Where We're From

By Arnoldnhelga4eva

Disclaimer: I don't own HA (I'm getting sick of writing these. I should put a disclaimer in my profile)

Hey, sorry it took a week, but here's chapter six. I just want to thank all my reviewers sooooooo much. That really brought my spirits up. I thought people were losing interest in my story, so keep reviewing. It's the only way I know what you guys are thinking. Again, thanks sooo much!!!:D So here's chapter six, enjoy!:D

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Chapter six: New Life and Hospitals

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Dr. Cameron entered as Helga was in the middle of another contraction. She put on her gloves, and checked her vitals before she checked how many centimeters Helga was. Dr. Cameron sat up, smiling.

'Helga, you're ten centimeters,' Arnold and Helga looked up, shocked, 'You two are about to be parents.' Arnold and Helga both smiled, until Helga felt another sharp pain in her stomach. She winced and held her stomach.

'Okay, lets hurry up and get them out of me before they try and kill me.' Helga yelled, still clutching her stomach. She moaned from the pain as Arnold held her hand. Helga began to be wheeled out of her room, toward the delivery room. They passed the waiting room where the press was waiting impatiently. A reporter saw them and got up as photographers took pictures. Arnold stood on one side of Helga so they couldn't get a clear picture of Helga, only the back of Arnold in his football uniform. Phoebe and Gerald rushed over.

'Good luck Helga and Arnold!' Phoebe said. Helga managed a small smile through all the heavy breathing and Arnold smiled as well.

'Thanks Phoebe.' Gerald came up behind his wife.

'Next time I see you you'll be a daddy man!' Arnold and Gerald did their thumb shake quickly, but they started to wheel Helga away, so he ran to catch up with her.

'Good luck!' Gerald yelled. He wrapped his arm around his own wife lovingly, and whispered in her ear.

'You know, I've always wondered what it would be like if we had a kid.' Phoebe giggled.

'Two is enough for today,' she paused briefly, 'but how about tomorrow?' Gerald smiled and kissed her.

'I love you,' he whispered against her lips.

'I love you too.'

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'Okay Helga, on the count of three, you're going to push,' Helga nodded for what seemed like the thousandth time that day. Her body was drenched in sweat. Arnold held her hand.

'One, two, three,' she pushed with every ounce of energy stored in her. Her head spun, the blood pounded throughout her body, which had grown numb. She couldn't feel anything; she couldn't hear anything, until finally a sound broke the barrier. A small, innocent wail. She gave up as she fell forward, heaving for air. Arnold's forehead touched hers.

'She's here,' he said softly, flowing smoothly through her ears. She jerked her head up to see a tiny person in front of her. It was hers, and Arnold's. This was their baby. Helga put her hand to her mouth as tears flooded her eyes. She let out a small cry.

'Oh my god, she?' she cried. She looked over at Arnold who had tears in his eyes as well; 'she's so little.' The nurse brought her to the back of the room. Helga started to panic.

'No, where's she taking her!? Is there something wrong?' she yelled. Arnold took her panicked hand and shushed her.

'No, honey. She's just getting cleaned up. Besides, you still have another one inside of you,' he said touching her stomach. Helga sniffed, then nodded. She'd have to go through all that all over again. Then again, it all happened so quickly that she could barely remember what had just happened.

The nurse brought their little baby girl over and handed her to Helga. The baby opened her tiny little blue eyes and moaned a little. It was so precious that it made Helga cry. Arnold put his arms around both of them. The same nurse came over.

'Do you have a name for her yet?' Arnold smiled at Helga. They had flipped a coin earlier, and Helga got to name their first child. She sniffed and looked down at her newborn, her first child. It was perfect; she looked just like her name.

'Jeana Michelle,' Helga said to the nurse. Arnold smiled down at Helga.

'I love that name,' he said. She smiled back, until she had another sharp pain.

'Owww!' she whimpered, clutching Jeana close to her so she wouldn't drop her. The nurse ran over quickly and took Jeana away, so Helga could deliver the second baby. Arnold took Helga's hand.

'Here we go again,' he smiled, 'our second child,' Helga still winced in pain.

'Good, maybe you can push this one out of your vagina!' Arnold looked at her shocked for a moment. Dr. Cameron walked back over to Helga.

'Is your second child ready to come out?' she said with a smile. Helga nodded frantically as everyone took their positions.

'All right, when I say push, you push. One, two, three,' Helga clutched Arnold's hand tightly,' Push.'

Jeana had taken so much energy out of her, but she had a second child in her that wanted to come out too. Everything happened like last time, her head pounded, her blood rushed, everything spun and swirled around her, until she gave up.

She opened one eye, expecting to see her baby, but there was no baby. She panicked.

'Where is it!? Where's my second baby!? Don't tell me you dropped it on the floor!' Arnold squeezed her hand.

'The baby hasn't come out yet. It's almost out though, we can see it's head.' Helga panted, and Arnold wiped the sweat off her forehead with a small towel. He brushed a few strands of hair from her face and kissed her forehead, 'You're doing great honey, you're almost there.' Helga just panted.

'Just pull it out!' she yelled, 'just stick your hand in there and pull it out! I don't wanna push anymore!' Arnold was a little shocked by her comment, but Dr. Cameron and the nurses weren't too surprised. They had heard worse.

'Helga, you can do it,' she started to cry a little and he gave her hand another little squeeze. 'I know it's hard, but I know you can do it.' She gazed up at him, still breathing hard, but he could see the new motivation in her eyes. She smiled.

'Still my optimistic football head?' he smiled and kissed her forehead. Another pain, another contraction.

'Oh god! When will they stop!?' She screamed as the doctor got ready once again for delivery.

'Okay Helga, just one final push, and your baby will be here. I want you to put all your energy into this, okay,' Helga nodded, 'Okay, on my count. One, two, three.'

She pushed, even harder then she pushed Jeana. She could feel every ounce of her energy being put into the baby. She felt numb, and only heard Arnold and the doctor to tell her to keep going. Oh it hurt so badly, though her body felt numb. She couldn't take it. She let out an ear-piercing scream that shook the room until the next noise was a baby's wail. She gave up, and looked up. There was her second child, and it was their second baby girl.

She could feel Arnold put his arms around her from behind. He whispered in her ear, 'There she is, our second baby girl.' That made her let out a little yelp of joy. She was so beautiful; so tiny. She looked just like her sister.

'Oh god,' Helga whispered as they brought her back to be cleaned up. She turned her head to Arnold. He was crying again. She smiled. She loved him, and when he cried. He was so gorgeous, just like their newborn baby girls. They brought their new baby over, with her sister, Jeana behind her with the nurse.

'Here you go Helga, your second baby.' Dr. Cameron said as she placed their newest little girl into Helga's waiting arms. This little girl too opened her tiny blue eyes, which made Helga melt. Arnold lent over Helga.

'Hey there Jayme.' Helga looked up at Arnold. He winked at her, and she smiled at him.

I love that name,' Helga told him. He smiled and kissed her, and Jeana was brought over to them. Arnold took Jeana.

'So,' said the nurse, 'Do you have a name for this second little one?' Arnold smiled and looked at Jayme.

'Jayme Elizabeth,' he said. The nurse smiled and wrote things on the clipboard as Dr. Cameron came over, beaming at them.

'Let's get you back to the room,' she said, 'We'll try to see if there is a back way so we don't run into the press.' Arnold and Helga nodded. Helga gave Jayme to a nurse and got onto the rolling bed and pulled up the sheets of the bed that would take them to their room. The nurse gave Jayme back, and Helga patted a spot for Arnold to sit on the edge.

'C'mere,' she said. He sat down, with Jeana and another nurse wheeled them out of the delivery room. So much for going the back way. The press rushed over to where Helga and Arnold exited the delivery room and bombarded them with questions.

'Arnold, did you know your team won when you were gone?' one reporter asked.

'Helga, was it hard getting to the hospital since Arnold was playing the football game?' another asked. Dr. Cameron, who was right behind them, yelled for everyone.

'People! Clear a path! They just had two babies, let them alone for a little while!' The press cleared a path so they could easily get through. Arnold and Helga paid no attention to the crowd. They were too busy staring at the new life that lay in their arms. As they rolled by the paparazzi took pictures, but they didn't notice. They got to the room and Helga got on her won bed. Arnold sat on the end.

'Oh my God Helga, I just can't believe it,' he started as he looked up at her and at Jeana at the same time. He smiled, 'You were amazing.' She blushed and looked down at Jayme.

'So were they.' She kissed Jayme's head, 'They're so amazing.'

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'Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you,' Arnold and Helga sang, 'Happy birthday dear Jeana and Jayme, happy birthday to you!' The little one-year-olds giggled at their parent's singing. They had grown so much over a year, and boy did that year fly by quickly.

Jeana and Jayme giggled and crawled over to Helga and Arnold. They each picked up a child and Arnold 'threw' Jeana up in the air, and caught her on the way down. Jayme laughed, waving her chubby arms in the air. Jeana laughed at her sister. Arnold and Helga laughed and put their children down on the ground to play. Helga rested her head on her husband's shoulder as they watched their two children play with baby toys. Helga glanced up at the clock and noticed it was already seven thirty, and the twins hadn't been bathed yet. She jumped up quickly.

'Arnold, it's almost eight, we need to get them to bed, so they'll sleep tonight!' Arnold chuckled and got up from his spot, wrapping his arms around his loving wife.

'I love your maternal side,' he told her. She smirked and turned around, wrapping her arms around his waist.

'That's what happens when you love someone so much,' he smiled and kissed her. The twins giggled, taking their parents out of their kiss. Helga and Arnold looked over at their girls, and Arnold laughed.

'So you want to go to bed, do you?' Jayme giggled and clapped her tiny hands. Helga looked over at Jeana, who seemed a little pale. She went over and picked her up, putting her hand to her forehead.

'Are you feeling okay honey?' Helga asked worriedly at first, but Jeana's forehead didn't seem too warm. Arnold walked over to Helga and looked at Jeana.

'She looks a little pale, but its probably just a baby cold,' he said before he gave Jeana a small peck on the head. 'I think you're just a little paranoid.'

'I hope so,' was all Helga said before she picked Jayme up as well, and brought the twins upstairs for their nightly baths.

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Helga opened her eyes relentlessly. She looked over at the clock, three in the morning. She awoke from the sounds of one of the twins crying, through the baby monitors. Helga slipped out of Arnold's warm arms and put on a robe before she went to their room. She looked inside, and saw Jayme crying. She picked her up and started to rock her, and shushed her. Almost immediately, Jayme stopped crying, but a new sound was heard. Helga peered over at Jeana's crib to find the shock of her life. She placed Jayme back in her crib and picked Jeana up from hers.

As fast as she could she ran to their bedroom, as Jeana struggled to breathe, not being able to cry. Helga could tell she wanted to cry so badly, but she couldn't. She couldn't' even breathe. She flung the door open, making it crash against the wall. A startled Arnold awoke suddenly, peering up at his frantic wife.

'She's not breathing!' Helga cried. Arnold's eyes widened in terror.

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Uh oh, what's gonna happen with baby Jeana? I guess you'll have to wait and find out till chapter seven. I'll tell you one thing though, what she has is no fun. I had it when I was a baby, all the way up till I was seven. Its called croup. Well, actually, you only get croup when you're a baby, but you get another form of it, or something like that later on. You get sudden attacks, usually during the night. It's hard to explain what happens so if you want to know look it up. Sorry. In total, I've had seven 'croup' attacks. They're scary, and I didn't know what the hell was happening. You'll find out in the next chapter what's going to happen. Until then, I'm A&H4eva saying.

C ya l8ter!