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"I love you," Lark told Oliver before he got on the plane that was going to take him off to the U.S.
As Lark tried to remember that very moment, she also remembered that he had told her, "Don't worry, I'll be right back."
That had been almost two weeks ago.
It was a sad moment for Lark. Here she was about to have a baby, and her husband had to go to a whole different country.
Sierra had agreed to stay with Lark until Oliver came back on the weekends, but Lark still missed him.
She had a very bad feeling about him going over there. At least he wasn't going alone. He had the cast and crew of the movie they were filming, and James.
"Lark, what are you going to name you child?" Sierra asked, breaking Lark out of her daze.
"Huh?"
"What are you going to name your child?"
"Oh, that's right, I didn't tell you."
"Tell me what?" Sierra asked.
"I'm having twins, Sierra."
"Oh my gosh, that's so cute! Why didn't you tell me before?"
"It was going to be a surprise," Lark said.
"So, what are you going to name them?" Sierra asked for the third time.
"Well, it's going to be a boy and a girl. We were thinking, Carson and Katarina. Kat for short," Lark said, then winced in incredible pain.
"Lark, are you alright?" Sierra asked.
"Yeah, I think so."
"We better get you to the hospital."
"No! No, I'm fine!" Lark said, taking in great breaths of air.
"No, Lark! I'm taking you to the hospital. Oliver left me in charge, and he told me to take you to the hospital if anything happened, and boy did he stress the anything."
"Fine, but it's no good. It's not like I'm in labor or anything."
The ride to the hospital was quiet, no really spoke, because Lark was in even more pain thatn she was at the house. She swore she was fine, but when she got into the hospital, and was looked over, she realized how untrue that really was.
Lark was going into labor. She was ready to have the babies. There was only one thing wrong; Oliver wasn't there.
"I want Oliver!" Lark screamed to Sierra as she was wheeled into a delivery room.
Sierra was panicking. Oliver, she had to get Oliver. But how? He was in a whole different country.
"James!" Sierra screamed, thinking of him, which made the people in the waiting room stare at her.
She laughed lightly, then ran to the pay phone to call James. Sierra dialed the number, then waited. And waited. And waited.
Finally on like the fiftieth ring, James picked up.
"James, oh my gosh, thank god I got you!" Sierra screamed into the phone.
"Okay, okay, calm down, and stop screaming into my ear. I'd like to be able to actually hear what you're about to say," James said.
"Sorry. Sorry, doesn't matter. James, where's Oliver?" sierra asked.
"Right next to me, why?"
"Lark is in labor!" Sierra screamed louder than she should of.
Oliver heard her standing three feet away from the phone. He dropped what he was holding, and grabbed the phone from James.
"What did you say?" he asked.
"Oliver?"
"Sierra, Lark's in labor? As in, having babies labor?"
"YES!!! She really wants you," Sierra told him.
"Okay, um..." Oliver said, running his hands through his hair. "I'll catch the next plane over there, okay?"
"Yeah, just hurry up!"
"Okay, see ya later. Wait, Sierra! Tell Lark that I'm coming."
"Will do, now go!" Sierra told him.
Oliver hung up, tossed the cell to James, and ran off the set into his car with James close behind him.
Back at the hospital, Sierra was sitting in a chair close to the doors of the delivery area.
"Sierra Brooks?" a nurse said as she walked out of the doors.
"Yes?" Sierra asked, standing up.
"Lark requests your presence in her room. She's already had her babies, and she wants you to see them before we take them to wash them up, and everything."
"She's already had them? Wow."
Sierra followed the nurse into a big room filled with doctors and nurses, Lark, and two new babies.
"Sierra, I want you to meet Carson, and Katarina. Kat for short," Lark said as Sierra walked over to her.
"They're so beautiful!" Sierra said in amazement.
"Did you get ahold of Oliver?" Lark asked.
"Yeah, he said he's on his way. He was going to catch the next flight over here," Sierra informed her, taking one of the babies in her arms.
"I hope they hurry," Lark said.
"I love you," Lark told Oliver before he got on the plane that was going to take him off to the U.S.
As Lark tried to remember that very moment, she also remembered that he had told her, "Don't worry, I'll be right back."
That had been almost two weeks ago.
It was a sad moment for Lark. Here she was about to have a baby, and her husband had to go to a whole different country.
Sierra had agreed to stay with Lark until Oliver came back on the weekends, but Lark still missed him.
She had a very bad feeling about him going over there. At least he wasn't going alone. He had the cast and crew of the movie they were filming, and James.
"Lark, what are you going to name you child?" Sierra asked, breaking Lark out of her daze.
"Huh?"
"What are you going to name your child?"
"Oh, that's right, I didn't tell you."
"Tell me what?" Sierra asked.
"I'm having twins, Sierra."
"Oh my gosh, that's so cute! Why didn't you tell me before?"
"It was going to be a surprise," Lark said.
"So, what are you going to name them?" Sierra asked for the third time.
"Well, it's going to be a boy and a girl. We were thinking, Carson and Katarina. Kat for short," Lark said, then winced in incredible pain.
"Lark, are you alright?" Sierra asked.
"Yeah, I think so."
"We better get you to the hospital."
"No! No, I'm fine!" Lark said, taking in great breaths of air.
"No, Lark! I'm taking you to the hospital. Oliver left me in charge, and he told me to take you to the hospital if anything happened, and boy did he stress the anything."
"Fine, but it's no good. It's not like I'm in labor or anything."
The ride to the hospital was quiet, no really spoke, because Lark was in even more pain thatn she was at the house. She swore she was fine, but when she got into the hospital, and was looked over, she realized how untrue that really was.
Lark was going into labor. She was ready to have the babies. There was only one thing wrong; Oliver wasn't there.
"I want Oliver!" Lark screamed to Sierra as she was wheeled into a delivery room.
Sierra was panicking. Oliver, she had to get Oliver. But how? He was in a whole different country.
"James!" Sierra screamed, thinking of him, which made the people in the waiting room stare at her.
She laughed lightly, then ran to the pay phone to call James. Sierra dialed the number, then waited. And waited. And waited.
Finally on like the fiftieth ring, James picked up.
"James, oh my gosh, thank god I got you!" Sierra screamed into the phone.
"Okay, okay, calm down, and stop screaming into my ear. I'd like to be able to actually hear what you're about to say," James said.
"Sorry. Sorry, doesn't matter. James, where's Oliver?" sierra asked.
"Right next to me, why?"
"Lark is in labor!" Sierra screamed louder than she should of.
Oliver heard her standing three feet away from the phone. He dropped what he was holding, and grabbed the phone from James.
"What did you say?" he asked.
"Oliver?"
"Sierra, Lark's in labor? As in, having babies labor?"
"YES!!! She really wants you," Sierra told him.
"Okay, um..." Oliver said, running his hands through his hair. "I'll catch the next plane over there, okay?"
"Yeah, just hurry up!"
"Okay, see ya later. Wait, Sierra! Tell Lark that I'm coming."
"Will do, now go!" Sierra told him.
Oliver hung up, tossed the cell to James, and ran off the set into his car with James close behind him.
Back at the hospital, Sierra was sitting in a chair close to the doors of the delivery area.
"Sierra Brooks?" a nurse said as she walked out of the doors.
"Yes?" Sierra asked, standing up.
"Lark requests your presence in her room. She's already had her babies, and she wants you to see them before we take them to wash them up, and everything."
"She's already had them? Wow."
Sierra followed the nurse into a big room filled with doctors and nurses, Lark, and two new babies.
"Sierra, I want you to meet Carson, and Katarina. Kat for short," Lark said as Sierra walked over to her.
"They're so beautiful!" Sierra said in amazement.
"Did you get ahold of Oliver?" Lark asked.
"Yeah, he said he's on his way. He was going to catch the next flight over here," Sierra informed her, taking one of the babies in her arms.
"I hope they hurry," Lark said.