Decisions
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A/N : Here's the other chapter I promised you..........
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As Joanie blacked out, everyone in the restaurant scrambled to help her. Some one caught her as she wouldn't hit the ground and hurt herself, and someone called the ambulance, and someone else called her sister so she could meet Joanie at the hospital. Joanie finally regained consciousness in the ambulance on the way to the hospital, while the paramedics where tending to her.
"My babies, what's wrong with my babies," where the first words out of her mouth.
"Calm down, Ms. Laurer, your babies are okay, for right now. Can you tell us how far along you are, and who your doctor is."
"I'm only 7 months along, it's too soon, for the babies to be coming," she cried.
"Ms. Laurer, please calm down, this isn't good for either you or your babies. Can you please tell us who your doctor is, so we can notify him to be ready when we reach the hospital."
"My doctor is Dr. Kiegler, please, let's hurry."
"We're going as fast as we can Ms. Laurer," just as the paramedic said those words, the ambulance pulled up into the hospital and Joanie was rushed inside and straight up to the maternity ward. In the maternity ward Joanie was met by Dr. Kiegler and taken right into an exam room. After the doctor examined her and gave her some drugs to stop her labor, she was shown to a private room where her sister was waiting for her. Once Joanie was settled, the doctor started to explain what was happening to her.
"I'm afraid that your water has indeed broken and we're going to do everything we can to make sure you don't deliver prematurely."
"What happens if I do deliver prematurely? Will my babies...." she couldn't even finish the sentence, but the doctor knew what she was going to ask.
"I'm not going to lie to you, Joanie. There is a small chance that your babies might not survive, but we'll do everything medically and humanly possible to make sure that doesn't happen. And the longer we can keep those babies inside you the better, but it's not going to be easy. Your going to have to stay in the hospital and on complete bed rest. The next few hours are going to be the most critical, if you can get through those without your labor starting again, that will be a good sign. Now, I'm going to leave and I'll check on you in about an hour. Try and get some rest," with that said he left the room and it was just Joanie and her sister.
"I'm so scared Pattie," (not sure if this her sister's name or not).
"I know honey, but you heard what the doctor said. If we can get through these next few hours, things should be a little bit better. I'm so sorry that I wasn't there for you when you needn't me."
"It's okay, it wasn't your fault. Neither of us could have known that this was going to happen. And I wish I hadn't gone to the restaurant myself."
"Why?"
"Because, guess who I ran into there. Paul and Stephanie."
"Are you okay? What did that bastard and slut do to you?"
"I'm fine. They didn't do anything. He didn't do anything. In fact he didn't even ask about the baby. He didn't even acknowledge my pregnancy, which leads me too think that he didn't even tell Stephanie about it," she cried. Her hormones, going haywire. "Why doesn't he want to have anything to do with my babies."
"Shh, honey it's okay. It's his loss," she said as she gave her a hug and comforted her. After crying for a few minutes, Joanie eventually fell asleep. She slept for a few hours, but was awaken suddenly by contraction pains.
"Ow," she screamed, startling her sister, who had dozed off in the chair by the bed.
"Joanie, what's wrong? Are you having contractions again?" At her nod, she called the doctor, who came immediately to see what was wrong. When he saw Joanie was having contractions, he quickly examined her and found that she was already dilated to 8cm.
"Joanie, I'm sorry, but the drugs didn't work and your getting ready to deliver. Your already dilated to 8cm. We need to get you prepped for delivery now."
"But , it's too soon. I'm only 7 months pregnant."
"Joanie, we are going to do everything possible for your babies. We have one of the best N.N.I.C.U. centers, it the country here. I'm going to go and get the delivery room ready for you now. I'll be right back. Please try and stay calm. Stress is not good for you."
"Patti, I need you to do something for me, please."
"Anything, honey. What is it?"
"I need you to call Paul for me."
"Joanie, why?"
"Because, I need him here, with me. These are his babies too, and he needs to be here, incase something happens..." she couldn't even the sentence.
"Joanie, don't talk like that. Everything is going to be fine. How do I get a hold of Paul? Do you know where he is staying?"
"No I don't. But my cell is in my purse and his number is still programmed in. Just please call him."
"I will. I'll do everything in my power to make sure that he gets here in time to be with you." By this time the doctor had come back and Joanie was soon on her way to the delivery room. So Pattie went over to Joanie's purse and retrieved her cell phone. She dialed Paul's cell number and waited for him to answer. It rang a few times and was finally answered by Stephanie.
"Hello," a nasally voice answered. Not expecting Stephanie to pick up the phone, Patti was stunned and didn't immediately answer back.
"Who is this?" She demanded
"Can I please talk to Paul," Patti said after she regained her voice.
"He's not here. Again, who is this?"
"This is Patti Laurer and I really need to talk to him, it's important."
"You have some nerve calling here, who the hell do you think you are?"
"Look, Stephanie, this has nothing to do with you? Can you tell me where Paul is or when he will be back."
"No I will not tell you where he is or when he'll be back. Paul is with me now, and doesn't want anything to do with Joanie anymore," with that said she hung up the phone, erased the number and then turned it off. She would find away to get rid of the phone so that Paul would have to get another one so Joanie wouldn't have the number and couldn't bug them anymore.
"Bitch," Patti spat, when Stephanie hung up on her. Not knowing how to get in touch with Paul any other way Patti decided she would try him again later. Stephanie wouldn't be able to answer his phone all the time. Her first concern now was Joanie and the babies.
As Joanie was giving birth to her twins, Paul was going all over Nashville, trying to find her. He didn't have any trouble locating her or her sisters home addresses and phone numbers. All it took was a quick call to Jimmy again, while Stephanie had been in one of the hotel shops, who was able to look up the information on his computer. Paul waited until Stephanie fall asleep, then set out to find Joanie and try and set their relationship back on track. One look at her today, was enough to convince him that he still loved her and wanted to give their relationship one more chance. Even though he was still hurting over the fact that Joanie had ended the pregnancy, he wanted another chance to do things right with her. He went to Joanie house first and knocked on the door, but no one answered, he waited around for about an hour, but no one came home or left the house. So he decided to try her sisters address. He got the same results there, and he was really frustrated and mad at himself because he didn't have his cell phone with him, he could have sworn that he brought it with him, but he must have forgotten it at the hotel. At least he hoped he left it at the hotel, because that was the only link he had left to Joanie, she had changed her cell number, and Jimmy had yet to be able to find out what it was, but he still had the same cell number and Joanie could still call him. But, if he had lost his cell, that would mean he would have to get a new number that Joanie wouldn't have. After, searching all over town, trying to find Joanie or her sister, he got so desperate, he even went back to Rosie's, hoping that someone there might give him some clues on where else to look. But when he got to the restaurant, it was closed for the night and wouldn't open back up until Monday, when he would already be back in Birmingham. Feeling depressed that he hadn't been able to locate Joanie, Paul went back to the hotel, because he had been gone hours and Stephanie would surely be awake by now. He didn't know what he was going to tell her. It wasn't fair to keep going out with her when he was still in love with Joanie, and still hoping for another chance. When he reached the hotel room, Stephanie was indeed awake, and waiting for him.
"Where have you been, Paul?"
"Just out exploring the town."
"Don't lie to me. I know you went to see Joanie," she bluffed.
"I didn't," he started to say, but was cut off by Stephanie.
"I know you did, because she had her sister call here, and said to tell you she doesn't want anything to do with you. She said to tell you that Joanie's moved on with her life and is happy now," she lied again, hoping Paul would bye it. And, by the look on his face, it was starting to work.
Paul didn't want to believe what Stephanie was saying, but it did sort of make sense. Joanie hadn't been happy to see him earlier today, and maybe she had been home, when he went over and when she say who was at the door, decided not to answer and she called her sister and had her call Paul for her. He didn't want it to be true, but it seemed like it was.
"Paul, you need to make a decision. Are you going to continue to try and live in the past, and hope for a relationship with Joanie again, or are you going to step into the present and have a future, with me?"
He was silent for a few moments, thinking over what Stephanie had just asked him. He really did want a relationship with Joanie, but it appeared she wanted nothing more to do with him. So in that instance, he made up his mind to forget Joanie and move his relationship with Stephanie to the next level.
Getting really worried that her plan to get Paul had backfired, Stephanie was shocked, when all of a sudden, Paul dropped down to the ground on one knee and took her hand in his.
"Stephanie Marie McMahon, I'm tired of living in the past, and want to have a future with you. So will you do me the honor of becoming my wife," he asked.
"Oh god yes, Paul. Nothing would make me happier," with that said, Paul stood up and kissed Stephanie, and so what if he didn't feel that little spark of something extra, she would make him happy, so he thought.
At the exact moment that Paul was proposing to Stephanie, across town Joanie was giving birth to her twins, by herself. She gave birth to a baby girl and boy. The girl was born first and only weighed 3lbs 9oz, and the boy was only a little bigger at 4lbs 2oz. They were immediately rushed to the N.N.I.C.U. of the hospital.
