The night had come quickly, the day's events still fresh in her mind.
Burring her best friend and almost being shot by his father wasn't
something every girl her age went threw on a daily basis, but I guess
that's the life you live when you're a Corinthos, but now she was a
Corinthos-Morgan. Two very powerful names, with two very powerful men
behind those names. Her two children would soon be born, but she wouldn't
be able to protect them as much as she could with them inside of her.
Since the birth of Morgan her father and step-mother had barely gotten any time alone together, of course since Jason had suddenly left saying that he had to do something she didn't want to be alone in the penthouse, rather be with family. After offering to watch Morgan and Michael for her parents they of course agreed without a moments hesitation. Everything so far had gone rather well, Morgan was down for his nap, and Michael was up in his room playing video games, Johnny was outside the penthouse door standing guard. The sudden sound of a glass breaking sent Stacy rushing up the stairs towards Michael's room. Pushing the door, the pain she had felt before threw her body hit again, gripping the door handle, she stood face to face with Michael's shocked face, his closet door mirror broken into a million pieces on the floor.
"Sis, you okay?"
"Yeah I'm okay, what happened?"
Michael relayed the story of him trying to practice his catching abilities for that Saturday's baseball game when the ball slipped out of his hand and hit the mirror. She tried her hardest to cover up the pain but a sudden rush of cold liquid between her legs made Michael's face turn form shocked to scare. Another pain shot threw her body as she fell the ground, reality finally hitting her that the baby's were ready to be born.
"Ah, Michael my water just broke." She tells him scared.
"The baby's are coming?!" His now excited face lit up.
"Michael go get Johnny please, AH!" another contraction hitting her hard, this time lasting longer than the previous one had.
Running as fast as his little legs could carry him, Michael ran down the hall way and down the stairs rushing to the front door.
"Johnny! Stacy said her water broke, the baby's coming!" His face still showed it's excited ness. Quickly Johnny raced up the stairs of the penthouse to Michael's room seeing Stacy lying on the ground, placing her arm around his shoulder he helped her stand up, trying to get her to place off the weight on him.
"Come on Stacy, we're going to get you to the hospital okay? We're going to go nice and slow okay?"
Stacy walks with him down the hall, walking threw her pain just wasn't working for her as another contraction hit. Michael emerging from Morgan's room holding his baby brother turned back to his room, seeing the wet area on his floor his face scrunched up.
"Shouldn't we clean that up first?"
"Michael come on, bring Morgan with us okay? We need to get your sister to the hospital now her baby's coming."
"Babies." Her soft and low voice taking Johnny by surprise.
"Babies? Alright she's delusional we need to get her now." Bending down he lifted Stacy up into his arms hurrying Michael up towards the elevator. After the elevator door opened up Johnny quickly hurried to the waiting limo shooing Max to get into the drivers seat with Michael and Morgan while he stayed in the back with Stacy trying to help her threw her labor pains.
Up in the front of the limo, Michael dialed his fathers cell phone number, after a few rings Sonny picked up the phone, Michael's excited voice taking him by surprise.
"Hi daddy!"
"Hey buddy, what's up?"
Stacy's screams from the back of the limo could be heard probably even by the deaf, Johnny's scream on the other hand couldn't be heard by anyone. He had never been with anyone during labor but now he realized why everyone told him never to let a woman hold onto your hand while she's in labor.
"Michael what's wrong? Who screamed?"
"Oh that was Stacy she made a mess in my room dad, she said her water broke and Max is letting me and Morgan ride in the front of the limo!!! This is so much fun dad!"
"Get them OUT of me! NOW!!!!"
"Dad, Stacy's screaming again and it's hurting my ears, tell her to stop."
"Michael you're mother and I will be at the hospital as soon as possible alright?"
"Just do anything to make her stop screaming."
*****
The one time any father always dreams of never missing, Jason would have to watch it from afar. After being taken to the hospital and admitted to 'delivery' the doctors had told Sonny that Stacy was too late to be given any drugs, the thought of his daughter in pain made his stomach queasy. For hours they tried to reach Jason but to no avail, the reality of the news he had received only moments go now began to sink in, Jason was dead. He still didn't have the heart to tell Stacy but all she did during contractions was scream for Jason. Johnny reluctantly sat in for Jason until Sonny saw him holding his hand protectively, x-ray's revealing that Stacy had broken his wrist and three fingers during her labor pains, now Max was with her.
His wife sat in the corner holding Michael as they both cried for the loss of a very good friend. He wanted to be with his family, to cry with them but he had to be strong for his daughter, she still had yet to know the tragic news. Slowly and painfully he walked into the delivery room allowing Max to leave to grieve for his fallen friend.
"Where's Jason, he's not supposed to miss this, did -did-did you find him?"
Slowly he nodded his head, not wanting to look into the angelic eyes of his daughter, not wanting to cause her any more pain than she had already felt in her lifetime.
Men, if you found him then where is he? She thought to herself, finally speaking after another strong contraction hit. "Well then where is he? I can't hold out on pushing anymore Dad."
"Stacy. . ."
His face told her the words she didn't need to hear; it was like her heart just stopped beating. "No, no Dad there has to be some mistake, where is he?!"
"He's gone Stacy, Jason's dead sweetie."
"No" not wanting to believe anything like that could ever happen to her husband, her lover, and her life. God wouldn't be so cruel as to take him away from her this soon, right?
Painfully he pulled out the ring the doctors downstairs had given him, Jason's wedding ring, the last remaining piece of his once best friend, and son-in-law. The ring set everything into reality for her, the ring she had slipped onto his finger, so many promises for the future were held in that ring.
"No go find him! Send out all your men! You the all mighty Sonny Corinthos! You find my husband!"
"STACY!" his anger now starting to show, as if this news of his best friend being dead now he had to try and convince his daughter that her husband was dead during a time she was supposed to be happy.
Another contraction rocked threw her body, her instincts telling her to push, of course were confirmed by Doctor Meadows, Sonny rushed over to his daughter, holding her hand giving her the reassuring words she needed to hear. Smoothing back her hair he continued to hold her hand during the contraction.
"Okay Stacy I want you to push okay? The baby's ready to come out all right? Push Stacy, push!"
With all of her strength she continued to push already feeling some pressure being released from her body.
"Good Stacy, the baby's crowning, keep pushing you're doing great."
With one more push she felt more pressure being released and finally stopped pushing at Doctor Meadows' orders. Her body fell back onto the bed; she couldn't help but feel the presence of Jason in the room. Looking over at the only male nurse in the room, who's face was covered she felt the instant connection towards him, for some reason, maybe it was the pain coursing threw her body she felt like it was Jason, her mind and heart telling her it was him. Looking over at him she smiled, honestly thinking it was Jason.
"You made it, I knew you wouldn't miss this Jase. I love you so much."
Sonny stared up at the man his daughter continued to call Jason, telling this person how much she loved him, how sorry she was for something, even though he knew Jason was dead there was still something oddly familiar about the nurse that he just couldn't put his finger. He was about to ask the nurse a question when Doctor Meadows' orders for his daughter to push again stopped him.
"What's wrong, why does she need to push again?"
"Mr. Corinthos she needs to push the other baby out, she's already crowning." Her attention back on Stacy she ordered her to push again.
Her face never left the nurses as she pushed once more, this time harder than she had with her first born, the second screams of another child filled the room, not only one child, but now Sonny had two grandchildren. His eyes were now glued on the male nurse who looked almost as shocked as he did about the birth of the second child. Something was seriously familiar about the nurse. His thoughts were taken away from him as Doctor Meadows took Sonny by the arm leading him to the incubators that held his grandchildren.
"Would you like to cut the imbecile cord Mr. Corinthos?"
This was supposed to be Jason's job, his part was to be sitting in the waiting room, eagerly awaiting the news but instead he was taking Jason's position, he still didn't want to believe that his best friend was dead, but he saw his body for himself, he felt the coldness of his body, nothing could ever bring his best friend back. His grandchildren and his daughter needed him now more than they ever needed him before. Picking up the scissors he cut both of the cords, tears running down his cheeks. The children looked so much like their father the resemblance was unmistakable. Picking up his grandson, while the male nurse picked up his granddaughter, he walked carefully over to his daughter.
Placing the child in his daughters arms he stared back at the nurse, who looked almost in awe at the little baby. Something fell from the nurses eyes that almost looked like tears, reluctantly the nurse handed Stacy her daughter.
Her two children, oh so quiet, had so many features of their father, a man they would never get to meet, never get to be held by. She could already feel her world crumbling down, the future they had planned together. . .gone.
"Have you thought of any names for these two?"
"Yeah, Jason picked out a name for a boy and a girl."
"What were they sweetie?"
"Caleb Dylan Morgan, and Isabelle Anna Morgan. That's what their names are, I want them to have the names their father picked out."
The painful tears flowing down her face, she turned looking toward the direction of the masked male nurse, walking out of the room, never knowing the nurse was Jason himself.
A/N: Okay what did you guys think? The next chapter is going to be about how Jason 'died' and his reactions to the birth of his children. Any and all feedback is welcomed, also Isabelle, what'd ya think? You're in my fic for ever girl!
Since the birth of Morgan her father and step-mother had barely gotten any time alone together, of course since Jason had suddenly left saying that he had to do something she didn't want to be alone in the penthouse, rather be with family. After offering to watch Morgan and Michael for her parents they of course agreed without a moments hesitation. Everything so far had gone rather well, Morgan was down for his nap, and Michael was up in his room playing video games, Johnny was outside the penthouse door standing guard. The sudden sound of a glass breaking sent Stacy rushing up the stairs towards Michael's room. Pushing the door, the pain she had felt before threw her body hit again, gripping the door handle, she stood face to face with Michael's shocked face, his closet door mirror broken into a million pieces on the floor.
"Sis, you okay?"
"Yeah I'm okay, what happened?"
Michael relayed the story of him trying to practice his catching abilities for that Saturday's baseball game when the ball slipped out of his hand and hit the mirror. She tried her hardest to cover up the pain but a sudden rush of cold liquid between her legs made Michael's face turn form shocked to scare. Another pain shot threw her body as she fell the ground, reality finally hitting her that the baby's were ready to be born.
"Ah, Michael my water just broke." She tells him scared.
"The baby's are coming?!" His now excited face lit up.
"Michael go get Johnny please, AH!" another contraction hitting her hard, this time lasting longer than the previous one had.
Running as fast as his little legs could carry him, Michael ran down the hall way and down the stairs rushing to the front door.
"Johnny! Stacy said her water broke, the baby's coming!" His face still showed it's excited ness. Quickly Johnny raced up the stairs of the penthouse to Michael's room seeing Stacy lying on the ground, placing her arm around his shoulder he helped her stand up, trying to get her to place off the weight on him.
"Come on Stacy, we're going to get you to the hospital okay? We're going to go nice and slow okay?"
Stacy walks with him down the hall, walking threw her pain just wasn't working for her as another contraction hit. Michael emerging from Morgan's room holding his baby brother turned back to his room, seeing the wet area on his floor his face scrunched up.
"Shouldn't we clean that up first?"
"Michael come on, bring Morgan with us okay? We need to get your sister to the hospital now her baby's coming."
"Babies." Her soft and low voice taking Johnny by surprise.
"Babies? Alright she's delusional we need to get her now." Bending down he lifted Stacy up into his arms hurrying Michael up towards the elevator. After the elevator door opened up Johnny quickly hurried to the waiting limo shooing Max to get into the drivers seat with Michael and Morgan while he stayed in the back with Stacy trying to help her threw her labor pains.
Up in the front of the limo, Michael dialed his fathers cell phone number, after a few rings Sonny picked up the phone, Michael's excited voice taking him by surprise.
"Hi daddy!"
"Hey buddy, what's up?"
Stacy's screams from the back of the limo could be heard probably even by the deaf, Johnny's scream on the other hand couldn't be heard by anyone. He had never been with anyone during labor but now he realized why everyone told him never to let a woman hold onto your hand while she's in labor.
"Michael what's wrong? Who screamed?"
"Oh that was Stacy she made a mess in my room dad, she said her water broke and Max is letting me and Morgan ride in the front of the limo!!! This is so much fun dad!"
"Get them OUT of me! NOW!!!!"
"Dad, Stacy's screaming again and it's hurting my ears, tell her to stop."
"Michael you're mother and I will be at the hospital as soon as possible alright?"
"Just do anything to make her stop screaming."
*****
The one time any father always dreams of never missing, Jason would have to watch it from afar. After being taken to the hospital and admitted to 'delivery' the doctors had told Sonny that Stacy was too late to be given any drugs, the thought of his daughter in pain made his stomach queasy. For hours they tried to reach Jason but to no avail, the reality of the news he had received only moments go now began to sink in, Jason was dead. He still didn't have the heart to tell Stacy but all she did during contractions was scream for Jason. Johnny reluctantly sat in for Jason until Sonny saw him holding his hand protectively, x-ray's revealing that Stacy had broken his wrist and three fingers during her labor pains, now Max was with her.
His wife sat in the corner holding Michael as they both cried for the loss of a very good friend. He wanted to be with his family, to cry with them but he had to be strong for his daughter, she still had yet to know the tragic news. Slowly and painfully he walked into the delivery room allowing Max to leave to grieve for his fallen friend.
"Where's Jason, he's not supposed to miss this, did -did-did you find him?"
Slowly he nodded his head, not wanting to look into the angelic eyes of his daughter, not wanting to cause her any more pain than she had already felt in her lifetime.
Men, if you found him then where is he? She thought to herself, finally speaking after another strong contraction hit. "Well then where is he? I can't hold out on pushing anymore Dad."
"Stacy. . ."
His face told her the words she didn't need to hear; it was like her heart just stopped beating. "No, no Dad there has to be some mistake, where is he?!"
"He's gone Stacy, Jason's dead sweetie."
"No" not wanting to believe anything like that could ever happen to her husband, her lover, and her life. God wouldn't be so cruel as to take him away from her this soon, right?
Painfully he pulled out the ring the doctors downstairs had given him, Jason's wedding ring, the last remaining piece of his once best friend, and son-in-law. The ring set everything into reality for her, the ring she had slipped onto his finger, so many promises for the future were held in that ring.
"No go find him! Send out all your men! You the all mighty Sonny Corinthos! You find my husband!"
"STACY!" his anger now starting to show, as if this news of his best friend being dead now he had to try and convince his daughter that her husband was dead during a time she was supposed to be happy.
Another contraction rocked threw her body, her instincts telling her to push, of course were confirmed by Doctor Meadows, Sonny rushed over to his daughter, holding her hand giving her the reassuring words she needed to hear. Smoothing back her hair he continued to hold her hand during the contraction.
"Okay Stacy I want you to push okay? The baby's ready to come out all right? Push Stacy, push!"
With all of her strength she continued to push already feeling some pressure being released from her body.
"Good Stacy, the baby's crowning, keep pushing you're doing great."
With one more push she felt more pressure being released and finally stopped pushing at Doctor Meadows' orders. Her body fell back onto the bed; she couldn't help but feel the presence of Jason in the room. Looking over at the only male nurse in the room, who's face was covered she felt the instant connection towards him, for some reason, maybe it was the pain coursing threw her body she felt like it was Jason, her mind and heart telling her it was him. Looking over at him she smiled, honestly thinking it was Jason.
"You made it, I knew you wouldn't miss this Jase. I love you so much."
Sonny stared up at the man his daughter continued to call Jason, telling this person how much she loved him, how sorry she was for something, even though he knew Jason was dead there was still something oddly familiar about the nurse that he just couldn't put his finger. He was about to ask the nurse a question when Doctor Meadows' orders for his daughter to push again stopped him.
"What's wrong, why does she need to push again?"
"Mr. Corinthos she needs to push the other baby out, she's already crowning." Her attention back on Stacy she ordered her to push again.
Her face never left the nurses as she pushed once more, this time harder than she had with her first born, the second screams of another child filled the room, not only one child, but now Sonny had two grandchildren. His eyes were now glued on the male nurse who looked almost as shocked as he did about the birth of the second child. Something was seriously familiar about the nurse. His thoughts were taken away from him as Doctor Meadows took Sonny by the arm leading him to the incubators that held his grandchildren.
"Would you like to cut the imbecile cord Mr. Corinthos?"
This was supposed to be Jason's job, his part was to be sitting in the waiting room, eagerly awaiting the news but instead he was taking Jason's position, he still didn't want to believe that his best friend was dead, but he saw his body for himself, he felt the coldness of his body, nothing could ever bring his best friend back. His grandchildren and his daughter needed him now more than they ever needed him before. Picking up the scissors he cut both of the cords, tears running down his cheeks. The children looked so much like their father the resemblance was unmistakable. Picking up his grandson, while the male nurse picked up his granddaughter, he walked carefully over to his daughter.
Placing the child in his daughters arms he stared back at the nurse, who looked almost in awe at the little baby. Something fell from the nurses eyes that almost looked like tears, reluctantly the nurse handed Stacy her daughter.
Her two children, oh so quiet, had so many features of their father, a man they would never get to meet, never get to be held by. She could already feel her world crumbling down, the future they had planned together. . .gone.
"Have you thought of any names for these two?"
"Yeah, Jason picked out a name for a boy and a girl."
"What were they sweetie?"
"Caleb Dylan Morgan, and Isabelle Anna Morgan. That's what their names are, I want them to have the names their father picked out."
The painful tears flowing down her face, she turned looking toward the direction of the masked male nurse, walking out of the room, never knowing the nurse was Jason himself.
A/N: Okay what did you guys think? The next chapter is going to be about how Jason 'died' and his reactions to the birth of his children. Any and all feedback is welcomed, also Isabelle, what'd ya think? You're in my fic for ever girl!