Chapter Four.

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After an hour of soothing my crying wife to sleep, I needed to get out of that room

I was a man who kept my emotions in check, didn't like the world to see me weak.

The next thing I knew I was sobbing down the phone to my parents.

"Mummy, I...we...I...cant...we need you." I sobbed, before sinking to my knees, dropping the phone, as the painful sobs overcome mem and I fell to pieces.

I don't know how long I'd sat on that hospital floor in a blubbering mess.

I could only imagine that looks and stares I was getting, but at that moment, none of that or them mattered.

I suddenly felt a gentle, soft hand on my shoulder, I'd know the feel of that hand.

Looking up, the only person I wanted in the world at that moment soft eyes gazed down at me- my mum.

"Come on, son. Let's get you off this floor, Come on." My parents gently guided me to the chairs that were nearby.

"How do I fix this? Tell me how to fix this, and I swear mum. I'll do it." I wept to her.

"You can't, son. You just can't. Not this. Now, I've always been honest with my children and now is no exception. I'm not going to sit here and tell you that everything is going to be alright because none of us knows. But whatever happens, I and your dad are here." Mum told me, pulling me into a hug.

"Rachel cried herself to sleep, I need to get back to her," I told them.

"Adam Benjamin Fleet, not so fast. That's not how you were raised, go wash your face And go see your wife, we'll wait out here. I " Mum gently reprimanded me.

After I'd quickly sorted myself put, I headed back to Rachel's room and found her exactly how I left her -asleep.

I gently eased myself on to the bed, putting one arm over her head and gently brushing some hair out of her face where it had fallen in her sleep.

"Are you alright, love?" I smiled down at her.

Rachel smiled softly up at me.

"I am now you're here, where did you go?" She asked softly.

"Mum and dad are here," I told her, she didn't need to hear the truth just yet.

"I'm scared, Adam." She shared hesitantly.

"There's nothing to be scared of Rach, our baby will be just fine," I whispered with sincerity and meant it with every fibre of my being.

I wasn't a religious man by any means, but at that moment I prayed to every higher power that was out there. That they were words of nothing by absolute truth.

"Promise?" Rachel asked, with uncertainty.

I kissed her tenderly, "Promise. Now up with you."

We were interrupted by someone opening the door.

"Sorry to interrupt." The nurse apologized.

"No, please come in," Rachel told her.

"I'm Maggie, I'm going to be performing your ultrasound." She informed us.

I got off Rachel's hospital bed and took a seat next to her.

I gripped Rachel's hand in an iron-clad hold and held on for dear life or was it the other way round? I wasn't sure, not that I cared.

"Alright I believe I have all the information," Maggie told us as she stood up and turned down the lights and then started adjusting the dials again.

"Just a quick chat with the two of you on your how ultrasound works. I will be using this," She held up a part of the machine.

"And when I place it on your stomach it will send sound waves, and the sound waves bouncing back to me will give us a picture of your baby. Here we go." Maggie smiled at us.

Maggie moved the wand, and by the way, she leaned forward to get a closer look at the monitor, something wasn't right.

After readjusting the wand and then looking closely again, she sat back quickly, "Oh!" And looked at Rachel in surprise.

Her action caused Rachel to glance at me in panic.

"Oh? What oh?" She questioned Maggie, concerned at what could cause such a response.

Maggie tilted her head and smiled.

"You hear that?" She asked.

Rachel's brain seemed to be operating in such slow motion, she couldn't even formulate her thoughts. She was happy when i answered.

"Yes, Tell us what you see." I was getting agitated.

Maggie then turned back to the monitor and once again moved the wand around on Rachels's stomach, with her other hand positioned the monitor so we could see it from her reclined position.

"Why don't you take a look?" She told us.

When Rachel saw the screen, her eyes went wide and she opened and closed her mouth several times, trying to get the words out. Not wanting to jump to conclusions, she looked at Maggie for confirmation and once she had that, her eyes were drawn right back to the screen.

Time froze as did all words and the only thing she could say was, "Oh." A simple word, but one that conveyed all her emotions; fear, amazement, excitement and love, all coming out at the same time as she cried for the second time today.

While Maggie was moving around the room, I had been listening with only half an ear as i studied the machine that would show them that their baby was healthy and growing normally. Anything less was not even an option as far as i was concerned.

Anything less would crush Rachel.

My only introduction to such a machine had been what i saw on tv.

How anyone could look at those cloudy patches and see a baby, I was unsure, but if this test could give them confirmation that alive, growing and healthy, then that was all we needed.

When Maggie had said "Oh," I instantly went on alert and after she gave no further explanation, I had headed straight into agitation, but when Rachel had looked at the screen and muttered the same syllable with so many emotions being conveyed at the same time, my patience ran out.

"Will someone tells me what the bloody hell is going on here?"

Rachael, her eyes filled with tears, took hold of his hand, "Oh, Adam. Look." She pointed toward the monitor with a smile.

Maggie turned the monitor in my direction and as I looked at the screen, I still felt unsure of what I was seeing.

"Show me," I finally asked Maggie when I got tired of trying to decipher the picture for myself.

She pointed at the screen. "See here? That's your baby."

As soon as she uttered the words, I could make out the tiny blip that was their child. Reaching toward the monitor, I placed my finger over the pulsing heart, so tiny and fragile.

Maggie give me a moment to allow me to savour the moment.

"And over here." She pointed to an area just behind, "is your other baby."

I cut my eyes from the monitor to Maggie and then to Rachel, the shock evident on my face. She had tears in hers and hadn't said anything since telling me to look, and now, now I completely understood the meaning behind that one word.

I was a man who prided myself on my eloquent vocabulary a teacher but at that moment in time, none of those words felt adequate and all I could think to say was,

"Oh," before my legs refused to hold me any longer and I sank down into the chair behind me.

Nothing was said for several minutes while thoughts ran around in my mind and by the look on Rachel's face, she was in the same state.

"There are two in there?" I looked at my wife and then down at her stomach where their children lay.

"Two?"

Rachel squeezed my hand as the tears leaked from her eyes. "We're having twins, Adam. How will we handle twins?"

"The same way we handle everything, Rach, together." I had heard of twins, of course, but as I had never considered it a possibility, hadn't read much about them.

As I watched the monitor where both babies were bouncing around in their little bubbles, the emotions inside of me were running the gamut. So much joy, but fear too.

Forcibly swallowing the lump in my throat.

I almost wished that I could tell the woman to stop what she was doing so they could have time to process the information. There were too many feelings rolling around in my head and in my heart and I was afraid that what she was saying would lose some of its importance.

She didn't wait though, just moved on with her mission.

"Your babies are fraternal twins," She told them as she moved the wand around.

"See here?" She pointed to one oblong area,

"They are in separate sacs. Here's one," and then she pointed to the other, hiding almost behind its sibling, "and the second."

As she worked, I stood there watching the small shapes with their pulsing hearts move around within Rachel's womb. With the amount of movement, they were showing, I could not believe that his wife was lying so still.

I wanted to reach out and touch them just to assure myself that they were real. My only coherent thought really had to do with the fact that no matter what they were, they already had a piece of my heart.

A/N i can only apologize for the wait, with Christmas and things. I forgot about this. Tbh. The next chapter will probably be the new year. I want to dedicate this chapter to my friend Demi-Leigh. Thank you, this is for you ?

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