A.N- Sorta small chapter, but hope you like it! ^_^ Thanks for the reviews,
and I'm so glad that you guys liked the Joey/Mike confrontation. I wasn't
sure if I had done it correctly. ;; Anyway, thanks for reading! ^_^
All usual disclaimers apply
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Monica, Ross, and Rachel rushed into the waiting room of the hospital and, when they saw Chandler and Joey sitting down waiting impatiently, they hurried to them. "How is she? Has the doctor said anything?"
Joey shook his head. "No, they wouldn't let me us in with her! God, I'm so worried, you guys. The baby isn't due yet! She's not ready to have him; his. His room's not ready yet."
Rachel and Monica sat down next to him after Chandler moved. "'His'? Honey, do know it's a boy?"
"No, but. But I *think* it's a boy. And. And I had wanted Phoebe to. To-."
"Excuse me, were you the ones who brought in Ms. Buffay?"
At that, the five of them stood up. "Yeah, that was us. How is she? Is the baby ok?"
Dr. Brandt took a while to answer before she started talking. "There seems to have been some problems with the baby's lungs; we have to perform a C- Section so we can help the baby as soon as possible."
Joey, extremely concerned, walked closer to the doctor. "But will the baby be ok? Will she be ok?"
"It's. It'll be a bit risky, but we'll do all we can to help both of them. While she's being prepared for the surgery, she asked to see Joey.? Just for a short while."
At that, Joey nodded and started following the doctor to where Phoebe was. When he walked in and saw her laying down on the bed, covered in sweat and pale, he felt his own color drain from his face. She looked horrible. Smiling sympathetically, he sat down on the bed, right next to her, and took her hand in his. "Hey, Pheebs. How're ya feelin'?"
Phoebe squeezed his hand when the pain heightened. "Is the baby ok, Joey?"
Joey looked at her and, when he opened his mouth to say what he needed to say, he knew that he couldn't tell her the truth. Smiling slightly, he kissed her forehead and smiled again. "Everything will be ok, Pheebs. You just need a.C-section, but everything else will be ok. For.precaution, and so the baby will be ok."
"Mr. Tribbiani, I'm afraid that I'm going to have to ask you to leave."
At that, Phoebe looked at the doctor before turning to Joey. "No, Joey, don't leave, please. Stay, ok?"
"Ms. Buffay.."
Joey turned to the doctor, holding Phoebe's hand. "Can't I stay? I won't get in the way, ok? I promise. And I won't distract you or Pheebs, please."
The doctor looked at both before sighing and nodding. "Alright, but please don't get in the way."
Grinning slightly in relief, Joey nodded and sat close to Phoebe and held her hand. Throughout the whole time, he kept whispering encouraging words to her and caressing her cheek as he would move away hair that would get on her face. Phoebe would squeeze his hand whenever she needed it and, afraid that she would fall asleep, she would try to talk to him. Suddenly, there was a small cry from the baby and, at that, they both turned towards where the cry had come from.
"Congratulations, Ms. Buffay, you have a baby boy."
As the doctor gently handed Phoebe the baby after he had gotten cleaned and wrapped in his blanket, tears started streaming down her face silently as her baby kept crying. "Oh my God, Joey, look. I have a baby boy."
Joey, seeing this, felt how his own eyes were brimming with tears and threatening to spill. Grinning slightly, he leaned to them and kissed her temple as Phoebe kissed the baby's cheek. "Aww, Pheebs, he's so cute. So beautiful."
Phoebe looked up to Joey, smiling as tears kept falling, and she could swear that he was getting closer to kiss her, but a small cough brought both of their attention down to the baby, who wasn't crying anymore. When the nurse took the baby, Joey frowned deeply and turned to her. "Wh- What's wrong? Why are you taking the baby?"
The nurse, without answering, went to another room and the doctor went to them. "The baby's lungs are a little weak, we're just going to make sure that he'll be ok. Meanwhile, Ms. Buffay, you'll be transferred to a room of your own."
Phoebe turned to Joey quickly, frowning in concern. "Joey. Joey, my baby, he-."
Smiling slightly and trying to smile reassuringly, Joey squeezed her hand gently and shook his head. "He'll be fine, Pheebs, he'll be fine." Smiling at her, Joey kissed her cheek and smiled at her. But, as he did so, he just hoped that everything really would be ok.
That he could believe his own words.
All usual disclaimers apply
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Monica, Ross, and Rachel rushed into the waiting room of the hospital and, when they saw Chandler and Joey sitting down waiting impatiently, they hurried to them. "How is she? Has the doctor said anything?"
Joey shook his head. "No, they wouldn't let me us in with her! God, I'm so worried, you guys. The baby isn't due yet! She's not ready to have him; his. His room's not ready yet."
Rachel and Monica sat down next to him after Chandler moved. "'His'? Honey, do know it's a boy?"
"No, but. But I *think* it's a boy. And. And I had wanted Phoebe to. To-."
"Excuse me, were you the ones who brought in Ms. Buffay?"
At that, the five of them stood up. "Yeah, that was us. How is she? Is the baby ok?"
Dr. Brandt took a while to answer before she started talking. "There seems to have been some problems with the baby's lungs; we have to perform a C- Section so we can help the baby as soon as possible."
Joey, extremely concerned, walked closer to the doctor. "But will the baby be ok? Will she be ok?"
"It's. It'll be a bit risky, but we'll do all we can to help both of them. While she's being prepared for the surgery, she asked to see Joey.? Just for a short while."
At that, Joey nodded and started following the doctor to where Phoebe was. When he walked in and saw her laying down on the bed, covered in sweat and pale, he felt his own color drain from his face. She looked horrible. Smiling sympathetically, he sat down on the bed, right next to her, and took her hand in his. "Hey, Pheebs. How're ya feelin'?"
Phoebe squeezed his hand when the pain heightened. "Is the baby ok, Joey?"
Joey looked at her and, when he opened his mouth to say what he needed to say, he knew that he couldn't tell her the truth. Smiling slightly, he kissed her forehead and smiled again. "Everything will be ok, Pheebs. You just need a.C-section, but everything else will be ok. For.precaution, and so the baby will be ok."
"Mr. Tribbiani, I'm afraid that I'm going to have to ask you to leave."
At that, Phoebe looked at the doctor before turning to Joey. "No, Joey, don't leave, please. Stay, ok?"
"Ms. Buffay.."
Joey turned to the doctor, holding Phoebe's hand. "Can't I stay? I won't get in the way, ok? I promise. And I won't distract you or Pheebs, please."
The doctor looked at both before sighing and nodding. "Alright, but please don't get in the way."
Grinning slightly in relief, Joey nodded and sat close to Phoebe and held her hand. Throughout the whole time, he kept whispering encouraging words to her and caressing her cheek as he would move away hair that would get on her face. Phoebe would squeeze his hand whenever she needed it and, afraid that she would fall asleep, she would try to talk to him. Suddenly, there was a small cry from the baby and, at that, they both turned towards where the cry had come from.
"Congratulations, Ms. Buffay, you have a baby boy."
As the doctor gently handed Phoebe the baby after he had gotten cleaned and wrapped in his blanket, tears started streaming down her face silently as her baby kept crying. "Oh my God, Joey, look. I have a baby boy."
Joey, seeing this, felt how his own eyes were brimming with tears and threatening to spill. Grinning slightly, he leaned to them and kissed her temple as Phoebe kissed the baby's cheek. "Aww, Pheebs, he's so cute. So beautiful."
Phoebe looked up to Joey, smiling as tears kept falling, and she could swear that he was getting closer to kiss her, but a small cough brought both of their attention down to the baby, who wasn't crying anymore. When the nurse took the baby, Joey frowned deeply and turned to her. "Wh- What's wrong? Why are you taking the baby?"
The nurse, without answering, went to another room and the doctor went to them. "The baby's lungs are a little weak, we're just going to make sure that he'll be ok. Meanwhile, Ms. Buffay, you'll be transferred to a room of your own."
Phoebe turned to Joey quickly, frowning in concern. "Joey. Joey, my baby, he-."
Smiling slightly and trying to smile reassuringly, Joey squeezed her hand gently and shook his head. "He'll be fine, Pheebs, he'll be fine." Smiling at her, Joey kissed her cheek and smiled at her. But, as he did so, he just hoped that everything really would be ok.
That he could believe his own words.