***I am so sorry for the long wait on this chapter. My computer is messed
up, and won't let me open Microsoft word. I already had almost all of the
chapter done, but I had to stat all over again. I am really sorry, but I
hope you like it!!***
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Robbie was just leaving work, when he got a call on his cell phone. He picked it up, and immediately got scared. On the other end he heard Mary's voice, she sounded like she was in so much pain.
"Robbie.... help...... I need you. Baby..... Hospital." was al he heard, when the line went dead.
"Mary!" he yelled into the phone, "Mary do you hear me?"
He ran to his car and started the engine. He drove furiously home, all the way wondering if she was alright, and what was wrong. He called the house around ten times on his drive home, but each time no one picked up.
"Shit!" he yelled after another attempt at calling home, "Oh God, please make her be alright. I can't.... I won't loose her." he said.
He finally reached home and quickly shut off the car. He ran up the flight of stairs and threw the apartment door open.
"Mary!! Mary where are you?" he yelled running into the bedroom. He stopped dead in his tracks, there was Mary lying on the bed, phone in hand, unconscious, with blood running down her leg. "Oh no God, please." Robbie pleaded running over to her. He grabbed the phone from her hand, and dialed 911. The ambulance came minutes later, and put Mary on a stretcher. They sped off to the hospital, with Robbie following in his car.
When they arrived at the hospital Mary was rushed into the emergency room. Robbie again was left to sit in the waiting room. He sat in one of the chairs, his head in his hands. He couldn't take this, first the stairs, now this. He felt as if he had caused it, he should of been with her. He didn't know what to do, or who to call. He picked up his cell phone and dialed Mary's parent's house. A cheery Annie answered the phone.
"Hello." she said.
"Hi, uhh.. Annie I am afraid I have some bad news." said Robbie trying to hold back his tears.
Annie could tell by his voice it was serious, "What is it? Is Mary alright?"
"No, she isn't. I got a call from her, when I was at work. She said something about the baby and needing help, and being in danger. I didn't know what to do. I raced home and found her unconscious with blood running down her leg. I am at the hospital right now." said Robbie with tears flowing down his cheeks.
"I will be right there." said Annie, "Robbie you be strong."
"I'll try."
They hung up, and Robbie sank down into the chair, crying his eyes out. He looked up at the ceiling, "God please don't do this to me, please. I need her. I can't loose her." he prayed.
Half an hour later Annie, Simon, Lucy, Eric, and Sarah arrived. They all ran over to Robbie.
"How is she, how is my baby?" asked Annie.
"I don't know, no one has told me anything." he said, "I am sorry, I am so sorry." he said falling into Annie arms.
"Its not your fault Robbie." she said hugging him.
"Yeah Robbie, god just works in mysterious ways." Eric added.
They all sat awaiting the news of how Mary was. Hours passed, and finally at 11:30 pm a doctor came out.
"Mr. Palmer." he said.
"Yes?" asked Robbie jumping from his seat and running over to the doctor.
"How is she? How is my wife?"
"She is not so good. We had to surgically remove the baby. The baby is alive, but is very small and we will have to monitor her. As for your wife, she lost a lot of blood, and is very weak at the time. She is awake now, so you may go and see her." explained the doctor.
Robbie couldn't believe what he was hearing. He just walked over to Mary's room, and went inside. His heart immediately broke when he saw her. She was lying on the bed, her brown hair messily laying on the pillows, her eyes red and with bags underneath them, and her face. Her face was so pale. She smiled when she saw Robbie, but it was a wan and weak smile, as if she were forcing it.
"Hi baby." said Robbie carefully sitting on the side of the bed.
"Hi." she said in a very low small voice, "How is my baby?"
"Not too good."
"What does that mean, Robbie tell me." she pleaded.
"She is very small, and in an incubator. The doctor said they would have to monitor her."
"Oh my god." Mary said just above a whisper.
"Mary hunny it will be alright." he said stroking the side of her cheek.
By Mary's facial statement he could tell he wasn't convinced. She looked so far, and lonely, and withdrawn. So drained, and in such a state of despair. Robbie couldn't bear to see her like this. He had seen her in almost the same state, for months while she was kept in bed. He couldn't take it, it hurt him so much to see her like this, and he felt as if he had caused it. He couldn't help it, he broke down into tears. Mary watched him and her expression changed, she now was staring at Robbie pleadingly.
"Please sweetie, you have to be strong. I can't be strong if you aren't" She said holding his hand.
"Mary I am sorry." he said trying to wipe away his tears.
"Baby please, be strong for me, and be strong for the baby."
"I will, I will try. I love you." he said embracing her in an intimate hug.
"Robbie, we need to name the baby."
"Yeah, we do." he said pulling away.
"You can pick the name." she said in her weak voice.
"No Mary, you will pick it." he insisted.
"Oh alright." she laughed, "I always liked Hailey."
"I like that, and now for the middle name." he said.
"You get to pick that one."
"Alright, how about Grace?" he suggested.
"Hmm... Hailey Grace Palmer. It has a cute ring to it, I like it."
"Me too baby, me too."
They spent the next hours just lying together talking. Mary was still very withdrawn and sad though. Eventually Mary got tired and went to sleep, Robbie left her room, and went out to the waiting room. Her family was still there.
"How is she?" asked Simon.
"She is very weak, but besides that she is fine." Robbie replied taking a seat.
"How is the baby?" asked Lucy.
"Um... She was born premature, so she is in an incubator right now. So they are gonna monitor her."
"Oh."
"What did you guys name her?" asked Matt.
"Hailey Grace Palmer."
"Aww... That's so cute." said Sara.
Mary's family left, and promised they'd be back the next morning. Robbie was extremely tired, but he couldn't leave his wife or his baby. He spent the night in a chair near Mary's bedside. The next morning he woke up to her crying.
"What is it baby?" he asked getting up.
"Robbie what if Hailey doesn't live, what if we loose her?"
"Mary don't talk like that." he scolded.
"All I want is my baby, to be able to hold her and hug her." she cried.
"I know sweetie, I know." he said hugging her, "But never give up hope. Just believe in God."
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Robbie was just leaving work, when he got a call on his cell phone. He picked it up, and immediately got scared. On the other end he heard Mary's voice, she sounded like she was in so much pain.
"Robbie.... help...... I need you. Baby..... Hospital." was al he heard, when the line went dead.
"Mary!" he yelled into the phone, "Mary do you hear me?"
He ran to his car and started the engine. He drove furiously home, all the way wondering if she was alright, and what was wrong. He called the house around ten times on his drive home, but each time no one picked up.
"Shit!" he yelled after another attempt at calling home, "Oh God, please make her be alright. I can't.... I won't loose her." he said.
He finally reached home and quickly shut off the car. He ran up the flight of stairs and threw the apartment door open.
"Mary!! Mary where are you?" he yelled running into the bedroom. He stopped dead in his tracks, there was Mary lying on the bed, phone in hand, unconscious, with blood running down her leg. "Oh no God, please." Robbie pleaded running over to her. He grabbed the phone from her hand, and dialed 911. The ambulance came minutes later, and put Mary on a stretcher. They sped off to the hospital, with Robbie following in his car.
When they arrived at the hospital Mary was rushed into the emergency room. Robbie again was left to sit in the waiting room. He sat in one of the chairs, his head in his hands. He couldn't take this, first the stairs, now this. He felt as if he had caused it, he should of been with her. He didn't know what to do, or who to call. He picked up his cell phone and dialed Mary's parent's house. A cheery Annie answered the phone.
"Hello." she said.
"Hi, uhh.. Annie I am afraid I have some bad news." said Robbie trying to hold back his tears.
Annie could tell by his voice it was serious, "What is it? Is Mary alright?"
"No, she isn't. I got a call from her, when I was at work. She said something about the baby and needing help, and being in danger. I didn't know what to do. I raced home and found her unconscious with blood running down her leg. I am at the hospital right now." said Robbie with tears flowing down his cheeks.
"I will be right there." said Annie, "Robbie you be strong."
"I'll try."
They hung up, and Robbie sank down into the chair, crying his eyes out. He looked up at the ceiling, "God please don't do this to me, please. I need her. I can't loose her." he prayed.
Half an hour later Annie, Simon, Lucy, Eric, and Sarah arrived. They all ran over to Robbie.
"How is she, how is my baby?" asked Annie.
"I don't know, no one has told me anything." he said, "I am sorry, I am so sorry." he said falling into Annie arms.
"Its not your fault Robbie." she said hugging him.
"Yeah Robbie, god just works in mysterious ways." Eric added.
They all sat awaiting the news of how Mary was. Hours passed, and finally at 11:30 pm a doctor came out.
"Mr. Palmer." he said.
"Yes?" asked Robbie jumping from his seat and running over to the doctor.
"How is she? How is my wife?"
"She is not so good. We had to surgically remove the baby. The baby is alive, but is very small and we will have to monitor her. As for your wife, she lost a lot of blood, and is very weak at the time. She is awake now, so you may go and see her." explained the doctor.
Robbie couldn't believe what he was hearing. He just walked over to Mary's room, and went inside. His heart immediately broke when he saw her. She was lying on the bed, her brown hair messily laying on the pillows, her eyes red and with bags underneath them, and her face. Her face was so pale. She smiled when she saw Robbie, but it was a wan and weak smile, as if she were forcing it.
"Hi baby." said Robbie carefully sitting on the side of the bed.
"Hi." she said in a very low small voice, "How is my baby?"
"Not too good."
"What does that mean, Robbie tell me." she pleaded.
"She is very small, and in an incubator. The doctor said they would have to monitor her."
"Oh my god." Mary said just above a whisper.
"Mary hunny it will be alright." he said stroking the side of her cheek.
By Mary's facial statement he could tell he wasn't convinced. She looked so far, and lonely, and withdrawn. So drained, and in such a state of despair. Robbie couldn't bear to see her like this. He had seen her in almost the same state, for months while she was kept in bed. He couldn't take it, it hurt him so much to see her like this, and he felt as if he had caused it. He couldn't help it, he broke down into tears. Mary watched him and her expression changed, she now was staring at Robbie pleadingly.
"Please sweetie, you have to be strong. I can't be strong if you aren't" She said holding his hand.
"Mary I am sorry." he said trying to wipe away his tears.
"Baby please, be strong for me, and be strong for the baby."
"I will, I will try. I love you." he said embracing her in an intimate hug.
"Robbie, we need to name the baby."
"Yeah, we do." he said pulling away.
"You can pick the name." she said in her weak voice.
"No Mary, you will pick it." he insisted.
"Oh alright." she laughed, "I always liked Hailey."
"I like that, and now for the middle name." he said.
"You get to pick that one."
"Alright, how about Grace?" he suggested.
"Hmm... Hailey Grace Palmer. It has a cute ring to it, I like it."
"Me too baby, me too."
They spent the next hours just lying together talking. Mary was still very withdrawn and sad though. Eventually Mary got tired and went to sleep, Robbie left her room, and went out to the waiting room. Her family was still there.
"How is she?" asked Simon.
"She is very weak, but besides that she is fine." Robbie replied taking a seat.
"How is the baby?" asked Lucy.
"Um... She was born premature, so she is in an incubator right now. So they are gonna monitor her."
"Oh."
"What did you guys name her?" asked Matt.
"Hailey Grace Palmer."
"Aww... That's so cute." said Sara.
Mary's family left, and promised they'd be back the next morning. Robbie was extremely tired, but he couldn't leave his wife or his baby. He spent the night in a chair near Mary's bedside. The next morning he woke up to her crying.
"What is it baby?" he asked getting up.
"Robbie what if Hailey doesn't live, what if we loose her?"
"Mary don't talk like that." he scolded.
"All I want is my baby, to be able to hold her and hug her." she cried.
"I know sweetie, I know." he said hugging her, "But never give up hope. Just believe in God."