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Sorry this took so long to get up, I wanted to make sure it was right. There are still some things I"m questioning, we'll see. I know there are some inaccuracies regarding the births, but it would have taken too long to go over everything, so please forgive me.

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Chapter18- The Birth

Jordan POV-

"Dad, how did you get here?" He was walking over to me. The contraction stopped and my body relaxed. Not that I wasn't completely thrilled to see him, I just wasn't expecting it.

"Jordan, of the next contraction we're going to have you push okay?"

"Okay, were's Woody? I need him." and I wanted him. He was my eternal support.

"I'll go get him sweetheart." Dad left the room and returned a few seconds later with a sheepishly looking Woody.

"I can't believe you did that, come here." I said grabbing his hand, "I love you, you know that right? Thank you, thank you so much." He leaned over and kissed the top of my head. The sweetest thing he could do at that time, not to mention if he did anymore I may have killed him. I did not have any desire to go through this again anytime soon.

"I know. I love you too, you are going to be fine, you can do this." I looked into his eyes and they were so strong. They gave me the strength I needed to do this.

"Kids I hope your ready, because the opening act is about to begin. Okay Jordan, I'm going to count to five and then your going to push down for ten seconds then relax and repeat." I was okay, up until now that is, now I was scared and Woody looked about the same. We knew we were having the babies, but I think it really hit us both right then. We were going to be responsible for two small lives. I never thought I would be responsible for one let alone two. "Okay Jordan, I need you to push, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, and breathe, okay again, push, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, and breathe, okay that contraction is over give us a minute and we'll go again." even with all the drugs they pumped into me this still hurt. I was very used to emotional trauma not the physical.

"Jo, you okay."

"As much as I can be."

"Ready? And push 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10 and breathe in and push, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10. I can see the head." I smiled, almost one down, one to go, almost, "Jordan one more push and then your done with this one, breath in and 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10."

"Waahhh." She screamed, definitely my daughter, had to let everyone know when she entered the room, they placed her baby on my still large stomach. The feeling was indescribable, I was so happy. They quickly let Woody cut the cord and placed the baby in his arms, now he was practically glowing, I could see the tears glistening in his eyes. The smile I remembered from the first time I met him reappeared on his face, it has been so long since I've seen him that happy.

"Jord, she's beautiful, she looks just like you dark hair and all," he placed her in my arms for a brief hug before. They took the baby away to weigh and measure her.

"6 pounds, 7 ounces, 20 inches long" the nurse announced. I was shocked, 'how did I fit two of those in here?' I thought touching my once again tensed up stomach They cleaned her up and gave her back to Woody who in turn placed her in my awaiting arms.

"She has your eyes." I smiled and quickly handed him back the baby as another contraction hit. Dad just stood in the corner watching with a smile on his face, as far as I knew he had never seen a birth, when I was born men weren't aloud in the room. Woody walked towards him with the baby and placed our little Emily in his arms, "Max, please meet Emily Marie Hoyt." I could see the silent tears falling down his cheeks. I knew he always wanted grandchildren and I was so glad he was here for this.

The contractions had slowed by know, they told me that there is generally a little while between births of fraternal twins. "Woody, go tell Garret and the rest of the gang, but then you better hurry back because if you miss round two, there will never be a round three, got it?" He nodded and quickly ran out of the room.

Woody's POV

"Hey guys," they were all looking at me expectantly.

"Well..." Shot out Nigel, "what's going on?"

"I have a daughter."I was trying to hold off a little while longer, but it practically jumped out of my mouth. "She's 6 pounds, 7 ounces, 20 inches long." I said repeating the nurse exactly. "She's beautiful, she looks just like Jordan."

"I hope for your sake she's easier to take care of." Garret replied with a smile spreading across his face. Other than Max he was the only here who really knew how it felt to be dad. I hoped my luck was better than his. "Dad, you better get back in there before she wants to kill you for leaving her alone."

"She's not alone, Max is in there and so is Emily, the baby. I kinda wanted to give them a few minutes to talk, she really needs to update him on the last few months."

"Probably a good idea, on the plus side it's not like he can kill you, you're the father of his grandchildren."

"Thanks Gar." he patted me on the back as I left to go back to the room

Meanwhile inside, Jordan's POV

"Hey dad. How are you? What have you been up to?" I said trying to avoid the obvious situation I was in.

"Good, I'd ask you, but I think I already know. So when did you and Woody get together and why didn't I know?"

"We tried to find you, I wanted you here. I wanted you to know your grandchildren." I was starting to cry, I was so determined not to cry, didn't succeed. I started balling, my dad held me as I held Emily, another contraction hit and he rocked us and picked Emily out of my arms.

"I love you Jordan, we can talk later, I think you're a little busy right now." he smiled at me. I was afraid of how he was going to act. He was much better than I thought he would be. "I'm going to go get Woody and let you two do this alone this time. I'll put Em in the basinet, okay?"

I nodded, he kissed my head and left. Woody crept his head through the door.

"How's it goin'? Max didn't look too mad, in fact not at all. I half thought he was going to beat me up for knocking up his daughter."

"You know he's not that bad."

"But he is Irish." he was smiling as he said it. I knew he was joking, but depending on what mood dad was in it may not have been too funny.

"Sorry to interrupt, but we still have one kid in there that wants that out, and it appears sooner rather than later. You ready to go again?" He said looking at me. I nodded. They had given me some more drugs so I was fine now, but then I remembered they lower the drugs again when I have to push, dang it.

"Guess I don't have much of a choice." I curled back up assuming the not so comfortable position, Woody was tucked behind my back helping to hold me in the upright position.

"Okay Jordan, here comes a contraction ready....Push and.. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, and relax." I breathed in and out heavily, this time it seemed harder than before.

"This hurts, it's worse." I was worried.

"Your okay, it's because it is the second time, bodies aren't used to doing this consecutively you'll be fine, ready and push... 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10 and relax. The contraction is over, but you are progressing well, after the next contraction we should be meeting your son." Woody smiled.

"It's coming."

"Okay, on three I want you to push... 1, 2, 3 and push 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, breath in and out and one more deep breath in and push 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10. Okay just one more, I can see the head."

"You said one more last time. Grrrrrrr." I don't know how Woody could stand to look at me anymore. I know my face was completely contorted and I looked awful. He looked great, he always looked great.

Woody's POV

I have never seen such a beautiful sight in my entire life. Jordan was glowing, her hair was wet and she looked so tired, I wished I could have helped her. I kissed the top of her head "You can do this, your doing great almost done," I whispered into her ear. "Just push," she curled up even tighter and pushed. The doctor motioned for me to come to the end of the bed. At first is was worried, but I obeyed and slowly approached the end of the bed. I could see he top of a very hairy head. My son. "Jordan one more, I see his head" she pushed.

"Whaa, aaaa, aaaa, whaaa." my son. They placed him on Jordan's stomach, he was curled up in ball screaming. I was so glad to hear those cries. They meant he was fine, both of them were fine.

"He has your eyes."

"Come here papa, you need to cut the cord." I reached over and snipped the cord and kissed his head. They cleaned him up and weighed him, 6 pounds 4 ounces, 19 ½ inches long they announced and handed him back to me. I went and picked up Emily and walked over to Jordan. She was suddenly alert, she looked up at me expectantly as I placed both of our children in her arms, she was crying, as was I. Everything finally felt right. Jordan reached up and kissed me. It was short, but sweet. The nurses were cleaning her, but to us time stood still. When they finished she asked me to go get everyone. I opened the door to see several faces staring back at me, I signaled for them to come in and practically got ran over as they pushed their way through the doorway. It was then that I noticed that Renee was here and was hand in hand with Garret. She should be here, she did name our son and I had to agree I really like the name

"I would like you to meet Emily Marie and Jackson Evan Hoyt." Jordan announced happily.

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