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Chapter 11-The times, They are a-changing.
The door opened softly and quietly. A foot followed, dragging a tired body through the door.
Clark gently put down the suitcases before pulling a sleepy Jess into the hallway. He closed the door behind her and decided the suitcases could remain in their spot until the morning. With that, he picked Jess up and carried her to bed, unwilling to wake up his sleeping beauty.
After checking on her briefly, he walked into the bathroom, running the hot water in the sink. Clark washed his face, wishing he could forget that plane trip.
"I can't have children," Jessica had told him. God, he couldn't believe it! How was it possible? Liz was pregnant but Jess could never have children?
She'd cried the entire flight home and he held her in his arms, whispering words of encouragement. Of course, he briefly mentioned IVF and all the other possibilities they could use, but he wasn't sure anymore. Life was getting too complicated.
He turned off the sink, leaning against the counter and staring at his reflection. He was moving in 2 weeks to Austria. Jess wanted him to stay longer, to wait until Elizabeth gave birth, but he couldn't put it off much longer at all. He was going to fly over, get things organised and come back for a few weeks to pick up Jess and take her back with him.
"What if she doesn't go with you?" a little voice whispered inside his head. Clark shook his head. No, she couldn't say no! She couldn't honestly enjoy playing that stupid blonde on the soap! Her turn in his last movie had broken through the celebrity barrier; she could do whatever she wanted to do. He knew it, he'd known it all along. He was going to turn her into the star she always dreamed of.
But he couldn't do it here, not while she was trampling the soapie boards. He needed to broaden her experiences, get her into more movies, make her bigger than Audrey Hepburn and Julia Roberts.
"She'll have to come with me," he whispered, before pattering back into the bedroom and collapsing into bed next to his wife.
~ ~ ~
Liz cracked open her eyes, immediately closing them again. Sighing, she began massaging her stomach once again. It had bothered her all night, causing her to forgo sleep.
"Right, no more Thai until after the birth," she muttered to herself.
Connor grunted in his sleep, his hand falling onto her once more. Liz smiled in spite of herself. She still couldn't believe her love had come back into her life. She would never forget Tom; he was the father of her children. But Connor was here now and she was going to enjoy every minute she had with him. After all, life was short. You never knew when it was your turn to go.
The pain starting to rise again, causing Liz to whimper softly. When Connor still refused to budge, she turned over, picking up the phone and calling the one person who could help her.
"What time is it?" Alice muttered into the phone as she picked it up.
"Mum?" Liz asked, grimacing slightly.
"Liz, honey, what is it?" Alice's voice instantly brightened. She recognised the pain in her daughter's voice, causing her worry to over-ride her irritation.
"Mum.something's wrong. My stomach.it hurts so much." Liz pleaded into the phone. She couldn't ignore it any longer. The pain had grown throughout the night and it was time to come to terms with it.
"Seriously?" Alice asked, wishing this was all just a dream.
"What do I do?" Liz asked, trying not to cry in fear. She could hear her mother waking up her father and getting out of bed.
"Wake Connor up and call the hospital. Tell them you're on the way. You need to go. Now." Alice hung up the phone, hurriedly dressing.
Elizabeth nodded, even though her mother had already hung up. She quickly cut the call and rang the hospital. As she waited for it to connect she shook Connor awake.
"Connor." she called out in fear.
"What? What's wrong?" Connor mumbled, turning over.
Liz was about to answer him when she heard a voice on the other end.
Connor listened to what Liz was saying to the operator, his eyes widening in alarm. He jumped out of bed, throwing a pair of pants and a shirt on. Fumbling around for the car keys, he picked up a dress Liz could put on and threw it in her direction.
Liz hung up the phone, slipping the dress over head. Connor held up the keys triumphantly, coming towards her and helping her up. That movement caused Liz to cry out softly in alarm. Connor held back his gasp, and hurriedly rushed her outside, to the car and to the hospital.
~ ~ ~ ~
Steven lay back in bed, breathing heavily. He looked over, smiling at Amanda, as she struggled to regain her composure.
"Oh wow, Steven. I mean.." She gasped, throwing her head back in ecstasy.
"Don't I know it."
He turned onto his side, holding his head with his left hand, smiling at Amanda. His right hand slowly moved towards her breasts, softly stroking them.
"Do you want to go again?" He asked.
She smiled, kissing him softly.
All of a sudden, a noise erupted through the room. Steven back off in confusion as Amanda immediately jumped out of the bed.
"Oh shit, shit shit," she muttered, picking up her bra and undies while throwing her bag onto the bed. The tiny noise continued to announce his loud message as Amanda started rummaging in her bag.
Steven sat up, bewildered. Amanda briefly caught the expression on his face and smiled.
"I'm sorry. But that means one of my patients is going to labour. I need to be there," she explained, finally extracting the pager. She picked up the phone by the bed and dialled a number.
Steven leaned back in bed, deflated. That spoiled their perfect night together.
"I guess I better get used to that," he whispered to her. She smiled back before frowning briefly. She hang up the phone, gave Steven a guarded look and picked up her skirt.
"We have to go," Amanda told him, walking around the bed to find her shirt. Steven grabbed her, kissed her gently and looked at her, his eyes raised in question.
"It's Elizabeth. Something's wrong. We need to go."
Steven jumped out of bed. She didn't have to say another word.
~ ~ ~ ~
Jessica stretched and opened her eyes. She turned over to turn off her alarm.
But the noise didn't stop.
Jessica sat up before realising it was the phone.
She crawled along the length of the bed before plucking her mobile from the obscurities of her clothes.
"Mmmmm?" she muttered sleepily, slopping back into her previous situation.
"Jessica." It was her mother.
"Jess, get to the hospital now. Liz has gone into labour."
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Chapter 11-The times, They are a-changing.
The door opened softly and quietly. A foot followed, dragging a tired body through the door.
Clark gently put down the suitcases before pulling a sleepy Jess into the hallway. He closed the door behind her and decided the suitcases could remain in their spot until the morning. With that, he picked Jess up and carried her to bed, unwilling to wake up his sleeping beauty.
After checking on her briefly, he walked into the bathroom, running the hot water in the sink. Clark washed his face, wishing he could forget that plane trip.
"I can't have children," Jessica had told him. God, he couldn't believe it! How was it possible? Liz was pregnant but Jess could never have children?
She'd cried the entire flight home and he held her in his arms, whispering words of encouragement. Of course, he briefly mentioned IVF and all the other possibilities they could use, but he wasn't sure anymore. Life was getting too complicated.
He turned off the sink, leaning against the counter and staring at his reflection. He was moving in 2 weeks to Austria. Jess wanted him to stay longer, to wait until Elizabeth gave birth, but he couldn't put it off much longer at all. He was going to fly over, get things organised and come back for a few weeks to pick up Jess and take her back with him.
"What if she doesn't go with you?" a little voice whispered inside his head. Clark shook his head. No, she couldn't say no! She couldn't honestly enjoy playing that stupid blonde on the soap! Her turn in his last movie had broken through the celebrity barrier; she could do whatever she wanted to do. He knew it, he'd known it all along. He was going to turn her into the star she always dreamed of.
But he couldn't do it here, not while she was trampling the soapie boards. He needed to broaden her experiences, get her into more movies, make her bigger than Audrey Hepburn and Julia Roberts.
"She'll have to come with me," he whispered, before pattering back into the bedroom and collapsing into bed next to his wife.
~ ~ ~
Liz cracked open her eyes, immediately closing them again. Sighing, she began massaging her stomach once again. It had bothered her all night, causing her to forgo sleep.
"Right, no more Thai until after the birth," she muttered to herself.
Connor grunted in his sleep, his hand falling onto her once more. Liz smiled in spite of herself. She still couldn't believe her love had come back into her life. She would never forget Tom; he was the father of her children. But Connor was here now and she was going to enjoy every minute she had with him. After all, life was short. You never knew when it was your turn to go.
The pain starting to rise again, causing Liz to whimper softly. When Connor still refused to budge, she turned over, picking up the phone and calling the one person who could help her.
"What time is it?" Alice muttered into the phone as she picked it up.
"Mum?" Liz asked, grimacing slightly.
"Liz, honey, what is it?" Alice's voice instantly brightened. She recognised the pain in her daughter's voice, causing her worry to over-ride her irritation.
"Mum.something's wrong. My stomach.it hurts so much." Liz pleaded into the phone. She couldn't ignore it any longer. The pain had grown throughout the night and it was time to come to terms with it.
"Seriously?" Alice asked, wishing this was all just a dream.
"What do I do?" Liz asked, trying not to cry in fear. She could hear her mother waking up her father and getting out of bed.
"Wake Connor up and call the hospital. Tell them you're on the way. You need to go. Now." Alice hung up the phone, hurriedly dressing.
Elizabeth nodded, even though her mother had already hung up. She quickly cut the call and rang the hospital. As she waited for it to connect she shook Connor awake.
"Connor." she called out in fear.
"What? What's wrong?" Connor mumbled, turning over.
Liz was about to answer him when she heard a voice on the other end.
Connor listened to what Liz was saying to the operator, his eyes widening in alarm. He jumped out of bed, throwing a pair of pants and a shirt on. Fumbling around for the car keys, he picked up a dress Liz could put on and threw it in her direction.
Liz hung up the phone, slipping the dress over head. Connor held up the keys triumphantly, coming towards her and helping her up. That movement caused Liz to cry out softly in alarm. Connor held back his gasp, and hurriedly rushed her outside, to the car and to the hospital.
~ ~ ~ ~
Steven lay back in bed, breathing heavily. He looked over, smiling at Amanda, as she struggled to regain her composure.
"Oh wow, Steven. I mean.." She gasped, throwing her head back in ecstasy.
"Don't I know it."
He turned onto his side, holding his head with his left hand, smiling at Amanda. His right hand slowly moved towards her breasts, softly stroking them.
"Do you want to go again?" He asked.
She smiled, kissing him softly.
All of a sudden, a noise erupted through the room. Steven back off in confusion as Amanda immediately jumped out of the bed.
"Oh shit, shit shit," she muttered, picking up her bra and undies while throwing her bag onto the bed. The tiny noise continued to announce his loud message as Amanda started rummaging in her bag.
Steven sat up, bewildered. Amanda briefly caught the expression on his face and smiled.
"I'm sorry. But that means one of my patients is going to labour. I need to be there," she explained, finally extracting the pager. She picked up the phone by the bed and dialled a number.
Steven leaned back in bed, deflated. That spoiled their perfect night together.
"I guess I better get used to that," he whispered to her. She smiled back before frowning briefly. She hang up the phone, gave Steven a guarded look and picked up her skirt.
"We have to go," Amanda told him, walking around the bed to find her shirt. Steven grabbed her, kissed her gently and looked at her, his eyes raised in question.
"It's Elizabeth. Something's wrong. We need to go."
Steven jumped out of bed. She didn't have to say another word.
~ ~ ~ ~
Jessica stretched and opened her eyes. She turned over to turn off her alarm.
But the noise didn't stop.
Jessica sat up before realising it was the phone.
She crawled along the length of the bed before plucking her mobile from the obscurities of her clothes.
"Mmmmm?" she muttered sleepily, slopping back into her previous situation.
"Jessica." It was her mother.
"Jess, get to the hospital now. Liz has gone into labour."
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