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Chapter 17- Labor Pains

Three days later Jordan's POV

"Woody," I said smacking him, "Wake up! Something is wrong, OUCH!" I yelled grabbing my stomach, they say there is no pain like a contraction, they have no clue, it's so much worse.

"Jordan, are you okay?" he said half awake. I grabbed his shirt and yanked him towards me.

"DO I LOOK OKAY?" I shouted. The look of fear in his eyes was obvious, instead of being the normal sapphire blue, they were now pale. I didn't mean to yell at him, it just hurt so bad and he was the cause, well, partly. He quickly got out of bed and started to get dressed as I was withering in pain. I started to laugh, he looked at me like I'd lost my mind, I guess he didn't notice that he had put on my clothes. I couldn't say anything so I just pointed at him. He eventually looked at himself and I knew he knew what I meant because he started laughing as well. "Calm down, we have a while the first kid usually takes the longest."

"Are you implying you might do this again?" he got a slight hopeful look on his face. I didn't want to crush him so I gave him a small amount of hope. He was really like me pregnant. I must be nicer pregnant, I thought I would be so much worse. Now I had hormones.

"I'll let you know later. I not making any promises until after I had figured out how bad this id going to be." Pain ripped through me again, I tried so hard not to scream, I didn't succeed. I saw his face he looked terrified, I'm fairly sure he thought he was going to lose me over this. I still wasn't making any promises. "Are you about ready to go, because I'm about ready for an epidural."

"I thought you wanted to do this without drugs." he smirked, he was asking for it.

"Now is not the time to tease me if you want anymore posterity after this." I warned, he shut up quickly and finished getting my bag. He helped me out of the apartment and to the elevator. "Are you kidding, what if we get stuck?"

"Do you really want to take the stairs?"

"The elevator it is." We got in and our way down I crumpled into a ball, he quickly jumped down to me and held me up, well partially held me up. He stroked my back to try and calm me, it helped, a little anyways. We got to the bottom and he helped me out. Thankfully the contraction had ended by then and we made it to the car. Even more thankfully was the fact that we were still borrowing the morgue's SUV and had more room, he helped me into the back seat and I sat crosswise on the seat. He disappeared for a moment and returned with the siren from his car. He hopped in and plugged it in and we were off. Even with the siren downtown traffic still wasn't easy and if slammed on the brakes one more time he was so dead. "Woody, we would like to get there in one piece pleASE!!!" another contraction hit. "Dang it Woody, get us to the hospital and I don't care what you have to do, just get us there if you ever want to be allowed to see your kids." I think that got to him because the next thing I knew we were at the hospital entrance and he was trying to help me out of the car. "Don't touch me, don't you ever touch me again, where's the drugs, I want the drugs." a nurse came outside with a wheelchair and I promptly sat down, the relief of that chair was the best thing I had felt in hours. I could have married the nurse for that. Woody was behind he nurse that was behind me, I think a scared him off. Funny I tried to scare him off for three years and I finally succeed when I'm in labor with his children. "Ahhh," another one hit and seared through my body. I closed my eyes and tried to breath, I was not succeeding very well.

Woody ran up to me, "I'm so sorry, I love you, I'm sorry you have to do this, but just give it some time." he felt bad, I knew it, but I really wasn't very rational. He gave me his hand and I just squeezed it as hard as I could. I knew I was hurting him, I didn't mean to, it just happened.

"Prove it, make it stop."

"It will Jordan, I promise. Can we get her the epidural."

"Please, now," I was pleading, I hate begging, but it hurt so bad. Don't cry, just don't, I need to be strong, they need me to be strong. "It's okay kids, mom is going to be find and so are both of you." I whispered towards my belly. Woody smiled at me. We finally got to the room and they put me into the bed, thankfully the anesthesiologist was already waiting, they rolled me onto my side."

"Okay Jordan, we're going to give you a quick shot to numb the area and then we'll insert the epidural. Are you okay?" I nodded, I felt the small puncture of the first needle, Woody was sitting in a chair still holding my hands with a pained expression on his face. I knew he felt bad, but he had no idea how I felt. "Oh that feels so much better." I breathed out. I was beginning to relax. "This is wonderful, I can't believe I ever considered doing this another way, Woody thank you, this feels so much better." it was the closest I felt to being drunk in many months. I was so woozy. It was amazing, note to self drugs can be a very good thing. "Woody, I love you, I'm sorry, it just hurt so bad, don't leave me, please I'm sorry I was so mean." I was crying by now.

"It's okay, we're fine. Just relax." he was massaging little circles on my back trying to help me calm down.

"Woody, have you called Garret yet? He needs to know, if dad can't be here, I want him here." he kissed my forehead and walked out of the room to make the call.

Garret's POV

Ring, ring.

"Macy."

"Hey, Garret, we are at the hospital, Jordan's in labor, she is moving a little faster than usual, but she is okay. Once they gave her the epidural she was on cloud nine, she wants you here."

"I'll be there is soon as I can, give her our best."

At the morgue

"Nigel,"

"What?"

"Is Max in yet? Jordan's the hospital, she's in labor."

"Ya, his flight just got in I was headed out to go pick him up. I'll just take him straight to the hospital. See ya there."

"Bye, and thanks."

Twenty minutes later at the airport, Nigel's POV

"Max, Max, over here. We've got to go."

"Is something wrong?"

"Sort of, Jordan's at the hospital, we need to get you over that ASAP." I guided Max through the airport to the car. We got in and headed to the hospital.

Meanwhile at the hospital Woody's POV

They say she's about ready and Max isn't here, Geez Max, where are you, Jordan needs you, we all need you.

"Okay Jordan, we need to slow down the epidural, your moving much faster than we thought you would, the first baby is just about ready and we need you to be able to push. We'll keep you hooked up because there is generally a wider space of time between births with fraternal twins. Everything is going to be okay, but you feel some pain, but it shouldn't be as bad as before. Are you going to be okay." she looked frightened.

"Do I really have a choice?" now she was trying to be brave.

"Not much."

"In which case we are as ready as we are going to be. Let's get this show on the row." and now she was almost succeeding, I could see the fear in her eyes, but her body was amazingly calm and her breathing was much more even than it had been. Things were going to be okay. She was glowing, I'd always heard of the saying, but for the first time I was experiencing it. She never ceased to amaze me. Garret was outside and I'd been giving him updates, he knew we were about there, he almost looked more worried than I did.

Meanwhile downstairs, Max's POV

"Nigel, why are we heading up to the maternity ward?" this was just one place I didn't expect to see Jordan, maybe she was there for someone else.

"I'll let Jordan tell you when we get there, but come on we need to hurry." the elevator was moving way too slowly, Nigel was making just making me more and more uncomfortable. Not that he wasn't always cryptic, but this was a little worse than usual. He practically yanked me out of the elevator and towards the waiting area and towards Garret. "How's our girl doing?"

"She's been better, but she is handling I much better than I thought she would."

"Hey, does someone what to let me know what's going on with my Jordan?" these people were acting like they were on pins and needles.

"One sec," Garret walked over to the nearest door and knocked a few time, the door cracked open.

"Garret, what's going on?" Woody asked, he was wearing scrubs, things just kept getting weirder. Next thing I knew he was standing next to me and talking a mile a minute, I didn't understand much, but I did make out the words, Jordan, pregnant, and birth. I ran to room and threw open the door.

"Dad, aaahhhhhhh."