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It has been a very long time since I updated Spell. Okay, actually, it's only been a few weeks, but I felt so wrong for not updating. Sorry guys. I hope that you all enjoy this chapter and that you review! Thanks!
Oh yeah, after I had gotten so many reviews, I decided to give a guest spot for the sequel to the thousandth reviewer. Congratulations Kana's Mirror! :)
Mitchie was in the ambulance, holding the hand of an only slightly delirious Haley. "Come on Haley, breathe, everything is going to be alright," Mitchie reassured.
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN, 'EVERYTHING'S GOING TO BE ALRIGHT'!? TAKE A LOOK AROUND YOU MITCHIE! WE'RE IN AN AMBULANCE! EVERYTHING IS NOT ALRIGHT!!" Haley shouted at the top of her voice, sweat clinging to her hair and neck.
Mitchie winced, wanting to take back the hand that Haley was crushing in her own. "You're having a baby Haley, once the pain is over, you're going to hold him or her in your arms and love it," she paused, "no, not it, the baby, you're going to love the baby so much."
Haley glared. "The baby can stay in there for all I care! I am not pushing it through my damn vagina, do you hear me Mitchie!? The baby can STAY IN THERE!" she screamed towards her nether regions.
The EMTs looked to each other in slight amusement, but also in slight fright. Haley was scaring the shit out of them, as she was barely in labor and already delirious.
"Haley honey, could you not squeeze my hand so tightly?" Mitchie squeezed in timidly. Her hand was turning purple and she wasn't sure what to think about it. "And Haley, you're going to love your baby more than anyone in the world," she added.
Haley continued the glare. "Mitchie, if you know what's best for you, you will shut the hell up. Now."
The subtle death threat scared Mitchie into silence. If there's anything scarier than a woman with an attitude, it was a pregnant woman with an attitude, plus the mood swings...stay away kiddies, stay away.
The ambulance stopped.
And then the real madness began.
Caitlyn smacked her husband's arm as he was driving, causing him to swerve a bit. "DRIVE FASTER!"
Nate growled back, "You listen to me woman-" he stopped.
The look on her face clearly said, "You want to press your luck and keep going?" He swallowed, "What I mean is that I'm already going ten miles over the speed limit, I don't think getting pulled over is going to help us get there faster."
Caitlyn glared murderously. "Drive. Faster."
"Cait, I'm already going ten miles over the speed limit!"
Caitlyn laughed a dark, evil cackle, that only she could be capable of. She fixed her eyes on him and even though Nate wasn't looking over to her, he couldn't help but feel afraid for himself. "Today you married me, correct?"
Nate swallowed, afraid of where she was going with the question. "Err, I believe so." In his head, he added, "For some reason I can't put my finger on why..." Safe to say, if Caitlyn was a mind reader, Nate would be a dead man...driving.
"Well Nate, the second you said 'I do', you signed yourself over to me. You're mine now," she smiled angelically, "SO DRIVE FASTER!" she barked, a mad glint in her eyes.
And Nate, being married to Caitlyn and all, put the pedal to the metal.
"DRIVE PRETTY BOY, DRIVE!"
Shane glared as he drove after the ambulance that his girlfriend and mother of his unborn child were in. He was already way ahead of Nate and Caitlyn, being nowhere near as responsible as his band mate, but Haley's boy toy was really starting to piss him off.
"You know what I like about you most, Jake?" Shane started off, accelerating in speed. He paused for dramatic effect to add, "Your mouth shut."
Jake clenched his fists, "Just shut up pretty boy and get us to the hospital. My girl needs me!"
Shane was almost tempted to slam on the breaks and kick the dude's ass, but he refrained from doing so, because he needed to be there too, both for Haley and Mitchie, as well as the baby. "Call me pretty boy one more time and after this is over, I'll kick your ass."
"Whatever pret, err, Gray. Just get us there."
From that point on, silence took over as not one, but two boys sat, panicking for what was to come.
Shane and Jake ran into the hospital, up to the front desk, where that really annoying secretary sat. Jake opened his mouth before Shane could say anything, "Where can I find my girlfriend!?"
Shane smacked his head. "Don't mind him. We're looking for Haley."
The secretary took her glasses off to take in the profiles of the young men. "You're kidding right?"
The two guys looked at each other. "No ma'am, we're here for her, now if you could just tell us where-"
Shane was cut off by a slap to his head. "Idiot," Caitlyn said.
Shane glared. "I'm not an idiot!"
Caitlyn put her hands on her hips as Nate stood behind her, trying to signal to Shane to shut up. He didn't. "Right, I'm stupid. Why?" he challenged Caitlyn.
Caitlyn tilted her head. "Gee, I don't know. Maybe because you didn't give her a last name."
Jake and Shane turned crimson as a smirking secretary gave Caitlyn the directions. Caitlyn smirked, "Follow me boys." And of course, three miserable boys trailed helplessly behind her.
"Mitchie!" Caitlyn hollered, pulling the brunette into a vicious hug. "What's going on?"
The three guys, Caitlyn and Mitchie stood together, Mitchie calm, Caitlyn excited in her veil and gown, Nate trailing like the whipped man he was, and Jake and Shane looking like they wanted to throw up.
"Well, she's in there," she pointed to a room just down the hall, "but I didn't think it was appropriate for me to be in there." She looked to Shane and Jake, "I uh, figured one of you guys should be there for her."
Jake clenched his teeth, unsure of what to say. He looked to Shane, hands shaking, and finally said, "You should be in there with her."
Shane held his breath. "Are you sure?"
Jake nodded slowly. "You're the father," he whispered in turmoil. "You deserve to be there."
Shane put his hand on Jake's shoulder, but didn't say anything. He merely stared into his eyes before sprinting towards Haley's room. He sent one last glance towards Mitchie, mouthing "I love you" to her.
Before Shane could make it into the room, Jake shouted, "Hey! Tell my girl I love her!"
Shane turned back, nodding.
As if on cue, Caitlyn, Mitchie, Nate and Jake each collapsed into a chair, each excited, but equally frightened for the events to come.
Caitlyn nudged Nate, "Can you believe that Shane is going to be a father?"
"Nope."
Mitchie bit her lip. Shane was going to be a father. With Haley. Unconsciously, her hand went to her own stomach, mind wondering to the future she hoped Shane would be apart of.
"Mitchie?" Caitlyn whispered.
"Yeah?"
Caitlyn moved awkwardly, as not to ruin her dress. "You're going to be okay, right?"
Mitchie closed her eyes. "Yeah, I think so."
Caitlyn took her hand in her own. "Don't worry buddy, all will end well."
What a tricky jinx that line is.
Shane came out of the room, eyes void of all emotion. In the customary hospital outfit, he walked as if in a trance towards his group of companions. Jake anxiously jumped up to seize Shane by the shoulders. Shane flinched. "What happened? Is Haley alright?"
Shane said nothing.
At his silence, Jake fell to his knees, Nate hung his head, and Caitlyn pulled Mitchie into a hug, each girl unleashing tears of grief.
Nate was the first to speak. "Shane, what about the baby?"
A/N: Alright. There's the end of the chapter. Heh, sorry for the cliffhanger. Hopefully, you'll not hate me eternally, and maybe you'll even review and read the next chapter...