Abby, Thomas, and Nappy made their way quickly to the bedroom where John was still holding Sarah's hand tightly. Sarah moaned loudly as another contraction came to her. "It's all right, Sarah, we're all here," she said. "Nappy, watch the clock, keep track of the contractions, Thomas, hold Sarah's hand while I set up the blankets and pillows."
"And I'll go get James," John said, getting up and reaching for his coat."
"He's with Alexander Hamilton..." Sarah gasped.
"I know where his house is, it's alright, Sarah, lay down, I'll go get him," He said, kissing his wife and going out the door for his horse. John Quincy came into the bedroom with a doctor next to him and Henri right behind him.
"Mother, I brought the doctor!"
"Nearly ran into me while bringing im!"
"Wonderful, thank you for coming out so late, I apologise if we've woken you up.."
"Quite all right, Mrs. Adams, babies don't have any sense of the time, I always say," he looked toward Sarah. "Hello,Mrs. Hiller, correct?"
"Correct, Doctor," Mrs. Adams said . Sarah then screamed in pain. "Contraction! It's all right, dear..Nappy, Thomas, how far apart are they?"
"Uh..about three feet,"Henri said nervously.
"No! I meant the contractions!"
"They're about ten minutes apart, Mother," Nappy said.
"Ten minutes..TEN MINUTES!! Sacre Blu, Mrs. Adams, do you know what this means...what does it mean?" Henri asked.
"It means the baby's on it's way here!"
"Sacre blu..all right, I go get er parents, I go get em," Henri stuttered as he ran out of the door, pausing only to grab an apple and bite into it on the way to the horses.
A little while later, Henri approached the house of Sarah's parents. He dismounted quickly and tied the horse to a post before he burst through the door. There he found Mr. Phillips having a very engrosing conversation with another man in the room. "I have asked you again, how soon can it be until you're able to fix those stables outside? I don't trust that door, it's too
loose."
"Well...as a rough estimate..I might have to charge you double the price I normally charge for such a serious job."
"DOUBLE?! You have Already bled me dry, I'm not paying you another cent!"Just then the horses outside whinnied wildly. "So..how muchy was that again?" he asked quickly, only than noticing Henri standing there. "Oh, Henri, hello, come in!"
"Mr. Phillips..quick.....Sarah..labor..you ave to come.." he tried to explain out of breath.
"Henri, slow down!" he instructed gentily.
"Dear, who is that?" his wife said, coming down the stairs sleepily, holding a candle. "Oh, helo, Henri."
"Elo, Mrs. Phillips..ave to come with me."
"What is he saying, Dear?"
"I don't really know, he came in here al out of breath."
She then looked alarmed. "Henri..is something wrong with Sarah?" Samuel's eyes then grew wide at this. Henri nodded quickly.
"Sarah..she is in labor! Went into labor right now, you ave to come!!"
Samuel breathed a sigh of relief. "Wel now..if that's all that's...LABOR?!" he said.
"Oui, right now!"
"Oh my Lord...Elizabeth, quick, get the bag from the bedroom!!" He jumped up and grabbed the coat from his rack next to the door. Elizabeth nodded a bit tearfully and raced upstairs to find it. Samuel raced up after her.
"Oh, Lord, Sarah..James..having a baby..."Henri said, pacing back and forth..nearly running over the worker. "Who are you?" he asked.
"I'm the handyman," he explained. "I'm here to fix the stables."
Henri looked at him standing right in the middle of the room, doing nothing. "You're doing a nice job," he said. Lady Phillips decended the staircase carrying a huge bag in her arms.
"Al right, I think IO do have everything..let's see....the baby blanket I just got finished knitting, baby clothes, pillows, sweetments, her old rag doll to hold and a bottle of wine."
"Where are you going, on a vacation?" the handyman asked.
Elizabeth ignored him as her husband came down after her, running in all dorections at once.
"I want you to do everything in your power to fix the stables..my daughter is going to have a baby!!" Samuel said, running out the door along with Elizabeth.
"Ey, wait for me!!" Henri said, rushing out to join them.
In the house of Alexander Hamilton, James stared outside his window, restless beyond his wildest dreams and unable to sleep, for once not out of excitement. Ever since he had left Sarah he had had a combination inside of him of both anticipation and deep worry. He only prayed she was alright..but something deep down inside of him tonight felt different. He knew he had to stay for the next part of the meeting but deep down inside he wished he didn't have to. He wanted to rush right outside and jump upon his horse that very minute and go straight to the Adams's. He'd give anything to be with Sarah right now. He jumped as the door to the bedroom opened slowly and Alexander Hamilton came in, smiling smugly. "In order for you to get a decent night sleep, you must forst get into your bedclothes, then get into the bed itself," he smiled.
James returned the smile slowly. "Sorry, Mr, Hamilton, I just can't sleep at all tonight. I keep thinking about Sarah..I know she's been on my mind since we left..but tonight I can't stop thinking, .worrying..I can't stop thionking that today I should be there with her." As if he were forteling the future, suddenly there was an urgent knock on the door. Mr. Hamilton went dowstairs. "Now, who could that be?" James followed. He opened the door to find John Adams standing there, out of breath. "Why, Mr. Adams, this is a surprise!"
"Very sorry to wake you up at this hour, Mr. Hamilton..may I see James?"
James came rushing down the stairs. "Yes, sir?"
"James, I need you to come with me right now."
James looked at him alarmed when he saw the breathless and hurried look in his face. What is it? Mr. Adams..is something wrong..what's happened to Sarah?!"
"Nothing, James..exceptfor the fact that she's in labor."
"She's..SHE'S IN LABOR?! THGIS IS IT..NOW?!"
"Now, James..if you want to see your child, James, we better get going!"
"Yes..yess..oh my God..oh my God..I'm coming.." Jams raced right upstairs for his bag.
John Adams paced up and down the hallway. "Abby and I planned for everything, every considerable thing..yet., we never expected Sarah to go into labor right in OUR OWN HOUSE!!"
"That's the one most people over look," Hamilton said, trying to make a joke. Jus then the dor opened and Hamilton's neighbor raced in'
"Good gracious, what on Earth is going on here, I can hear you from the house."'
"Very sorry to wake you up," Hmailton said. "But my houseguest's wife just went into labor."
"Oh...is that all...SOMEONE WENT INTO LABOTR?! God gracious.." he noticed John Adams. "Who are you?"
"Don't you recognise him?!" Hamilton said. "This is the Vice-President, Mr. Adams!"
"Uh..shouldn't he be a doctor?"
"I'm npot here to deliver a baby, I'm here to take him to my house."
"Oh..than..where's his wife?"
"His wife is down at Mr. Adams's house..that's wherew we all are heading now. Could you please watch the house while we're gone?"
"Oh of course, of course!" Just them James ran down the stairs carrying his coat.
"Hurry, hurry, let's go!" He nearly ran into the front door until Mr. Adams opened it for him and they raced for his hourse.
"Wait, wait, we'll take my carriage, it's bigger," he said as he raced for the stable. James and Mr. Adams followed.