Life After High School. Is It Scary? You Bet.
By Risty Maskell and Silver15
Disclaimer: Not ours. Unfortunately.
Summary: I can't tell you. I'm brain dead.
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(Emma's POV)
The night following Ria's birthday, I woke up in the early hours of the morning with a terrible pain in my stomach. Being careful not to wake Boromir, I got dressed and went downstairs, going over to the gardener's quarters to wake Benny.
"What is it Em?" he asked, when he finally opened the door. Behind him, in their double bed, I could see Damon rubbing the sleep from his eyes. "Has something happened?"
"I think the baby's coming," I told them, trying hard not to cry out as the pain shot through my stomach again. They became instantly alert and dressed quickly. Then Benny put his arm around me and guided me to the door.
"I'm taking her to doctor Elliot's" he called to Damon over his shoulder. "Wake Boromir and Billee and meet us down there"
Ten minutes later, we were at the surgery. Doctor Elliot gave me a quick check over. He looked worried.
"Benny, I don't think we are going to have time to perform the operation," he said quietly. "By the time she is unconscious, the baby will probably already be here"
"So she'll have to…" Benny trailed off and squeezed my hand. The doctor nodded.
"She'll have to give birth naturally," he told us. "We will have to take the chance. We'll take her in now. Benny, will you help me?"
"Yes" Benny said at once. "Take her in now, and I'll come in as soon as I have spoken to Damon" He gave my hand one more reassuring squeeze before I was wheeled away.
(Damon's POV)
When we arrived at the surgery, the first person we saw was Benny. I could tell by his face that something was wrong. I looked around but I couldn't see Emma anywhere.
"Has she gone in?" I asked. Benny hesitated and then nodded.
"She has," he said. "However, there have been problems. She is too far-gone for them to operate. She has to give birth naturally. It's dangerous, but it is the only way"
"What are the chances of them both coming out alive?" Boromir whispered. All the colour had drained from his face and he looked like he was going to collapse. Billee put a comforting arm around his shoulder. Benny looked uncomfortable.
"About twenty percent" he said quietly. "But Emma is strong. At least stronger than she was last time. She will be alright" he looked around at us all and shrugged. "I have to go in and help Elliot," he told us. "You wait here. I'll let you know how things are going"
We were only waiting for about an hour, but it felt like days. We could vaguely hear Emma crying in pain and it hurt us all, I could see it. Finally Benny came out again, his gloves covered in blood, and we all jumped from our seats. He gave us a weary smile.
"No it isn't quite here yet," he said before any of us could open our mouths. "But she's stable. She wants you in there Boromir"
Boromir nodded and followed him through. Billee, Legolas and I resigned ourselves to another long wait. However, fifteen minutes later, Boromir burst in, a big smile on his face.
"He's here," he said happily. "My son is here"
The four of us went through to where Emma was. She was asleep, a bit pale, but otherwise okay. Benny stood next to her, holding her son who was wrapped in a blanket.
"Birth took a lot out of her," he said, turning to face us. "She'll have to stay in here a day or so, just to be on the safe side. But she's fine, they are both fine" He held the baby out to Boromir.
"You want to hold him?" he asked. Boromir stepped forward and took the baby awkwardly from him. The rest of us crowed round as Kane Aran South opened his eyes.
"He has Emma's eyes" Billee said with a smile. "And your nose, Boromir"
"Poor little sod" Legolas said jokingly and we all laughed. "Nice one Boromir"
"Thanks" Boromir looked at me and smiled. "Would you like to hold him, Damon?" he asked. I hesitated for a moment, wondering if I had heard him right. After all, we weren't exactly the best of friends. Boromir held him out to me and I took him, cradling him against my chest as I looked down at him. As I did, I felt a brief pang of jealousy. If I hadn't backed off and let Emma get back with Boromir, it could have been my son that I was holding. But I knew, that while Boromir and I would never be good friends, he made Emma happy and that was all that mattered. There was no point dwelling on how things could be.
"I'm going to call Jaime," I said, handing him back over to Boromir. "I know it is early, but I think that they and Elrond would want to know"
