I own nothing and I probably never will, but if I ever do, then you will be
the first to know!
Sorry I haven't updated 4 so long, but I have a life too and school and all
that stuff
P.S. Because of requests to make it long, this is gonna be long *smile*
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"Gordo! Call the police! Do something!" Lizzie panicked.
"Lizzie!" Gordo called trying to get his, wife's attention.
"What?" she jerked her head in his direction.
"We cannot call the police; she is not a child who ran away. She is a grown woman, and she is free to do anything she wants!"
"But Gordo," Lizzie started.
"Check!" Gordo gestured to the waitress.
After Gordo paid and tipped the waitress, the couple left the restaurant.
When they reached their small apartment, they saw that all of Miranda's belongings had been removed. The babysitter had obviously let Miranda in.
"Excuse me, Dana, um. did Miranda say where she was going?" Lizzie inquired to nervous babysitter.
"She well."
The babysitter was interrupted by a wail coming from Gordo and Lizzie's room.
"She just told me to tell you to take care of Baby David, and she will be back in a couple of years when she has found a better life for her 4 kids and her back in California." Dana said apprehensively. "Should I not have let her in?"
"Oh no, its fine!" Lizzie reassured her.
Lizzie paid the babysitter and she left.
"Oh My God! Gordo! Miranda left us with her baby!"
"She couldn't have! She knows you are pregnant and you can't take care of a one year old! She is such a *beeeeeeep*(A/N no profanity here! Lol)"
"Gordo! We have to go to the airport and see if we can intercept her. How is she getting the money for airport trip?" Lizzie said.
Gordo went into their bedroom and looked in Lizzie's bureau where they kept almost all of their spare cash. It was gone! Lest Lizzie freak out again, Gordo kept his mouth shut and decided to tell her later.
IN the short time Gordo had been in their bedroom, Lizzie had fallen asleep on the couch with baby David asleep on her inflated belly.
Gordo tenderly touched her shoulder to get her attention. Her eyes fluttered open lazily and she hoisted herself up.
After she stood up, Lizzie felt a searing pain in her lower abdomen.
"Gordo, I think we should get to the hospital as soon as possible!" It was all Lizzie could do to keep from screaming.
"Wait here!"
Gordo ran down the stairs to the parking garage.
IN a couple of minutes, Lizzie saw their little broken down car pulling around to the front of the building. Slowly, she carried little David and herself down the stairs. Gordo met them halfway, and carried David the rest of the way.
By the time they reached the Penn View Hospital, Lizzie was crying because the pain was so bad. Lizzie couldn't walk, so Gordo ran into the lobby and requested a wheelchair.
A pretty nurse named Melanie came and wheeled Lizzie to the hospital and into the next available room. David walked right beside her holding a very fussy David.
"So what's wrong with her?" Gordo asked the doctor.
"Oh, it is very common in women who are carrying twins. One of the babies decided that it wanted to suddenly turn around out of its breech position. Of course, such a change isn't supposed to happen so quickly and it knocked the other baby into the side of her and that definitely would trigger the pain she experienced." The doctor finished his lengthy explanation.
"Will the babies be ok? Will she be ok?" Gordo asked apprehensively.
"Oh yes, actually it will probably make the birthing experience easier because the babies are positioned very nice now."
"Ok! Can I go see her?" Gordo said.
"Oh sure!" the doctor called to Melanie to open the locked door.
When Gordo entered the room, Lizzie was fast asleep. Not wanting to wake her, he quietly tip toed to her side that didn't have all the monitoring computers surrounding her. Despite his efforts to keep quiet, David started wailing probably because he needed a diaper change. Lizzie woke up with a start.
"Did we have the babies? They are too premature! Don't tell me we had the twins!" Lizzie demanded.
Gordo laughed. "No, they are still inside you, baby David is making all this noise."
After Gordo changed his nasty diaper, he went to hold Lizzie's hand.
"You know, the doctor told me that I will have to stay in the hospital for 3 more months. He said it would be too risky to let me go home until the babies are born." Lizzie said softly.
Gordo's eyes bulged. "I just talked to him and he didn't tell me that. You are coming home with me tonight!"
"We will see about that!" Lizzie said as the doctor walked in.
Lizzie repeated what she had just told Gordo.
"Oh! I'm sorry Mr. Uh. Gordo Gordon I forgot to tell you that part!" the doctor stammered.
"Yea sure!" he mumbled.
"Who is gonna take care of David while I'm at work?"
"I don' know that is a dilemma!" Lizzie said.
A/N was that long enough 4 ya? LoL
I probably won't update, 4 a while! I'm sorry, but between cheerleading practice, school, social gatherings, friends, flix club, babysitting, and everything else, I am a very busy girl!
"Gordo! Call the police! Do something!" Lizzie panicked.
"Lizzie!" Gordo called trying to get his, wife's attention.
"What?" she jerked her head in his direction.
"We cannot call the police; she is not a child who ran away. She is a grown woman, and she is free to do anything she wants!"
"But Gordo," Lizzie started.
"Check!" Gordo gestured to the waitress.
After Gordo paid and tipped the waitress, the couple left the restaurant.
When they reached their small apartment, they saw that all of Miranda's belongings had been removed. The babysitter had obviously let Miranda in.
"Excuse me, Dana, um. did Miranda say where she was going?" Lizzie inquired to nervous babysitter.
"She well."
The babysitter was interrupted by a wail coming from Gordo and Lizzie's room.
"She just told me to tell you to take care of Baby David, and she will be back in a couple of years when she has found a better life for her 4 kids and her back in California." Dana said apprehensively. "Should I not have let her in?"
"Oh no, its fine!" Lizzie reassured her.
Lizzie paid the babysitter and she left.
"Oh My God! Gordo! Miranda left us with her baby!"
"She couldn't have! She knows you are pregnant and you can't take care of a one year old! She is such a *beeeeeeep*(A/N no profanity here! Lol)"
"Gordo! We have to go to the airport and see if we can intercept her. How is she getting the money for airport trip?" Lizzie said.
Gordo went into their bedroom and looked in Lizzie's bureau where they kept almost all of their spare cash. It was gone! Lest Lizzie freak out again, Gordo kept his mouth shut and decided to tell her later.
IN the short time Gordo had been in their bedroom, Lizzie had fallen asleep on the couch with baby David asleep on her inflated belly.
Gordo tenderly touched her shoulder to get her attention. Her eyes fluttered open lazily and she hoisted herself up.
After she stood up, Lizzie felt a searing pain in her lower abdomen.
"Gordo, I think we should get to the hospital as soon as possible!" It was all Lizzie could do to keep from screaming.
"Wait here!"
Gordo ran down the stairs to the parking garage.
IN a couple of minutes, Lizzie saw their little broken down car pulling around to the front of the building. Slowly, she carried little David and herself down the stairs. Gordo met them halfway, and carried David the rest of the way.
By the time they reached the Penn View Hospital, Lizzie was crying because the pain was so bad. Lizzie couldn't walk, so Gordo ran into the lobby and requested a wheelchair.
A pretty nurse named Melanie came and wheeled Lizzie to the hospital and into the next available room. David walked right beside her holding a very fussy David.
"So what's wrong with her?" Gordo asked the doctor.
"Oh, it is very common in women who are carrying twins. One of the babies decided that it wanted to suddenly turn around out of its breech position. Of course, such a change isn't supposed to happen so quickly and it knocked the other baby into the side of her and that definitely would trigger the pain she experienced." The doctor finished his lengthy explanation.
"Will the babies be ok? Will she be ok?" Gordo asked apprehensively.
"Oh yes, actually it will probably make the birthing experience easier because the babies are positioned very nice now."
"Ok! Can I go see her?" Gordo said.
"Oh sure!" the doctor called to Melanie to open the locked door.
When Gordo entered the room, Lizzie was fast asleep. Not wanting to wake her, he quietly tip toed to her side that didn't have all the monitoring computers surrounding her. Despite his efforts to keep quiet, David started wailing probably because he needed a diaper change. Lizzie woke up with a start.
"Did we have the babies? They are too premature! Don't tell me we had the twins!" Lizzie demanded.
Gordo laughed. "No, they are still inside you, baby David is making all this noise."
After Gordo changed his nasty diaper, he went to hold Lizzie's hand.
"You know, the doctor told me that I will have to stay in the hospital for 3 more months. He said it would be too risky to let me go home until the babies are born." Lizzie said softly.
Gordo's eyes bulged. "I just talked to him and he didn't tell me that. You are coming home with me tonight!"
"We will see about that!" Lizzie said as the doctor walked in.
Lizzie repeated what she had just told Gordo.
"Oh! I'm sorry Mr. Uh. Gordo Gordon I forgot to tell you that part!" the doctor stammered.
"Yea sure!" he mumbled.
"Who is gonna take care of David while I'm at work?"
"I don' know that is a dilemma!" Lizzie said.
A/N was that long enough 4 ya? LoL
I probably won't update, 4 a while! I'm sorry, but between cheerleading practice, school, social gatherings, friends, flix club, babysitting, and everything else, I am a very busy girl!