August 21st, 2002

Week 22

Jing-Mei groaned loudly shifting in the bed. Now, she was starting to get uncomfortable. The fun stage of the pregnancy was over and now the large uncomfortable stage was here. John looked over at her.

"What?" He asked.

"My back hurts." She said. John put the book her was reading down and turned to his wife.

"Want me to massage it?" He asked. Jing-Mei nodded with a whimper. John smiled as ran his hands down her back. He worked his thumbs into her lower back. She groaned.

"Feels soooo good." She moaned. John chuckled softly.

"My skilled hands at work." He said. Jing-Mei chuckled slightly.

"I have always loved those hands." She said, "When do you think I will finally pop?"

"Well, lets see." John thought. "You're due December 28th, and multiples are usually born early, so I estimate December 4th or something. Maybe by Thanksgiving, I guess."

"That's early. Do you think they'll be okay?" Jing-Mei asked.

"Yeah I think so. Dr. Maxwell said they're growing perfectly. If they continue to grow this well and their lungs mature, they'll be fine." John said.

"Good because sometimes I worry." She said, "Working in the ER does that to you I guess."

"Yeah it sure does." John chuckled.

"Oh!" Jing-Mei giggled, "One of them is very active." She put John's hand on the left side of her stomach, "Just hold still. You can feel it." John held his breath as he waited to feel the baby move. Then he felt Jing-Mei's stomach press against his hand roughly. He broke out in a large smile.

"Was that the baby?" He asked. She nodded

"Yeah. I think, its Josslyn, but I'm not sure if they moved at all." She said grinned.

"Josslyn." John whispered. "Ór Josephine." She chuckled slightly at her husband.

"And how do you know it isn't JT?" She asked.

"Because in the ultrasounds he was right here." John said rubbing her lower stomach, "Unless they've moved. Like you said."

"Like I said." She snickered, "Get back to the massaging dear boy."

"Yes dear." John chuckled kissing Jing-Mei's neck gently. He was so excited to have the triplets here. He was excited to be a father. He would make a good one. He would be so much better than Jack ever was. He would be there for his children and he would love them. Children need to be loved.

September 4th, 2002

Week 24

John ran his hand across his eyes. He needed sleep. Forty-eight hours without sleep and endless supplies of patients, but now…He was done.

"Thank the good lord." John said signing a chart.

"Thank you lord." Abby chuckled, "You off I take it?"

"I'm off and going to bed with my wife. I feel like I haven't seen her in days." He said. Abby snickered slightly.

"Well, technically you haven't." She said, "Sleep tight, John."

"Thanks." John headed for the door as burst open. Pickman was pushing a gurney with a pregnant woman in.

"Mary Brown. Twenty-five. Severe car MVA. We lost fetal heart beat." Doris said spouting off her vitals. John ran his hand over his hair looking at Abby.

"Where's Kovac?"

"In five. You need to take this." She said putting gloves on.

"Shit." John cursed walking into the trauma room, "Page Coburn now."

"She's not on." Abby said.

"Fuck." John looked at the woman. She was sobbing, but at least she was awake. "Ma'am, I'm Doctor Carter. How far along are you?"

"Th-thirty-Seven weeks." She sobbed, "Is the baby all right?"

"We can't find a heart beat."

"Oh god." Her bloody hand covered her face.

"Call the OR, Abby." John said, "This baby needs to come out." As soon as John finished his sentence, Mary started to seize. John grabbed her shoulders. "Mary!"

"Her stats are dropping." Abby said.

"Any fetal movement?" He asked.

"Can see any." Abby said John bit his lip as Mary stopped seizing and didn't come to. He looked at Mary.

"All right." John grabbed a tray and lifted up her shirt. Abby stared at him.

"What are you doing?" She asked.

"You were an OB nurse right?" He asked cleaning Mary's stomach.

"John don't. I paged the OR. Wait for them." She said.

"We can't wait. We're going to loose both of them." John said taking the knife and started to cut.

"Shit." Abby went to phone and paged a surgeon. She looked as John was cutting. She hung up the phone. "You're nuts for doing this."

"I'm not going to loose my last two patients." He mumbled. Abby put the oxygen mask on Mary. "Just try to keep her stable."
"I'm trying." Abby said looking around her.

"We need some warming blankets and such when this one comes out." He said. Abby nodded.

"She's stable." Abby said going to the phone and calling the maternity ward. Where were the doctors? John shouldn't be doing this. He wiped the sweat off of her forehead as he cut in even more. He pulled the skin away and clamped it.

"I see the baby." John said. He put his gloved hand in and held onto the baby. He gently tugged and the blue baby came out. Abby immediately wrapped it up in a blanket as John cut the umbilical cord. Elizabeth ran in.

"What the hell is going on in here??" She cried going over to Mary.

"We were loosing them both." John said bringing the baby boy to the lamps. The immediately started to hook him up to the machine. There was no heartbeat.

"This is unbelievable." Elizabeth muttered putting the railings up, "You'll be lucky if you still have a job in the morning." John ignored Elizabeth. He had to take care of this little boy. Elizabeth rolled Mary out of trauma room.

"Come on." John muttered, running his hand over the baby.

"There's a heart beat." Abby said, "it's really weak."

"Cry." John whispered, checking the baby's airway. It was completely free. "Come on little man." He said putting a tube into the boy's nose. His hazel eyes opened up and looked at Carter. John broke out in a huge smile. The little boy's lips started to tremble and the wonderful sound of his crying echoed through the trauma room. "Thank god." Abby smiled.

"What is it with doctors in this hospital with delivering babies when they're not suppose to?" She chucked wrapping the boy up tightly.

"It's in our job description." John grinned brightly.

"I think you can go home now." Abby said.

"I want to make sure Miss Brown comes out nicely." John said.

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John tiptoed into the bedroom quietly. Jing-Mei was asleep in bed. He crawled in next to her and rubbed her stomach.

"Good night, bugs." He whispered.

"What kept you?" Jing-Mei mumbled. John smiled looking at his wife.

"I delivered a baby via c-section." John said, "In the trauma room only with Abby there."

"You had good reason?" Jing-Mei asked opening her eyes.

"The baby had no heat beat and the mothers stats were dropping." John said.

"Good reasons." She snuggled against John.

"Guess what the mother named her son?" John asked.

"What did she name him?" Jing-Mei smiled.

"Carter Alexander Brown." John smiled. Jing-Mei giggled.

"That's a fine name." She said, "How does it feel to have a patient named after you?"

"Nice." He yawned. "Fifty-six hours without sleep. I need it."

"Me too." She giggled, "Good night, John."

"Night. Baby."

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