the Cullens and the entire wolf pack in the family room assigned to us. They all looked up as I entered, some even standing. I smiled at them all but I knew that they could see the sadness in my expression, as I could see in all of theirs. Emily stepped forward and hugged me, tightly. I hugged her back, closing my eyes and revelling in this small comfort. Sam kissed my forehead as did Paul. Emily let go and I was soon engulfed by Alice and Rosalie, both murmuring that it was going to be okay. People better stop telling that because I was going to get my hopes too high. When they let me go, Leah stepped forwards, crying and a mess. I sighed, hugging her for a long while.

"What's up, Izzie? Why you in here?" Jacob asked me, worriedly. I sighed, pulling back from Leah but still remained in her arms as I glanced at Seth.

"Could you please convince Seth to go home and eat, maybe sleep?" I begged him. I heard Seth sigh from Emily's embrace.

"Seth, Man, she's right." he told him.

"Jake, don't start," Seth demanded from behind me. I sighed.

"But she is." Leah agreed. Seth groaned.

"She's not going." he complained.

"You should too." Edward piped up, sternly. I just rolled my eyes and shook my head. "You've had it hard, Izzie, worse than Seth."

"I don't care, Edward. I'm staying here." I snapped at him, angrily., He sighed.

"Let's just...forget about that for a minute." Esme suggested before turning to me, smiling softly. "How are they?"

I nearly sobbed and closed my eyes, resting my head on Leah's shoulder to calm myself. "They're...um..."
"Fighting." Seth finished, quietly. "We don't really know anything right now."

The silence that engulfed us was deafening. I could hardly stand it. I pulled away from Leah, smiling lightly as I went to the door. Seth made to follow me and I turned around, looking at him pleadingly.

"Please, Seth?" I begged once more.

I could see it in his eyes, the want to stay here with his children and then the want to give me what I wanted. Perhaps it was selfish, I don't know but I knew that he couldn't neglect himself. I knew I was doing the same to myself and perhaps I really was a hypocrite but I couldn't help it. He sighed, looking at me for a few more seconds before nodding, reluctantly.

"Fine, but as soon as I get back, I'm not leaving that room until they do, okay?" he stipulated.

"Okay. I love you." I replied. I kissed him once more and he left. I made my way to the room again and before the door was able to close behind me, Jacob, Dad and Bella came in, gasping like I expected them to, even though Bella had already seen them before. Jake hugged me, solidly, his breathing shaky.

"You know, even like this, they're absolutely stunning." He mused, aloud. I smiled and nodded. He smiled back. "Chenée looks so much like you."
I laughed once, pleased that he'd said that. "Harry is Seth's clone."

They all smiled and nodded in agreement.

"If you're not leaving here, then I'm going to bring you some clothes and stuff." Bella informed me. I smiled, thankfully.

"Yeah. That'd be nice. Thank you."

"I could drive you?" Charlie offered.

"No, Thanks, Dad. Edward will take me."

With that, she left the room and I went to settle on the comfy sofa. Charlie sat next to me and put his arms around me as I lent into his side, exhausted suddenly. Jacob knelt in front of me and smiled.

"Go to sleep, Sugar." Charlie ordered. I complied, closing my eyes, drifting off in minutes.

Shrill, sharp wailing woke me from my nightmare filled sleep. I shot up straight on the sofa, receiving head rush at the same time. My heart raced, scared and terrified as to what was wrong with my daughter. I scrambled to my feet when Dr. Gerrand came strolling in as calm as can be.

"What? What is it?" I screamed, terrified.

"Calm down, please. Nothing is wrong. Nothing to worry about. She just woke up, is all. See? Her eyes are open." he assured me, peering down at Chenée.

"Really?" I asked, surprised and excited, calming down immediately. He nodded.

"Come see." he said, smiling. I hesitated for a brief moment before advancing up next to the Doctor.

My heart melted, evaporated into gas as I peered into big beautiful emerald eyes. His eyes. Seth's eyes. My baby girl had her daddy's eyes and I couldn't be happier. I felt a tear run down my cheek, a wide grin on my face as her eyes stared back up at me, her cries quietening down considerably. My hand automatically stretched towards her, reaching cold glass instead of her lusciously soft skin. As if to meet mine, her hands moved the tiniest inch. Dr. Gerrand's soft voice startled me.

"She can hear you. You can speak to her if ou like." he informed me, smiling warmly. I raised my eyebrows at him and smiled. He nodded again and then left the room. I was alone with my baby girl.

I lent over, smiling down at her, sliding my hand into one of the gloves so that she could wrap her tiny fingers around my pinkie finger. I couldn't help but chuckle. I saw her eyes widen as if she liked the happy sound. I couldn't stop myself from speaking to her.

"Hello Angel, my Baby Girl. I'm your momma." I cooed, smiling brightly and crying with happiness. "Your daddy's on his way, Baby."

"Who are you talking t-? Oh my God!" Seth whispered, happily and excitedly, bounding up to my side with the widest smile I've veer seen on his face before. He beamed wider down at his daughter, the same daughter that shared his eyes and then kissed me on the lips, deeply. "Wh-When? Is she okay? Are you okay? What-?"

I placed a finger on his lips. "Seth, calm down. I'm fine. She's fine. We're fine. She woke up. The doctor said she was fine. I was just telling her that you were on your way." I spluttered, leaving Seth gob smacked for a minute.

"But...she's okay?" he repeated as if he couldn't believe it. I smiled, widely and nodded as he slid his hand into the other glove, stroking her little foot. He beamed.

"Yes, well, as okay as she can be right now."

"You had me worried for a minute there, Sweetheart."

"Sorry..." I replied, softly. I turned back to Chenée and smiled as she was still staring at us. "Here's your daddy, Baby Girl. Here's your daddy."

Her eyes shifted to Seth and just as with me, her eyes widened at her huge Daddy. "Hey, Princess, Beautiful Girl." he smiled and kissed me again, smiling through it. "You are a beautiful little lady. Just like your momma. You hang in there, Princess."

Suddenly, there was another little cry from behind us as Harry woke up. I spun around, shocked and anxious just as Dr. Gerrand came strolling in the room again, still just as calm as with Chenée. He smiled at us.

"Don't worry. Sleeping Beauty has woken up just like his sister. He's fine." He assured us. I exhaled in relief. "Just going to double check though."

We watched as he preformed his exam, looking for any sort of change in his facial expressions but there was none. Ether he was an excellent actor or Harry really was okay. I really hoped for the latter.

"He's okay. I can only hear a little chest infection coming along but no worries. I can take care of that." he assured us. He went to leave the room, satisfied with his findings when Seth stopped him.

"Um, doctor?" he called. He stopped at the door, smiling softly.

"Yes, Mr. Clearwater?"
"Do you know what the poison is yet?"

"Not yet, Mr. Clearwater. We'll get the results later today but I assure you, Miss Swan and yourself will be the first to know."

"Thank you, Doctor." I replied with a light smile. He nodded once before leaving us alone.

"Not long now, Baby." Seth said, hugging me from behind. I smiled up at him. "They're gonna be okay, Sweet. They really are."

"I know, I know." I replied, excited. He laughed and squeezed me tightly before kissing me, passionately, his tongue intertwining with mine before he pulled back some, kissing me once, twice, thrice more times before snuggling his face into my neck and taking a deep breath. I closed my eyes, allowing myself to truly feel the love of my life's presence for god knows how long. "I love you."

I smiled, widely. "I love you, too. So, so much."

"I'm so proud of you, Baby. So grateful."

"What? Why?"

"For giving birth to them? Being the mother of my children? Loving me? Making me the happiest guy in the world? Being so strong about all this? Take your pick, Baby."

"Me? Strong about all this? I don't know, Seth."

"You are."

"Well, so are you."

"No, I mean, that you can deal with so much. I cried last night, Baby. It was just too much for me." Seth admitted, shyly. I sighed.

"Oh, Babe, I'm sorry." I said, kissing his lips,. Lightly. "I should have been with you."

"Hey, hey,. Don't worry about me. I didn't want you seeing me like that anyway."

"Regardless, I'm so sorry." He didn't reply. He simply kissed me deeply. He changed the subject.

"Have you washed or changed yet?"
"No."

"Go on then. I'll keep watch. Go on." he ordered.

"You sure?" I asked, doubtfully. I glanced unsurely at the twins, not really wanting to leave them but knew that I must smell somewhat.

"I insist. Please." he urged. I sighed and nodded, leaving the room with my bag in hand.

I was pleasantly surprised when I saw everyone in the family room again. They smiled at me. I smiled lightly back.

"You okay?" Jake called from the door. I nodded, not trusting my voice.

"How are they?" Emily asked, softly. To their surprise, I smiled.

"They're awake. Eyes open and everything." I said, proudly. I saw their faces explode with happiness and surprise. "She seemed to recognise me."

"oh, Izzie! That's awesome!" Bella screamed, pulling me into a huge embrace. Her strength brought back a sting to my back and I winced, slightly.

"Sorry, does your back still hurt?" she asked, worried.

"No, no. You squeezed too hard as all." I lied. She hugged me more tenderly.

"Sorry but that is amazing." she shouted again. I smiled.

"Harry has a chest infection though." I told them, grimly.

"He'll be fine. He's strong." Nessie assured me. I smiled again, loving that little girl and glad that she was okay and wasn't caught up in the gruesome fight we not long came out of.

"Anyway, I'm supposed to be changing so-"

"Oh! Do you want me to help with your look?" Alice asked, excitedly. I rolled my eyes. Nothing stops her, huh? I chuckled, spinning to face her at the door to the restroom.

"No, thank you. I, unlike Bella, can dress myself with actual style." I laughed. Bella slapped my arm, lightly, open mouthed.

"Good one." Jake laughed. The wolves were in hysterics. I left them like that, chuckling to myself. The wolves were in hysterics and even Edward had a chuckle to himself, which earned him a slap upside the head from Bella and Alice. I left the room laughing, shaking my head as I glanced over to the kids' room to see Seth with his hand in the glove, stroking Harry's head, lovingly as he murmured to himself. As if sensing my gaze, he looked up, smiling tenderly at each other before I entered the restroom.

I was in there for all of 10 minutes before a loud, frightening alarm sounded from the overhead and I gasped, frowning as I panicked. Who was that? I began to hyperventilate as I dried my face, hastily, hearing hysteric voices from behind the door. The n the words I was dreading to ever hear, the words that damn right killed me sounded out over the alarm, making it sound like a mere whisper in comparison.

"Nurse Maria; Swan room immediately! Call Doctor Cullen! NOW!"

I couldn't help myself, I was sick violently into the toilet, flushing the chain before yanking the door open, springing out and was instantly restrained by a pair of warm, strong arm, wrapping around my waist in a vice grip. I looked up, confused and frightened, to see Jake looking just as worried as Dr. Gerrand started to pull out a needle that was the length of the kids' forearms. I began to cry and shove against Jake's chest, begging through whimpers and moans for him to let me go but his grip didn't falter. I screamed, screamed for my kids as their heart monitors went sky-rocketing, becoming a consistent murmur in the background of my own personal hell.

Everything seemed to slow around me, slow enough that I could look at everything and not miss a thing. Voices around me were muffled, even my own screams and I began to feel light headed.

As soon as Carlisle burst into the ward, everything exploded into life again. He didn't acknowledge his family, his only focus on the door that held my beauties. I could tell though, by the looks on his family's and the pack's faces, that they were happy and relieved that he was here. As he passed, all her did was place one hand on my shoulder, not looking at me, gave it a light squeeze before pushing passed everyone to their room. The alarm stopped, as if him entering the ward was the antidote for it.

"What happened?" he asked, as calmly as he could but I could see the blazing fear and panic in his eyes.

"The poison is beginning to spread faster, reacting with their tissues, Carlisle...Carlisle, it's approaching the...brain." Dr. Gerrand filled him in, lowly as if he didn't want anyone to hear but I heard him clear as day from Jacob's arms and I gasped. Seeing Carlisle's reaction was what did it for me though – he stopped, wide eyed, just staring at Dr. Gerrand for a couple of seconds in disbelief before turning his head slightly to glance at me, worriedly. He locked eyes with me, still frozen in Jake's warm, restraining embrace. All this happening in the same second, he acted in the next, walking swiftly into the hospital room and sharply closing the door behind him, shutting the whole world out, including their own mother, their own father! I started to scream, hysterically, doubling over in Jake's hold as I tried to break free. Bella came up beside me but I couldn't hear her. All I could hear was the brutal heart beating inside my chest and my shrill screams exploding from my mouth. Another presence appeared the other side of me but I didn't acknowledge it. The only scent I got a whiff of was Charlie's.

I couldn't focus on anything but the blank door just twenty feet away from me. So close and yet...

So far away...

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