POTUS'S POV
It's September and the leaves are just beginning to turn. I love this time of year, especially in New Hampshire. The weather is so crisp and clear. We've been busy all summer long and now we are resting. Not completely as the world doesn't stop turning but we aren't as busy. We are also anxiously awaiting the birth of Josh and Donna's twins. They are still four weeks away but still it will be nice when they are here. Her pregnancy seems to have gone pretty smoothly but then Josh doesn't tell me everything. We haven't seen her much since June. Josh told us she was hibernating until the babies were born and too right. Carrying them about for nine months must be a hardship, but what a prize at the end.
I am sitting in a meeting with Toby and Josh around lunchtime when Charlie came rushing into the office, breathless. "Josh, it's Donna."
My Deputy's face fell. "What's wrong?"
"She's been rushed to GW, she collapsed while out and they said you need to get there as soon as." Charlie has a pained expression on his face. He is always the bearer of bad news and this time is no different.
Josh didn't even wait on me saying anything, he was off like a shot and I am sure Toby won't be far behind him. I send up a prayer that Donna and the babies are fine.
Toby's POV
I reached Josh as he was trying to find his car keys. "Josh give them to me, I'll drive."
I'm amazed he doesn't argue and just hands the keys over. It's scary to see him like this. But then, this is exactly how Donna looked when I told her about Josh after Roslyn.
The drive to GW is the quickest I have ever made it in. I drop him at the door and tell him that I will find him after I have parked the car. I hope he'll be all right in there. He can be a pain in the ass when it comes to Donna.
Josh's POV
I ran into the hospital and straight to the admission's desk. "OB?" The young girl points me in the direction of the elevators and tells me floor four. I quickly thank her before skidding across the floor to the elevators.
On the fourth floor, there seems to be a lot of activity, but then in an OB ward you wouldn't expect anything else. I find a nurse and grab her. "I got a call, my wife Donna Lyman had been rushed in here." My voice sounds surprisingly calm.
"Mr Lyman if you take a seat I'll find the doctor for you." I am ready to protest but she has a look on her face that tells me not to mess with her so I quietly take the seat when she walks down a corridor.
Toby's POV
After being instructed by the young receptionist at the door to where OB was I enter to floor to find Josh sitting in a chair with his head in his hands. I walked attentively up to him and sat down beside him. "I'm a dad." He whispered so quietly I strained to hear him.
"What happened?" I ask, but he can only shake his head. He's not ready to tell me but he soon will.
We sit for a while and after about 25 minutes he finally starts to talk. "Seemingly she collapsed while out at the shops. The woman who brought her in said she heard her ask someone to call you, but before anyone could do anything, she grabbed her head and sank to the ground. When she got here, they discovered she had a placental abruption and had to operate immediately or I would have lost all three of them. So I now have a son and daughter, but my wife has slipped into a coma."
"What, how?" I ask, knowing that I sound silly, but I don't understand it. She is a healthy young woman. How can she be in a coma?
"They think that the placental abruption and an adverse reaction to one of the medications she was given has caused it."
A nurse interrupts him. "Mr Lyman, we have your wife situated in a room if you'd like to go and sit with her."
He looks to me. "Don't worry, I'll let everyone know. You go be with your wife."
Josh's POV
I walked into that room and saw her lying there and wanted to walk straight back out and tell everyone that wasn't my wife lying there. My wife is a brilliant, vibrant woman not someone who would like to be lying as still as she is now.
The doctor appears a few minutes after I did and explained a little more about Donna's condition. I am only half listening. I am breathing with her as if it is going to keep her alive. "Would you like to see your children?" He asked me. I had almost forgotten about them.
"Yeah I would." I smile at him. I am going to meet the children I have dreamed about all my life. More so since I met Donna. He signal's to the nurse who opens the door and walks in pushing a large bassinette. She stops beside Donna's bed and leaves again.
"I'll let you get acquainted. Having the children here may help your wife." He tells me before leaving me alone with my family.
I walk up to the bassinette and peer in. There lying swathed in a blue blanket and a pink blanket are my children. "Hey there. I'm your dad." I reach down into the bassinette and lift my son into my arms. He is the biggest out of the two. Although they are early the doctor assured me that they are both healthy. My son weighed in at 5lbs 2oz and my daughter at 5lbs even. Fantastic weights for preemie twins or so I am told.
Some how, I don't know how, I managed to scoop my little girl up into my arms as well. "Welcome to the world Baby 1 and Baby 2, you'll have to wait for names until your mom wakes up, although I know what she was thinking for you."
"And what was that?" The deep voice behind me is one I recognize all too well.
"Mr President, this is a surprise." I turn with my children in my arms. I can see the sadness in his eyes when he looks at Donna but when he sees the babies his face lights up.
"So son, what are your children's names?"
"Well, Donna and I had many as we didn't know what we were expecting so top of the list for both are, for our son, Noah Josiah Lyman and our daughter Talia Rose Lyman." I offer my son, his namesake to him. It's strange to see the president of the free world with a newborn baby in his arms.
"Josh, this is a true honour. The name and the fact that you are allowing me to hold your son before his mother."
POTUS's POV
It pain's me to see the look on his face when I mentioned that. But it is an honour, one that I relish. "Come on you have a waiting room full of people to see." I see his face full of hesitation. "Don't worry, no one else will get to hold them until their mother has."
"Thank you sir."
We walk down towards the waiting room where I know there is a mammoth amount of people sitting. My wife and daughter being at least two of them. As we enter the room we are surrounded. "Josiah hand over the baby." My wife almost demands and I can see Josh's face pale.
"I'm sorry sweet knees but I promised Josh that no one else would hold the babies until their mother had." That sobering thought brought everyone back down to earth. "But don't you all worry, she'll be back with us sooner than you know it. Our Donna is strong. She's a fighter and now she ahs these little ones to see, I'm more than positive she'll be back with us soon."
"So Josh, do they have names or are you leaving it?" CJ asks, trying to hide the fact she's been crying.
"Yeah, Donna and I talked before this happened and our top choices were Noah Josiah for our son, who is keeping our boss happy at the moment. And for this little princess, Talia Rose." Josh bravely tells them. His voice not fooling anyone.
"Beautiful, just beautiful." And everyone agrees before josh and I take them back to their mother. I hope and pray to all the known Gods that Donna wakes soon.