Epilogue
~Nine Months Later~
Amy was having trouble getting to sleep. She was nine months pregnant and was due any day. And because she was so big, she was constantly tossing and turning, trying to get comfortable but to no avail. She let a frustrated sigh, giving up. Looking to the side of her, she saw Matt sleeping peacefully. She gently stroked his cheek and laughed, remembering the recent events over the previous few months. One moment stuck vividly in her in mind and heart when she discovered she was pregnant. After two weeks of sickness and a missed period, she took a test to confirm her worries. And it was positive. When she told Matt, it was completely unexpected, and to say he was shocked would be an understatement. But as it sunk in to them both, happiness overtook the astonishment. Coincidently, as she thought of this, a pain ripped across her stomach. Amy jerked and grabbed her stomach. Then, she felt something trickle down her legs.
"Oh my god! Matt, wake up. My water has broke," she cried as another pain shot through her.
"What's going on?" he asked, tiredly. As soon as he saw Amy clutching over, he gasped. "Shit! We have to get to the hospital." He threw some jeans and a Team Extreme t-shirt on then grabbed the bag and helped her down the stairs. He escorted her to their car and jumped in, starting it the moment he entered. They skidded down the driveway and were soon on their way to the hospital. It only took then ten minutes to arrive as he was driving so rapidly.
"Can I help you?" the receptionist asked.
"My girlfriend's gone into labour!" he urgently informed. The receptionist immediately called a doctor. Within minutes, Amy was in a wheelchair on her way to the delivery room. Matt was by her side as they approached the room, helping her with her breathing that they had learnt in Lamaze classes. Her contractions were closer together each time now. Despite the fact that they were about to have a child, he hated seeing her in pain because of it. The midwife helped Amy into the special hospital clothing and settled her on the bed. Matt stood by the bed, calling his dad, Shannon, Shane and Amy's mum on his cell phone, while holding her hand. Within half an hour, they'd all arrived and were waiting outside. She was already pushing while Matt comforted her and offered her words of reassurance. Three hours slipped by, full of screams, laughter, worry, impatience and Matt fainting.
"Come on Amy. One more push," the doctor urged. She took a deep breath and pushed and screamed one last time before collapsing against the bed. Several seconds later, she heard the cried of her newborn baby. "It's a boy!" he announced happily placing him in Amy's arms. Tears of joy slipped down her cheeks as she kissed Matt softly. "Have you thought of a name yet?"
"Jeffery Nero Hardy!" they smiled in unison.
The End
~Nine Months Later~
Amy was having trouble getting to sleep. She was nine months pregnant and was due any day. And because she was so big, she was constantly tossing and turning, trying to get comfortable but to no avail. She let a frustrated sigh, giving up. Looking to the side of her, she saw Matt sleeping peacefully. She gently stroked his cheek and laughed, remembering the recent events over the previous few months. One moment stuck vividly in her in mind and heart when she discovered she was pregnant. After two weeks of sickness and a missed period, she took a test to confirm her worries. And it was positive. When she told Matt, it was completely unexpected, and to say he was shocked would be an understatement. But as it sunk in to them both, happiness overtook the astonishment. Coincidently, as she thought of this, a pain ripped across her stomach. Amy jerked and grabbed her stomach. Then, she felt something trickle down her legs.
"Oh my god! Matt, wake up. My water has broke," she cried as another pain shot through her.
"What's going on?" he asked, tiredly. As soon as he saw Amy clutching over, he gasped. "Shit! We have to get to the hospital." He threw some jeans and a Team Extreme t-shirt on then grabbed the bag and helped her down the stairs. He escorted her to their car and jumped in, starting it the moment he entered. They skidded down the driveway and were soon on their way to the hospital. It only took then ten minutes to arrive as he was driving so rapidly.
"Can I help you?" the receptionist asked.
"My girlfriend's gone into labour!" he urgently informed. The receptionist immediately called a doctor. Within minutes, Amy was in a wheelchair on her way to the delivery room. Matt was by her side as they approached the room, helping her with her breathing that they had learnt in Lamaze classes. Her contractions were closer together each time now. Despite the fact that they were about to have a child, he hated seeing her in pain because of it. The midwife helped Amy into the special hospital clothing and settled her on the bed. Matt stood by the bed, calling his dad, Shannon, Shane and Amy's mum on his cell phone, while holding her hand. Within half an hour, they'd all arrived and were waiting outside. She was already pushing while Matt comforted her and offered her words of reassurance. Three hours slipped by, full of screams, laughter, worry, impatience and Matt fainting.
"Come on Amy. One more push," the doctor urged. She took a deep breath and pushed and screamed one last time before collapsing against the bed. Several seconds later, she heard the cried of her newborn baby. "It's a boy!" he announced happily placing him in Amy's arms. Tears of joy slipped down her cheeks as she kissed Matt softly. "Have you thought of a name yet?"
"Jeffery Nero Hardy!" they smiled in unison.
The End
