Ch. 12 Here comes Mich
A/N: Thanks for the great reviews. What sex should Lorelei's baby be? Review and tell me what you think.
Rory was lying on the couch watching T.V. when she felt something funny in her stomach. She recognized this pain, from long ago. Her face screwed in pain. She timed the contractions, 15 minutes apart. She reached for the phone and phoned Logan who was at Luke's getting her a muffin. Logan rushed home and brought Ciara to Sooke. Then he rushed back and picked up Rory. By now her contractions were 11 minutes apart. When Rory and Logan got to the hospital Rory was screaming in pain.
Lorelei happened to hop on the elevator and she saw Rory in the wheelchair with Logan's hand squeezed tightly. "Rory, sweetie, is it time?" Lorelei asked seeing the pain in her eyes. "Uh huh," Rory breathed as the elevator stopped at the maternity floor.
Rory was lying on the bed screaming in pain. Lorelei was sitting in the corner and Logan was holding her hand. Oh my goodness! It hurt when Ciara was born, but not like this. Oh my god, something is not right.
"Logan, go get a nurse! Something is not right! Hurry!"
"Nurse, my wife, she says something is wrong! Please help her!" Logan said panicked by his wife's words.
"We're coming, we're coming," the nurse assured walking over to the intercom.
Meanwhile in the room Rory is panicking.
"Mom, what if Mich isn't okay?"
"Honey calm down, he's going to be okay, I promise."
"I love you mom, thanks so much for helping me, but I am still worried."
"I know, I know. Calm down. Everything will be fine, I promise"
"But what if it is not?" Rory cried as her mom held her hand.
"Rory, nothing is going to happen. You're in good hands. Just try to breath."
"Mom, I think that I'm going to…" And with that Rory fell into unconsciousness.
