At around 3:45, the mansion was filled with people. Theresa was sitting
beside Gwen who was on the sofa trying not to let anyone know that she was
in obvious discomfort.
*I have to be strong for Theresa and Fox. They need me. God, why won't the stomachache go away? *
"Gwen, are you alright? You don't look to good."
"I'm fine. Just a stomachache. Theresa, there's something I want to ask you and Fox. And I'll completely understand if you don't want to. I know we have had our difference. I really want you guys to do this because you and Fox are Sara's aunt and uncle."
"Yeah, sure. What is it?"
"Would you and Fox be Sara's god parents? I feel really bad about Ian and I completely understand if you don't want to do it. But since we are starting over as friends, I thought that I would ask. It can be a new beginning for us."
"Oh god, Gwen. I don't know what to say."
"Say yes. Please? I don't really trust any of my girlfriends from college that well. They are too selfish. If anything ever happened to me, I know that you and Fox would take care of Sara for me. I would ask Sheridan but she and Luis are about to have another baby. Will you accept?"
"Gwen, I am so glad that we are starting over. Nicholas and I would be honored to be Sara's godparents."
"Really? Theresa, this means..." As Gwen talked she was hit with another pain.
"Gwen are you alright?" Theresa asked when Gwen squeezed Theresa's hand. She continued to squeeze until the pain passed. "Gwen?"
"I'm fine. Just a stomachache.
"Are you sure?"
"Positive." Fox walked up behind Theresa and placed his hand on her shoulder. As she turned to look at him, Fox felt his heart break. Her eyes were not shining as they once had. The fire was still there but the deep brown depths of her eyes held sadness.
"Resa, honey. It's time to go."
"Nicholas, Gwen asked us to be Sara's godparents. I told her that we would be honored."
"You're absolutely right. We would be honored. But only if you're sure Gwen."
"I'm sure." Gwen said grinding her teeth when another wave of pain gripped her.
"Theresa, Fox. We need to be going." Alistair said softly from the doorway.
"Honey, could you walk with Gwen to the limo. She's not feeling too good." Helping Gwen off the sofa, Fox grasped her elbow and started for the door. The pain subsided for a little bit but was still there.
*Be strong Gwen. Don't think about it. Just make it through the funeral and then you can rest. That's all. I just need to rest. This is just stress. Rest will be good.*
At four o'clock everyone was arriving at the cemetery. Julian and Eve were walking with Gwen to her seat. Father Lonigan was standing in front of the coffin waiting, As everyone was walking in, he made an announcement.
"May I have your attention, please? Will the family please come forward to pay their final respects? We'll be starting the service in just a moment."
Fox and Theresa made their way to their seats and when Theresa saw the little white coffin with the blue and white daisies on top, she broke down in sobs. Fox wrapped his arms around her as she cried.
"Our baby. He's really gone. Why our little boy? Why did he have to die? Why our baby? Oh, my baby! My precious baby." Turning into his arms, Theresa sobbed against his chest.
As Theresa cried, Father Lonigan walked up to them. "Are you ready to begin the service?"
"Yes father. We're ready."
"If everyone will please be seated, we will begin. There is no sadder occasion than the death of an innocent baby, a baby taken from us." The funeral continued, but Gwen's pains grew worse and more frequent. She knew she count push the pain aside any longer. She was in labor. When the funeral was over Gwen slowly got up and started walking with Theresa and Fox.
* Why today? Why did I have to go into labor today? * As another pain gripped her and she would have fallen to her knees if she had not been holding on to Fox and Theresa. "Theresa, could you and Fox take me to the hospital?"
"Sure but why do you need to go to the hospital?" Theresa asked questions dancing in her tear filled eyes.
"I'm in labor." As she spoke her eyes became as large as saucers. "And my water just broke."
*I have to be strong for Theresa and Fox. They need me. God, why won't the stomachache go away? *
"Gwen, are you alright? You don't look to good."
"I'm fine. Just a stomachache. Theresa, there's something I want to ask you and Fox. And I'll completely understand if you don't want to. I know we have had our difference. I really want you guys to do this because you and Fox are Sara's aunt and uncle."
"Yeah, sure. What is it?"
"Would you and Fox be Sara's god parents? I feel really bad about Ian and I completely understand if you don't want to do it. But since we are starting over as friends, I thought that I would ask. It can be a new beginning for us."
"Oh god, Gwen. I don't know what to say."
"Say yes. Please? I don't really trust any of my girlfriends from college that well. They are too selfish. If anything ever happened to me, I know that you and Fox would take care of Sara for me. I would ask Sheridan but she and Luis are about to have another baby. Will you accept?"
"Gwen, I am so glad that we are starting over. Nicholas and I would be honored to be Sara's godparents."
"Really? Theresa, this means..." As Gwen talked she was hit with another pain.
"Gwen are you alright?" Theresa asked when Gwen squeezed Theresa's hand. She continued to squeeze until the pain passed. "Gwen?"
"I'm fine. Just a stomachache.
"Are you sure?"
"Positive." Fox walked up behind Theresa and placed his hand on her shoulder. As she turned to look at him, Fox felt his heart break. Her eyes were not shining as they once had. The fire was still there but the deep brown depths of her eyes held sadness.
"Resa, honey. It's time to go."
"Nicholas, Gwen asked us to be Sara's godparents. I told her that we would be honored."
"You're absolutely right. We would be honored. But only if you're sure Gwen."
"I'm sure." Gwen said grinding her teeth when another wave of pain gripped her.
"Theresa, Fox. We need to be going." Alistair said softly from the doorway.
"Honey, could you walk with Gwen to the limo. She's not feeling too good." Helping Gwen off the sofa, Fox grasped her elbow and started for the door. The pain subsided for a little bit but was still there.
*Be strong Gwen. Don't think about it. Just make it through the funeral and then you can rest. That's all. I just need to rest. This is just stress. Rest will be good.*
At four o'clock everyone was arriving at the cemetery. Julian and Eve were walking with Gwen to her seat. Father Lonigan was standing in front of the coffin waiting, As everyone was walking in, he made an announcement.
"May I have your attention, please? Will the family please come forward to pay their final respects? We'll be starting the service in just a moment."
Fox and Theresa made their way to their seats and when Theresa saw the little white coffin with the blue and white daisies on top, she broke down in sobs. Fox wrapped his arms around her as she cried.
"Our baby. He's really gone. Why our little boy? Why did he have to die? Why our baby? Oh, my baby! My precious baby." Turning into his arms, Theresa sobbed against his chest.
As Theresa cried, Father Lonigan walked up to them. "Are you ready to begin the service?"
"Yes father. We're ready."
"If everyone will please be seated, we will begin. There is no sadder occasion than the death of an innocent baby, a baby taken from us." The funeral continued, but Gwen's pains grew worse and more frequent. She knew she count push the pain aside any longer. She was in labor. When the funeral was over Gwen slowly got up and started walking with Theresa and Fox.
* Why today? Why did I have to go into labor today? * As another pain gripped her and she would have fallen to her knees if she had not been holding on to Fox and Theresa. "Theresa, could you and Fox take me to the hospital?"
"Sure but why do you need to go to the hospital?" Theresa asked questions dancing in her tear filled eyes.
"I'm in labor." As she spoke her eyes became as large as saucers. "And my water just broke."