Disclaimer: I don't own these characters. If I did then Passions would have
some passion and Beth would be in a mental ward.
Nurse Christina Jones was busy sorting through paperwork when a large group of people came running into the hospital reception area. The oldest of the group obviously the mother, came running up to the desk. "May I help you?" Christina asked.
"Yes, I am looking for my daughter. Theresa Crane. Where is she? I have to find my daughter. Where is my daughter?" Pilar practically yelled at her.
"Ma'ma if you would just calm down and tell me her name again, I will try and help you." Christina stated.
"I just told you. Theresa Crane. Now tell me where my daughter is? My god, how incompetent are you? Can you please just type her name into the computer and look for her? " Pilar yelled.
"Mama, calm down. Yelling at the nurse will not help us find Theresa faster." Pushing Pilar towards a very pregnant Sheridan, and Whitney, Luis turned back to the nurse. "I apologize about my mother. We just got a call from my brother-in-law, who said that my sister had a very bad fall down a flight of stairs, and that she was brought here. Her name is Theresa Marie Crane and she is four months pregnant. We would really appreciate it if you could help us find out what floor she is on or what room she is in. Could you help us?"
Smiling sweetly at the man, Christina felt herself blush from the tips of her toes to the top of her head. * God is he cute. * Glancing at his left hand she was disappointed to see the solid gold wedding ring on his finger, and looking at the group she saw the pregnant blond glaring at her. * Damn. Married. * Typing Theresa's name into the computer, she immediately found her. "Yes, I can help you. Your sister is in curtain one. Your brother-in- law is with her. It is down this hall, take a right at the first hall towards the cafeteria, then another right at the first hallway you come to, then it is the last door on the right." Christina watched as the group fled down the hall and sighed to herself. * That girl must be really special to have that many people care about her. It must be nice. * Practically running down the hall, Pilar was the first to notice Fox sitting outside the room, in one of the plastic orange chairs with his head in his hands.
"Fox!" Pilar yelled and sprinted down the hall. When she reached him she was almost out of breath. "What happened?" Jumping up Fox immediately hugged Pilar and then everyone else.
"I have no idea what happened. She had gone downstairs to get something for us to eat. She said she would only be about five minutes. When she didn't come back, I walked out of our bedroom to find her, that's when I heard a scream and rushed to the stairs and saw her falling down them." As Fox finished Gwen, Ethan, Rebecca, Julian and Ivy came strolling down the hall and joined the group. "Ethan you were standing there. Did you see anything? What happened?"
"I have no idea. One minute she was standing there the next she was falling." "Did you try and catch her?"
"How could I? It all happened so fast." * Why does he care? It's not as if he actually loves her. No one can love her like I love her. She is my Theresa. She loves me. Not Fox. She loves me and she will come back to me. *
"How is she doing Fox?" Gwen questioned.
"I don't know. No one has told me anything and the doctors' won't let me see her just yet. They are still working on her. I can't lose her or my baby. She is my life. Why hasn't someone come to talk to me yet?" Just as Fox said that Eve walked out of Theresa's room and up behind Fox.
"Fox." Spinning around Fox was relieved to see Eve and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Dr. Russell how is my wife and my baby?"
"They are stable right now. I have the baby on a fetal monitor. Theresa is in serious condition and still unconscious. You can all see her just one at a time. But I must tell you that when she wakes up, it is most likely that she will not remember what happened. If she doesn't remember, her memory may come back all at once, in flashes, or not at all. Something may trigger her memory. I don't really know a lot of how or when or if her memory will come back. But I am keeping a close eye on the baby's heartbeat and when she wakes up, she must above all things remain calm. If her stress level, and blood pressure get any higher then the baby will be in serious trouble. I may have to perform a caesarean if the baby becomes in danger. I will have that baby out in a blink of an eye if there is any sign of danger. Fox, you can see her now." As Fox walked into the room, he saw Theresa with her eyes closed, the heart monitor for her and the fetal monitor beeping steadily. "Here you can sit here. Just talk to her."
Plopping down in the chair, Fox pulled her left hand into his carefully avoiding the IV in her hand. Leaning down he kissed her platinum wedding ring and then lightly began to stroke the upper side of her hand.
"Resa, honey it's Nicholas. I was just thinking about the day I proposed to you. It was four months after Gwen and Ethan's wedding. You were actually happy for them and I didn't understand your sudden change of heart. That's when you told me that when Ethan proposed in front of you and Gwen said yes, you vowed that if they actually went through with the wedding that you would move on and find happiness. And you did. You had fallen in love and didn't even realize it. But you didn't want to say anything because you thought he would think he was just second best to you and that you were just on the rebound. As soon as I heard you say second best I knew that you were talking about me. You went to work and when you got home there was a path of roses leading to your bedroom. Your mother had let me fix up the house while you were at work. Everyone knew that I was going to propose. They were all so excited. They almost spoiled the surprise. Whitney wanted to tell you so many times. And she almost did. She told me that you had wanted to go home early that day but she lied to you and said she need you for something. You believed her and it was just enough time for me to do everything I needed to do. When you walked into your room carrying your shoes in one hand and your briefcase in the other, I was on one knee holding a platinum heart shaped diamond ring in my hand. I told you that I had loved you since I first met you. That you had taught me how to love; that you were the only one that loved me. I ask you to marry me and make me the happiest man alive. You started to cry and jumped in my arms and started kissing me. We were so happy. Then Grandfather welcomed you into the family, we were shocked. But then he flew us out to Spain to get married. We thought that it was going to be a simple wedding with just Grandfather and us but when we got there, your entire family was there including Paloma. He had flown everyone out there just for our wedding. Grandfather told you that you made him want to change. You were so happy and loved with all of you heart and even though you had gone through so much, you still had so much love to give. He made a promise to you that day that he was going to change and make up for the terrible things that he had done. The wedding was perfect. All paid for by Grandfather. Everything even the wedding dress and bridesmaid dresses. Luis walked you down the aisle. You were so beautiful. Whitney, Paloma and Charity were your bridesmaid. Your dress was amazing and you were amazing in it. It was a princess gown that touched the floor when you were in heels. The bodice was laced up the back and the front was low cut with tiny pearl flowers sewn here and there on it, it fell slightly off your shoulders. You had a small tiara with the veil attached. The veil was the longest of all. It was cathedral length and had big fabric flowers sewn on the hem. When you were walking towards me, I couldn't believe that I was so luck that you wanted to marry me. I couldn't believe that someone so amazing loved me. After the wedding Grandfather flew us to Ireland for our honeymoon and two months later you told me that we were pregnant. Resa, you have to wake up for me. Open those beautiful eyes for me. I can't lose you. I love you too damn much." Laying his head down next to her, he was soon asleep still clutching her hand in his.
Standing at the entrance to her room, Ethan glared at his brother. * She will never be yours Fox. She is mine and will always be mine. I will kill you before she will ever be yours. She loves me. Not you. ME! * Walking up beside him, Gwen glanced into the room at Fox and Theresa.
"He really loves her. I hope she and the baby will be ok." Glaring at his wife, Ethan skulked away. Three days later, Gwen strolled into Theresa's room and saw a ragged Fox still holding Theresa's hand. "Fox, my god. You have hardly left her side in three days. You haven't slept and you have hardly eaten. You need some sleep." Gwen stated touching his shoulder.
"I can't leave her. What if she wakes up and I am not here? I can't leave her."
"But what good will you be to her when she wakes up if you are dead tired? Go get something to eat at least. If there is any movement I promise either Ethan or myself will come get you."
"Alright, I'll be right back." Kissing Theresa's forehead, Fox stretched and slowly walked out of the room. Slowly sitting down in the vacant seat left by Fox, Gwen began talking with Theresa.
"Theresa, you need to wake up. Fox needs you so much. You should see him. He has hardly left your side. But you already know that. He loves you so much. Wake up Theresa. Come on. Open those eyes of yours and wake up. Damn it Theresa. WAKE UP. FIGHT. FIGHT FOR YOUR BABY. FIGHT FOR FOX. He needs you."
"Gwen, why are you yelling?" Ethan asked as he strolled into the room.
"I want her to wake up. I want her to fight. It's like she is giving up. Honey could you sit with her for a few minutes, this baby is determined to make me see every bathroom in this hospital." Watching his wife practically run out of the curtained room, Ethan took the seat beside Theresa's bed.
"You know what Theresa, I finally realized something." Ethan said as he watched Theresa's heart rate speed up on the monitor. "Ahhh, I see that you know I am here. See I realized that it was wrong to try and kill you. You are not the one standing between our happiness. You're not the one standing in my way of a life with you. It's Fox. Fox has to go. And he will. I promise you. Then you and I will be together and we can start a family together. But first Fox has to die." As Ethan finished talking, every monitor in the room started beeping frantically. Eve rushed in as the alarms were going off.
"What happened?"
"I have no idea. They just started going off."
"Oh my god. Her blood pressure and stress level are through the roof. What about the fetal monitor?" Eve asked turning towards the nurse.
"Not good. The baby's in distress."
"Get Doctor Christian up here. Tell him we have an emergency c-section. Get an incubator in here quick." As the nurse ran out Fox ran in.
"Oh my god Resa."
"Fox please. You have to leave. You need to give us room to work."
"No I need to stay with her."
"Fox, if you want us to help her and your baby, you need to wait outside. You too Ethan." Pushing Fox out of the room, Eve rushed back to work on Theresa and the baby. Ten minutes later Eve walked out of the room and over to very anxious group. Pilar was the first to speak.
"Eve, how is my daughter and grandchild? Are they okay?"
"Theresa is doing beautiful. She is going to be sore and will have to stay in the hospital for a few days. She is conscious and is asking for Fox. I can take you to see her if you would like. I just have a question I'd like to ask you. Theresa has several bruises on her neck. I was just wondering if you knew where they came from. I talked with another doctor and he said that there is no way that she could have gotten them from falling down the stairs. I was just curious as to whether she had mentioned them to you or if you knew where she got them from?"
"Bruises? No she never mentioned any bruises on her neck. She didn't have them on her neck when she went to the kitchen the night of her fall. I would have noticed because I had been kissing her neck moments before she went downstairs. That's odd. But what about our baby?" Fox asked concern on his face. "You haven't mentioned our baby."
"We managed to get your son out in time." Eve said pausing.
"We have a son? Resa will be so happy. She wanted to have a boy first. Where is he? Can I see him?"
"He is in NICU. I'm very sorry Fox but he is not going to live through the week. He was just too premature. I'm so sorry."
"No, we did everything right. Resa, she took her vitamins, exercised, and ate right. We saw the prenatal specialist every week. Our son can't die."
"Oh Fox, I'm sorry. It has nothing to do with what you did or didn't do. He is just too premature. If he was only a few months older."
"There is no chance that he will pull through?"
"No, I'm very sorry. His lungs and heart are just not developed enough."
"I want to see him." Donning a robe, Fox followed Eve into the NICU and over to the incubator in the right corner or the room. Fox was not prepared to see his son the way that he was. He had black cotton over his eyes, and thousands of tubes coming out of him.
"Talk to him. Let him hear your voice." Eve said placing a comforting hand on his shoulder. "Here's a pair of gloves so you can touch him. We have to keep the incubators free from germs." Sitting beside his son, Fox gently stroked his son's tiny hand with his.
"Hey there son. It's daddy. But you already knew that. Mommy and I are so happy that you are here with us. We finally decided on what to name you. If you had been a girl you would have been Tirzah Lorraine. We had a bit of a time trying to agree on your name if you were a boy. Your mommy wanted to name you after me but I thought that one Fox in the family was enough. But she persisted. Your mommy is like that. So I compromised. Your name is Ian Foxworth Crane. Now you have to get better so you can come home with your mommy and me." As Fox talked with his son, everyone was standing outside the NICU except Pilar and Whitney who were with Theresa, crying their eyes out.
* That should be my son with Theresa. Not Fox's. * Ethan though bitterly as he watched Fox with Ian. Gwen stared at her husband and couldn't believe the look he was giving Fox. It was pure hatred. Ethan glanced at Gwen and noticed that she was staring at him. * Crap, she must be wondering why I am not upset. Looks like I am going to have to cry for that brat. * Forcing himself to cry on the outside Ethan was pleased when Gwen stopped staring at him and turned back to watch Fox and Ian. On the inside Ethan was pray that baby Ian would die so Theresa would be free to return to him. *She will be mine. I promise. I will have her and she will be mine again. Nothing will stand in my way of having her. Nothing and no one. And I mean no one. *
Author note: Just so everyone knows, a c-section usually takes 10-15 minutes but if it is an emergency it takes only about 2. And yes I did look it up. So don't worry. It is correct.
Nurse Christina Jones was busy sorting through paperwork when a large group of people came running into the hospital reception area. The oldest of the group obviously the mother, came running up to the desk. "May I help you?" Christina asked.
"Yes, I am looking for my daughter. Theresa Crane. Where is she? I have to find my daughter. Where is my daughter?" Pilar practically yelled at her.
"Ma'ma if you would just calm down and tell me her name again, I will try and help you." Christina stated.
"I just told you. Theresa Crane. Now tell me where my daughter is? My god, how incompetent are you? Can you please just type her name into the computer and look for her? " Pilar yelled.
"Mama, calm down. Yelling at the nurse will not help us find Theresa faster." Pushing Pilar towards a very pregnant Sheridan, and Whitney, Luis turned back to the nurse. "I apologize about my mother. We just got a call from my brother-in-law, who said that my sister had a very bad fall down a flight of stairs, and that she was brought here. Her name is Theresa Marie Crane and she is four months pregnant. We would really appreciate it if you could help us find out what floor she is on or what room she is in. Could you help us?"
Smiling sweetly at the man, Christina felt herself blush from the tips of her toes to the top of her head. * God is he cute. * Glancing at his left hand she was disappointed to see the solid gold wedding ring on his finger, and looking at the group she saw the pregnant blond glaring at her. * Damn. Married. * Typing Theresa's name into the computer, she immediately found her. "Yes, I can help you. Your sister is in curtain one. Your brother-in- law is with her. It is down this hall, take a right at the first hall towards the cafeteria, then another right at the first hallway you come to, then it is the last door on the right." Christina watched as the group fled down the hall and sighed to herself. * That girl must be really special to have that many people care about her. It must be nice. * Practically running down the hall, Pilar was the first to notice Fox sitting outside the room, in one of the plastic orange chairs with his head in his hands.
"Fox!" Pilar yelled and sprinted down the hall. When she reached him she was almost out of breath. "What happened?" Jumping up Fox immediately hugged Pilar and then everyone else.
"I have no idea what happened. She had gone downstairs to get something for us to eat. She said she would only be about five minutes. When she didn't come back, I walked out of our bedroom to find her, that's when I heard a scream and rushed to the stairs and saw her falling down them." As Fox finished Gwen, Ethan, Rebecca, Julian and Ivy came strolling down the hall and joined the group. "Ethan you were standing there. Did you see anything? What happened?"
"I have no idea. One minute she was standing there the next she was falling." "Did you try and catch her?"
"How could I? It all happened so fast." * Why does he care? It's not as if he actually loves her. No one can love her like I love her. She is my Theresa. She loves me. Not Fox. She loves me and she will come back to me. *
"How is she doing Fox?" Gwen questioned.
"I don't know. No one has told me anything and the doctors' won't let me see her just yet. They are still working on her. I can't lose her or my baby. She is my life. Why hasn't someone come to talk to me yet?" Just as Fox said that Eve walked out of Theresa's room and up behind Fox.
"Fox." Spinning around Fox was relieved to see Eve and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Dr. Russell how is my wife and my baby?"
"They are stable right now. I have the baby on a fetal monitor. Theresa is in serious condition and still unconscious. You can all see her just one at a time. But I must tell you that when she wakes up, it is most likely that she will not remember what happened. If she doesn't remember, her memory may come back all at once, in flashes, or not at all. Something may trigger her memory. I don't really know a lot of how or when or if her memory will come back. But I am keeping a close eye on the baby's heartbeat and when she wakes up, she must above all things remain calm. If her stress level, and blood pressure get any higher then the baby will be in serious trouble. I may have to perform a caesarean if the baby becomes in danger. I will have that baby out in a blink of an eye if there is any sign of danger. Fox, you can see her now." As Fox walked into the room, he saw Theresa with her eyes closed, the heart monitor for her and the fetal monitor beeping steadily. "Here you can sit here. Just talk to her."
Plopping down in the chair, Fox pulled her left hand into his carefully avoiding the IV in her hand. Leaning down he kissed her platinum wedding ring and then lightly began to stroke the upper side of her hand.
"Resa, honey it's Nicholas. I was just thinking about the day I proposed to you. It was four months after Gwen and Ethan's wedding. You were actually happy for them and I didn't understand your sudden change of heart. That's when you told me that when Ethan proposed in front of you and Gwen said yes, you vowed that if they actually went through with the wedding that you would move on and find happiness. And you did. You had fallen in love and didn't even realize it. But you didn't want to say anything because you thought he would think he was just second best to you and that you were just on the rebound. As soon as I heard you say second best I knew that you were talking about me. You went to work and when you got home there was a path of roses leading to your bedroom. Your mother had let me fix up the house while you were at work. Everyone knew that I was going to propose. They were all so excited. They almost spoiled the surprise. Whitney wanted to tell you so many times. And she almost did. She told me that you had wanted to go home early that day but she lied to you and said she need you for something. You believed her and it was just enough time for me to do everything I needed to do. When you walked into your room carrying your shoes in one hand and your briefcase in the other, I was on one knee holding a platinum heart shaped diamond ring in my hand. I told you that I had loved you since I first met you. That you had taught me how to love; that you were the only one that loved me. I ask you to marry me and make me the happiest man alive. You started to cry and jumped in my arms and started kissing me. We were so happy. Then Grandfather welcomed you into the family, we were shocked. But then he flew us out to Spain to get married. We thought that it was going to be a simple wedding with just Grandfather and us but when we got there, your entire family was there including Paloma. He had flown everyone out there just for our wedding. Grandfather told you that you made him want to change. You were so happy and loved with all of you heart and even though you had gone through so much, you still had so much love to give. He made a promise to you that day that he was going to change and make up for the terrible things that he had done. The wedding was perfect. All paid for by Grandfather. Everything even the wedding dress and bridesmaid dresses. Luis walked you down the aisle. You were so beautiful. Whitney, Paloma and Charity were your bridesmaid. Your dress was amazing and you were amazing in it. It was a princess gown that touched the floor when you were in heels. The bodice was laced up the back and the front was low cut with tiny pearl flowers sewn here and there on it, it fell slightly off your shoulders. You had a small tiara with the veil attached. The veil was the longest of all. It was cathedral length and had big fabric flowers sewn on the hem. When you were walking towards me, I couldn't believe that I was so luck that you wanted to marry me. I couldn't believe that someone so amazing loved me. After the wedding Grandfather flew us to Ireland for our honeymoon and two months later you told me that we were pregnant. Resa, you have to wake up for me. Open those beautiful eyes for me. I can't lose you. I love you too damn much." Laying his head down next to her, he was soon asleep still clutching her hand in his.
Standing at the entrance to her room, Ethan glared at his brother. * She will never be yours Fox. She is mine and will always be mine. I will kill you before she will ever be yours. She loves me. Not you. ME! * Walking up beside him, Gwen glanced into the room at Fox and Theresa.
"He really loves her. I hope she and the baby will be ok." Glaring at his wife, Ethan skulked away. Three days later, Gwen strolled into Theresa's room and saw a ragged Fox still holding Theresa's hand. "Fox, my god. You have hardly left her side in three days. You haven't slept and you have hardly eaten. You need some sleep." Gwen stated touching his shoulder.
"I can't leave her. What if she wakes up and I am not here? I can't leave her."
"But what good will you be to her when she wakes up if you are dead tired? Go get something to eat at least. If there is any movement I promise either Ethan or myself will come get you."
"Alright, I'll be right back." Kissing Theresa's forehead, Fox stretched and slowly walked out of the room. Slowly sitting down in the vacant seat left by Fox, Gwen began talking with Theresa.
"Theresa, you need to wake up. Fox needs you so much. You should see him. He has hardly left your side. But you already know that. He loves you so much. Wake up Theresa. Come on. Open those eyes of yours and wake up. Damn it Theresa. WAKE UP. FIGHT. FIGHT FOR YOUR BABY. FIGHT FOR FOX. He needs you."
"Gwen, why are you yelling?" Ethan asked as he strolled into the room.
"I want her to wake up. I want her to fight. It's like she is giving up. Honey could you sit with her for a few minutes, this baby is determined to make me see every bathroom in this hospital." Watching his wife practically run out of the curtained room, Ethan took the seat beside Theresa's bed.
"You know what Theresa, I finally realized something." Ethan said as he watched Theresa's heart rate speed up on the monitor. "Ahhh, I see that you know I am here. See I realized that it was wrong to try and kill you. You are not the one standing between our happiness. You're not the one standing in my way of a life with you. It's Fox. Fox has to go. And he will. I promise you. Then you and I will be together and we can start a family together. But first Fox has to die." As Ethan finished talking, every monitor in the room started beeping frantically. Eve rushed in as the alarms were going off.
"What happened?"
"I have no idea. They just started going off."
"Oh my god. Her blood pressure and stress level are through the roof. What about the fetal monitor?" Eve asked turning towards the nurse.
"Not good. The baby's in distress."
"Get Doctor Christian up here. Tell him we have an emergency c-section. Get an incubator in here quick." As the nurse ran out Fox ran in.
"Oh my god Resa."
"Fox please. You have to leave. You need to give us room to work."
"No I need to stay with her."
"Fox, if you want us to help her and your baby, you need to wait outside. You too Ethan." Pushing Fox out of the room, Eve rushed back to work on Theresa and the baby. Ten minutes later Eve walked out of the room and over to very anxious group. Pilar was the first to speak.
"Eve, how is my daughter and grandchild? Are they okay?"
"Theresa is doing beautiful. She is going to be sore and will have to stay in the hospital for a few days. She is conscious and is asking for Fox. I can take you to see her if you would like. I just have a question I'd like to ask you. Theresa has several bruises on her neck. I was just wondering if you knew where they came from. I talked with another doctor and he said that there is no way that she could have gotten them from falling down the stairs. I was just curious as to whether she had mentioned them to you or if you knew where she got them from?"
"Bruises? No she never mentioned any bruises on her neck. She didn't have them on her neck when she went to the kitchen the night of her fall. I would have noticed because I had been kissing her neck moments before she went downstairs. That's odd. But what about our baby?" Fox asked concern on his face. "You haven't mentioned our baby."
"We managed to get your son out in time." Eve said pausing.
"We have a son? Resa will be so happy. She wanted to have a boy first. Where is he? Can I see him?"
"He is in NICU. I'm very sorry Fox but he is not going to live through the week. He was just too premature. I'm so sorry."
"No, we did everything right. Resa, she took her vitamins, exercised, and ate right. We saw the prenatal specialist every week. Our son can't die."
"Oh Fox, I'm sorry. It has nothing to do with what you did or didn't do. He is just too premature. If he was only a few months older."
"There is no chance that he will pull through?"
"No, I'm very sorry. His lungs and heart are just not developed enough."
"I want to see him." Donning a robe, Fox followed Eve into the NICU and over to the incubator in the right corner or the room. Fox was not prepared to see his son the way that he was. He had black cotton over his eyes, and thousands of tubes coming out of him.
"Talk to him. Let him hear your voice." Eve said placing a comforting hand on his shoulder. "Here's a pair of gloves so you can touch him. We have to keep the incubators free from germs." Sitting beside his son, Fox gently stroked his son's tiny hand with his.
"Hey there son. It's daddy. But you already knew that. Mommy and I are so happy that you are here with us. We finally decided on what to name you. If you had been a girl you would have been Tirzah Lorraine. We had a bit of a time trying to agree on your name if you were a boy. Your mommy wanted to name you after me but I thought that one Fox in the family was enough. But she persisted. Your mommy is like that. So I compromised. Your name is Ian Foxworth Crane. Now you have to get better so you can come home with your mommy and me." As Fox talked with his son, everyone was standing outside the NICU except Pilar and Whitney who were with Theresa, crying their eyes out.
* That should be my son with Theresa. Not Fox's. * Ethan though bitterly as he watched Fox with Ian. Gwen stared at her husband and couldn't believe the look he was giving Fox. It was pure hatred. Ethan glanced at Gwen and noticed that she was staring at him. * Crap, she must be wondering why I am not upset. Looks like I am going to have to cry for that brat. * Forcing himself to cry on the outside Ethan was pleased when Gwen stopped staring at him and turned back to watch Fox and Ian. On the inside Ethan was pray that baby Ian would die so Theresa would be free to return to him. *She will be mine. I promise. I will have her and she will be mine again. Nothing will stand in my way of having her. Nothing and no one. And I mean no one. *
Author note: Just so everyone knows, a c-section usually takes 10-15 minutes but if it is an emergency it takes only about 2. And yes I did look it up. So don't worry. It is correct.