Ok, hope you liked the first chapter, although I wonder how many people know that this exists following Emmeline. (Hopefully a lot!!!)

But anyway, read and review please, you know it'll make my day!!!

Thanks.

Hope you like this one.

I feel the sweat creep through my dress and seep in. It sticks uncomfortably to my skin.

The pain is unbearable and my middle feels like it is being pulled and stretched. It is torturous beyond my wildest dreams and my eyes are nearly blinded by the stinging sweat and tears.

I know it is exactly the same as when Emmeline was born and I was going to have to go through it again.

My vision is blurred and the sounds indecipherable. But I am conscious that Emmeline is crying and Will, comforting me, stroking my wet hair back, and squeezing my hand.

But I sense that he is panicked and so am I. I wasn't expecting my baby's birth to be today.

Then, a great piercing pain kicks in and I scream out, moaning and clutching tighter my middle.

Emmeline is still in my arms and I feel her kicking against me. I try desperately to make her feel secure and stop her wailing but it's impossible when I can't see and focus well.

Faintly I see the shape by my side leave and then it reappears, and I feel two strong arms pick me and Emmeline up, and I am cradled against Will.

I pull Emmeline closer to me, just as Will kisses my forehead and mumbles in my hair, that it's all going to be all right.

He continues his string of comforts and reassurances, nuzzling me now and then. I know he is scared.

I try and take peace in his words but the pain is too fierce. The jiggling movement from Will's running does no good.

I feel that I am losing consciousness in the pain, but yet, strangely awake.

That terrible pain pounds in me and I feel drenched in my sweat. I curl my head in, and rest limply on Will's chest, struggling to take in deep breaths of air, but they sound ragged and strangled to me.

I only pray for a soft bed and the doctor to save me.

My eyes are half open, but I don't see. All I know is the familiar and soothing voice of Will shouting for my father, more running footfalls and exclamations and the tiny whimpering body of Emmeline in my arms.

My eyelids prickle from the sunlight, though mild, when suddenly I sense the cool darkness. We have reached my father's house.

I hear my father's anxious voice cry out to me, and someone whisks away my Emmeline. She cries for me and I want to retrieve her, but there is no strength and ability.

All in an instant, just as Will places my tired head on a welcoming pillow, a searing pain cuts through me and I lose control.

I see the swarming faces and hear the quick voices, before I sink into black oblivion.

When I am jolted back to consciousness, I know not of the time that has since passed. Will collapses on his knees, holding firmly onto my hand. There are glimmer of tears in his eyes, and I realize then that I was nearly lost.

I make my other arm move towards him, and gently stroke his face. I want him to know that I am well. There is no need for worry. I won't give up.

He stands back up and kisses me.

With his tears on his face, he murmurs almost fearfully to me.

"I love you, so much."

I smile and reply the same thing, wiping away his tears.

My father sits next to me and I try desperately to send him the same message with my eyes. He gives me a weak smile in return.

The pain goes on for the whole night, and a doctor and nurses keep vigilant. Will brings Emmeline in for a moment and I manageto kiss her cheek.

With the coming of dawn, the pain becomes a sickening momentum and I am void of all bodily senses, no thoughts, no sound, no awareness. The little sight I have are faded shapes and colors and they don't count much.

I know that my child is to be born soon and after what seems like an eternity, I hear the joyous sound of my newborn cry.

Keep to the drill!!! You know what to do!!

Thanks.

Tootles.