By: Morgan
Disclaimer: Saban owns all PR characters and stuff. The only crap I own is the crap I make up myself. Yadda yadda yadda. Please don't sue me.
Distribution: Anywhere as long as you ask me first.
Rating: R I guess for language, adult situations and some other stuff too maybe.
My Notes: Thank you to all the people who read and reviewed this last chapter. You have inspired me to write another one so go you. I am soooooo sorry it took me this long to get another chapter out, but things have been impossible around here. Hectic, hectic, hectic. I won't go into all that stuff, but I am sorry. I hope you guys like this chapter. ~Morgan~
Dedicated to my Grandmother who passed away on 7/13/01. I love you Memaw and I'll see you down the road once more someday.
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Angel Grove Memorial Hospital
Tuesday, November 11, 2000 7:48 P.M.
Stone Canyon, Ca
Jan and Thomas Oliver crossed the dim parking garage and headed to the elevator that would take them to see their son and daughter-in-law, as well as their new grandchildren. They could not have been more shocked if a Smurf had jumped on their entertainment center and line danced as when they had gotten the call from Tommy no more than thirty minutes ago. After talking to him, they had promptly got in their new Saturn and headed to the hospital. Both were really excited, yet worry was also present at the moment. Worry for their grandchildren who were born six weeks early was riveting around them, hovering over them like a dark cloud. The sullen mood would not ease until they knew their family would be all right.
"She is going to be okay you know." His voice rang out loudly through the elevator as it echoed off the walls.
"You don't know that for sure Thomas. All we can do it hope for the best and pray that everything will be all right. It is not a guarantee."
I know Jan, but isn't it better to think good thoughts than wreck your brain being pessimistic?"
"I guess, but I still won't feel better until I see her and see that she will be a healthy, happy baby."
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Angel Grove Memorial Hospital
Tuesday, November 11, 2000 7:50 P.M.
Stone Canyon, Ca
"How are you feeling Kim?" Tommy sat down in a small chair that sat beside her new bed in the new room they had just moved her to. He reached out and brushed her light brown bangs off her forehead and she looked up at him with eyes full of exhaustion. They were only about half open, and after having about twenty people, Tommy included, telling her she needed to rest a little, she was still awake. She would not rest until she heard something about her daughter. Plus, the fact that she a concussion and other injuries that kept her from sleeping didn't help matters either.
"I feel terrible, how about you?" Her voice was full of sarcasm, but Tommy didn't take it personally. Who would be in a chipper mood after what had happened? "I'm sorry Tommy...I didn't mean to be so bitchy."
"Don't worry about it Beautiful, this hasn't exactly been a great day for me either. So, what are we going to name our kids now that they are here six weeks early?" Tommy smiled as Kim sighed and rubbed her hands over her eyes and face.
Baby Boy Oliver was only four pounds and three ounces, seventeen and a half inches long. He was so small that Tommy could almost hold him with one hand. He was presently in the Neonatal unit getting his bath before he would join his parents to eat again and visit. Though he was premature, he didn't need a respirator to help his little lungs work and he was eating on his own, which was wonderful. He looked so much like Tommy that it was kind of scary. He had the famous head full of dark mahogany colored hair, the same dark eyes, and the expressions he was already making were surprisingly similar to his fathers.
As for the other baby, they had not heard a word.
"I have no idea...What do you think of the name Christopher, after my brother's middle name?"
"I was kind of leaning more towards Jason. When we were hanging out one day we kind of said we would name our son's after each other..."
"Wouldn't that get kind of confusing though? I love Jase to death, but I don't know about having three Jason's around. With him and his son named that it would be a mess at get-togethers."
"Yeah, I guess your right. Do you have any girl names?"
"Well, what about Courtnie or Makynzie? Those would be cute, and they're not to prissy or snobby..."
"Courtnie Oliver? Nah, that doesn't sound right."
Their debate was brought to an end for the moment as her door opened and Dr. Bailor stepped into the small room. He sat his clipboard down on the sink by the door and made his way to stand at the foot of the bed.
"Good news Kids...your daughter was having some trouble breathing because she had some liquid in her lungs from the procedure and her heart rate was down because the cord had wrapped around her neck and caused some trauma to her body. But, we ran some tests on her and she is doing pretty good right now. We have her hooked up to a respirator, completely for precautions sake right now. We don't see any reason why she won't pull through. We will probably keep her for a couple days, a week at the most I believe, and then she can go home. Congratulations you guys. I'll be back in to see you before I go off duty in about two hours and see how you are doing."
"Okay, thanks Dr. Bailor," Kim said as she squeezed her husband's hand.
"How big is she," Tommy asked. "And when can we see her?"
"Oh, I almost forgot, thanks for asking. She was three pounds and six ounces and sixteen inches long. A little bitty thing, but boy did she fight when were putting in that IV. They are going to bring her to you in about an hour after they watch her for a little while, just to make sure that we didn't overlook any medical problems. Any more questions?"
"Is she cute?" Jan and Thomas stood in the doorway of the hospital room, both had smiles and flowers, excited that they were grandparents.
"Oh, yes, very cute. One of the cutest I have ever delivered," Dr. Bailor laughed. That was why Kim and Tommy had chosen him to be their doctor, he was down to earth, funny, and he made them both feel comfortable.
"Why wouldn't she be? She is an Oliver is she not? Our family is blessed with natural good looks...it's in the blood." Thomas side stepped Dr. Bailor and set the beautiful bouquet of flowers on a stand by the TV. He then made his way over to Kim and gave her a peck on the cheek and his son a pat on the back. Jan did likewise.
Dr. Bailor picked up his clipboard and turned to leave the room, smiling all the while. "I bet."
They all laughed, then went back to discussing pressing matters...
"What about Thumbalena?"
"Shut up Tommy..." Kim warned, right before the pillow hit him in the face.
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Angel Grove Memorial Hospital
Tuesday, November 11, 2000 9:02 P.M.
Stone Canyon, Ca
"Oh my gosh, Kim, he is sooo little! And he looks like Tommy..." Kat mentioned as the small baby boy was passed into her arms from Billy's. The whole gang was crammed in the small hospital room, much to the enjoyment of them, and to the annoyance of the hospital staff who didn't want but four people back there at a time.
"I know, and I bet Morgan looks exactly like him too..."
"Morgan? I thought you didn't have names for them..." Trini said as she looked at Kim.
"Well, we didn't when we got here. But about an hour ago the Name War started and when it was finished we had a broken lamp and two names."
Everyone laughed.
Rocky spoke up above the laughter. "Well, what are they?"
Tommy looked to his wife who nodded and proceeded. "We decided to name our daughter Morgan LaNae Oliver and our son Shawn Christopher Thomas Oliver from a mixture of some of our names..."
Everyone liked the names, but were a little confused as to where they had come from.
Kim noticed this and her voice rang out to clear the air. "We got the name Morgan from Kat's middle name and the name LaNea from a mixture of both Aisha's and Trini's middle names...Trini Lan and Aisha Ranae, get it?"
"Oh, I see. How did you come up with that?" Billy was kind of impressed that they had thought to included them in the naming of their children.
"A lot of fighting and compromising," Tommy sputtered, careful to say the right words so both Kim and his mother didn't smack him upside the head.
"And where did the Shawn Christopher Thomas come from," Trini asked.
"The Thomas part came, of course, from his daddy. Christopher was, lucky for us, both Billy and Rocky's middle name."
Tommy smiled and patted Jason on the back. "And Shawn is Jason's middle name. We were going to name him Jason, but we thought that might be a little too weird."
"Hey, I'm just honored that you took my name into consideration Bro, and I think everyone else here is too."
"I would like to say that our next child would be named after one of the ones that we couldn't include, but I don't think we're having anymore..." Kim looked so tired, the birth taking a great toll on her strength.
Everyone laughed. She and Tommy got a few "yeah rights" and a couple more "we'll see about that's" before there was a knock at the door.
In stepped a nurse, pulling something carefully through the door behind her. "Guess who wanted to join the party..."
"Awe, look how tiny she is," Trini cooed as Morgan was wheeled to the side of Kim's bed. The nurse picked her up and handed her to Kim, who was already crying tears of joy at holding her daughter for the first time.
"She's beautiful Kim." Tommy sat down on the bed beside her and watched as Kim undid the layers after layers of blankets that were wrapped around the little baby. They counted toes and fingers, making sure everything was there. Surprisingly, Morgan looked more like Kim than she did Tommy, even though she shard the same eyes and hair as her brother and dad. They looked like two little Kim and Tommy's.
The little baby started fussing a little as the flash from a camera Cynthia, Kim's Mom, was holding went off, but promptly stopped as Kat sat her twin brother beside her.
"...Anyone want to volunteer to go shopping for some car seats?..."
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One chapter left to go. The next one will probably be a nightcap of what happened after they left the hospital and what happened to the man that hit Kim and all that. Once again, I'm so sorry it took me this long to write and submit this one...I'll do better next time. I hope you liked it. ~Morgan~