AN: I decided to go ahead and start this new chapter before I leave... so you
guys are lucky! Heh! This is MJ's 9th month...I'm so lazy...but oh well...Oh my
god! I got this book called Mary Jane and it's about Mary Jane in high
school with Peter and Harry! I can't wait to start it!
MJ's belly had grown large. She couldn't see her feet, but somehow, they ached along with her back and bladder. Peter couldn't wait until MJ had the babies. He was sick of cleaning out the nasty litter box and having to cook.
The young couple was sitting on the couch watching TV for a rare moment of peace in their bedroom. MJ was lying down next to Peter while he put his hand on her stomach, feeling the baby move around. Kitten laid at the foot of the bed purring away. MJ winced slightly. She'd been having small contractions all day, but then again, she had been having them ever since the week before. Peter reached for her hand.
MJ: Damn it! Three's Company is on!
She muted it before the theme song came on .
MJ: Ah!
She clutched her stomach and gasped in pain.
Peter: Ack! It's happening! Where's the timer?!
He shot some web out and grabbed the timer off of the top of the TV. He clicked it on. MJ panted as her stomach relaxed. Ten minutes later, she tensed up again. The intervals got shorter and shorter until they were 7 minutes apart. Peter called the doctor.
Peter: Dr. Todd?! This is Peter Parker. MJ's contractions are 7 minutes apart. Should we get to the hospital?
Dr. Todd: Yes, I'll be there soon.
They hung up. Peter grabbed MJ's packed bag from their closet and got her jacket. They walked out the door to the car and drove quickly to the hospital. When they got there, a nurse wheeled MJ back to a room and put her in a hospital gown and a large bed with two odd platforms that looked like the could slide around. The nurse covered her with a blanket and waited until she had a contraction to start the timer. Peter grabbed her hand.
MJ: OW! AH! AHG! SHIT!
She squeezed his hand tightly. Peter winced. She was crushing it to pieces. The contraction stopped. The nurse asked MJ to put her feet up on the platforms. The nurse went under the blanket and fiddled around (AN: I know it sounds really wrong, but it was quite needed) with something. She came back up and left the room.
MJ: Peter, I'm really scared.
Peter: Don't worry, you'll be fine. I'm right here. And I have the stress ball.
He pulled a small yellow ball from her bag. It had a goofy happy face on it. MJ took it in her hands and gently squished it between them.
MJ: Are you going to pass out?
Peter: I don't know, it depends on what I'm looking at.
MJ: Well lots of fathers pass out...But are you too manly to?
Peter: I'm really not sure!
They both sighed as Dr. Todd came in.
Dr. Todd: Hi MJ! How are you?
MJ: Fine now, but when there's a contraction, I'll be screaming.
Dr. Todd: Yeah, I heard that down the hall. Let me check to see how you're doing...
He kneeled under the blanket and came back up.
Dr. Todd: It's going to be a while...You can sit for a while and do something until I come to check on you. I have a buzzer if you need a nurse. Paula is here if you need her.
He gestured towards a woman in scrubs and white sneakers. He left the room slowly.
MJ: God my back hurts...
Peter: Do you want a massage?
MJ: That would be nice...
MJ turned and Peter gently massaged her back.
MJ: Ah...that's better.
They sat in silence. Peter handed MJ her bag as she read and wrote stuff down. It went on for 9 hours, mixed with contractions.
MJ: God, at first I thought this wasn't going to take—Ah!
She grabbed for Peter's hand. Paula the nurse rushed over and clicked on the timer. Peter whimpered at his hand being massacred. Paula pressed a button on the wall. Dr. Todd came rushing in. Peter noticed the alarm in MJ's face. Her stomach stopped tensing up, but for only thirty seconds.
Dr. Todd: Get ready to push okay?
He sat on a stool and removed the blanket, replacing it with some sort of medical tissue. MJ screamed.
Dr. Todd: Please stop screaming...you need your energy in your abdomen...
MJ: What the fuck do you mean stop screaming?! I'm having three damn babies! How would you like it if you had to shit out a watermelon from your dick?! Answer me bitch!
Peter: Calm down MJ...He's not going to kill you...
Peter had to admit that he wasn't exactly calm either. MJ seemed like if she wasn't in so much pain, she'd jump up and stab Dr. Todd.
Dr. Todd: Just push...
MJ squeezed Peter's hand tightly and pushed hard. After huffing and puffing for 10 minutes, their first baby came out.
Dr. Todd: It's a girl!
MJ panted and tensed up again. She pushed again, screaming curse words like a person on the old "Jerry Springer". The next baby's head poked out.
Dr. Todd: This is truly the miracle of life Peter! Would you like a look?
Peter: Sure...
He traded his hand that MJ was holding for the goofy stress ball. He quickly walked to the area where Dr. Todd was sitting. Dr. Todd lifted the sheet. Peter took one look and passed out cold on the floor. An extra nurse pulled him out of the way and dumped some cold water on his face. He woke up to see his second child being born.
Dr. Todd: This one's a boy...
All of a sudden, the baby peed on Dr. Todd's chest as he passed their boy to a nurse.
Dr. Todd: Last one... Keep pushing...
MJ: Ahg! FUCK NATURE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Peter: It's okay MJ! Just...just...
Peter passed out on the floor again. A nurse slapped him hard in the face. He woke up and slowly returned to MJ's side. He held her hand tightly as he wiped the sweat off of her forehead with a towel with his other hand. MJ grunted like a pig and gasped. The baby was now in Dr. Todd's arms. Peter gave MJ a big kiss on the forehead.
Peter: Great job MJ! I love you!
MJ: I love you too Peter...
They watched as the nurses put small baby bracelets on their children. MJ slowly closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep. However, her sleep wasn't long lasting, as the nurses handed them their kids. The two girls had pink blankets and the boy had a blue one.
MJ: Which girl should be Daveigh Nicole?
Peter picked up the biggest baby girl.
Peter: She should...
MJ: So this little gal in my arms is Lauren May...and here's Ben...
Nurse: Excuse me ma'am, but we have to check your babies out in the nursery. Have you chosen names for them?
MJ: Uh, yes.
MJ told the nurse the babies' names as she wrote them down on some sheet of paper. The nurse took the babies with her as another nurse unfolded a wheelchair for MJ to sit in as she wheeled her to the viewing window. Peter followed them as they watched a nurse place the triplets in separate beds labeled "Parker".
MJ: They're beautiful...
Each child had flaming red hair and blue eyes, but the largest girl, Daveigh, had a small birthmark shaped like a heart on her cheek and the boy, Ben, had a pale birthmark across where his hairline should be. Lauren smiled a toothless grin as the nurse tucked her in.
Peter: They are...just like you...
He gave her a kiss on the top of her head. MJ wondered what was going to happen in the months and years to come. Would be annoying at two? Would they hate her when they turned fourteen? She sighed, putting on a smile, hoping that it would all be worth it.
AN: Ha! Ha! I got another chapter in! But I really need to go so be a good person and give me a good review! Bye!
MJ's belly had grown large. She couldn't see her feet, but somehow, they ached along with her back and bladder. Peter couldn't wait until MJ had the babies. He was sick of cleaning out the nasty litter box and having to cook.
The young couple was sitting on the couch watching TV for a rare moment of peace in their bedroom. MJ was lying down next to Peter while he put his hand on her stomach, feeling the baby move around. Kitten laid at the foot of the bed purring away. MJ winced slightly. She'd been having small contractions all day, but then again, she had been having them ever since the week before. Peter reached for her hand.
MJ: Damn it! Three's Company is on!
She muted it before the theme song came on .
MJ: Ah!
She clutched her stomach and gasped in pain.
Peter: Ack! It's happening! Where's the timer?!
He shot some web out and grabbed the timer off of the top of the TV. He clicked it on. MJ panted as her stomach relaxed. Ten minutes later, she tensed up again. The intervals got shorter and shorter until they were 7 minutes apart. Peter called the doctor.
Peter: Dr. Todd?! This is Peter Parker. MJ's contractions are 7 minutes apart. Should we get to the hospital?
Dr. Todd: Yes, I'll be there soon.
They hung up. Peter grabbed MJ's packed bag from their closet and got her jacket. They walked out the door to the car and drove quickly to the hospital. When they got there, a nurse wheeled MJ back to a room and put her in a hospital gown and a large bed with two odd platforms that looked like the could slide around. The nurse covered her with a blanket and waited until she had a contraction to start the timer. Peter grabbed her hand.
MJ: OW! AH! AHG! SHIT!
She squeezed his hand tightly. Peter winced. She was crushing it to pieces. The contraction stopped. The nurse asked MJ to put her feet up on the platforms. The nurse went under the blanket and fiddled around (AN: I know it sounds really wrong, but it was quite needed) with something. She came back up and left the room.
MJ: Peter, I'm really scared.
Peter: Don't worry, you'll be fine. I'm right here. And I have the stress ball.
He pulled a small yellow ball from her bag. It had a goofy happy face on it. MJ took it in her hands and gently squished it between them.
MJ: Are you going to pass out?
Peter: I don't know, it depends on what I'm looking at.
MJ: Well lots of fathers pass out...But are you too manly to?
Peter: I'm really not sure!
They both sighed as Dr. Todd came in.
Dr. Todd: Hi MJ! How are you?
MJ: Fine now, but when there's a contraction, I'll be screaming.
Dr. Todd: Yeah, I heard that down the hall. Let me check to see how you're doing...
He kneeled under the blanket and came back up.
Dr. Todd: It's going to be a while...You can sit for a while and do something until I come to check on you. I have a buzzer if you need a nurse. Paula is here if you need her.
He gestured towards a woman in scrubs and white sneakers. He left the room slowly.
MJ: God my back hurts...
Peter: Do you want a massage?
MJ: That would be nice...
MJ turned and Peter gently massaged her back.
MJ: Ah...that's better.
They sat in silence. Peter handed MJ her bag as she read and wrote stuff down. It went on for 9 hours, mixed with contractions.
MJ: God, at first I thought this wasn't going to take—Ah!
She grabbed for Peter's hand. Paula the nurse rushed over and clicked on the timer. Peter whimpered at his hand being massacred. Paula pressed a button on the wall. Dr. Todd came rushing in. Peter noticed the alarm in MJ's face. Her stomach stopped tensing up, but for only thirty seconds.
Dr. Todd: Get ready to push okay?
He sat on a stool and removed the blanket, replacing it with some sort of medical tissue. MJ screamed.
Dr. Todd: Please stop screaming...you need your energy in your abdomen...
MJ: What the fuck do you mean stop screaming?! I'm having three damn babies! How would you like it if you had to shit out a watermelon from your dick?! Answer me bitch!
Peter: Calm down MJ...He's not going to kill you...
Peter had to admit that he wasn't exactly calm either. MJ seemed like if she wasn't in so much pain, she'd jump up and stab Dr. Todd.
Dr. Todd: Just push...
MJ squeezed Peter's hand tightly and pushed hard. After huffing and puffing for 10 minutes, their first baby came out.
Dr. Todd: It's a girl!
MJ panted and tensed up again. She pushed again, screaming curse words like a person on the old "Jerry Springer". The next baby's head poked out.
Dr. Todd: This is truly the miracle of life Peter! Would you like a look?
Peter: Sure...
He traded his hand that MJ was holding for the goofy stress ball. He quickly walked to the area where Dr. Todd was sitting. Dr. Todd lifted the sheet. Peter took one look and passed out cold on the floor. An extra nurse pulled him out of the way and dumped some cold water on his face. He woke up to see his second child being born.
Dr. Todd: This one's a boy...
All of a sudden, the baby peed on Dr. Todd's chest as he passed their boy to a nurse.
Dr. Todd: Last one... Keep pushing...
MJ: Ahg! FUCK NATURE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Peter: It's okay MJ! Just...just...
Peter passed out on the floor again. A nurse slapped him hard in the face. He woke up and slowly returned to MJ's side. He held her hand tightly as he wiped the sweat off of her forehead with a towel with his other hand. MJ grunted like a pig and gasped. The baby was now in Dr. Todd's arms. Peter gave MJ a big kiss on the forehead.
Peter: Great job MJ! I love you!
MJ: I love you too Peter...
They watched as the nurses put small baby bracelets on their children. MJ slowly closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep. However, her sleep wasn't long lasting, as the nurses handed them their kids. The two girls had pink blankets and the boy had a blue one.
MJ: Which girl should be Daveigh Nicole?
Peter picked up the biggest baby girl.
Peter: She should...
MJ: So this little gal in my arms is Lauren May...and here's Ben...
Nurse: Excuse me ma'am, but we have to check your babies out in the nursery. Have you chosen names for them?
MJ: Uh, yes.
MJ told the nurse the babies' names as she wrote them down on some sheet of paper. The nurse took the babies with her as another nurse unfolded a wheelchair for MJ to sit in as she wheeled her to the viewing window. Peter followed them as they watched a nurse place the triplets in separate beds labeled "Parker".
MJ: They're beautiful...
Each child had flaming red hair and blue eyes, but the largest girl, Daveigh, had a small birthmark shaped like a heart on her cheek and the boy, Ben, had a pale birthmark across where his hairline should be. Lauren smiled a toothless grin as the nurse tucked her in.
Peter: They are...just like you...
He gave her a kiss on the top of her head. MJ wondered what was going to happen in the months and years to come. Would be annoying at two? Would they hate her when they turned fourteen? She sighed, putting on a smile, hoping that it would all be worth it.
AN: Ha! Ha! I got another chapter in! But I really need to go so be a good person and give me a good review! Bye!