Chapter 3

A/N: OK, really, really sorry about the wait people…ducks from angry people. Well, here it is.

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All of Joan's fears about this being awkward were long gone. They'd talked for two hours solid; turns out they did have a lot to talk about after all.

"I can't believe Grace and Luke are having a baby!" said Adam.

"Yeah…me neither" Joan replied with a look of disgust.

"I thought you were ok with it?" Adam looked confused.

"Well I am, of course I am. It just…grosses me out, that's all…"Joan tried to justify herself. "I mean my best friend and my brother…"

"Yeah, fair enough" Adam agreed.

Bring, bring.

"Was that the phone?" Joan asked.

"Hm, yeah." Adam replied. He picked it up.

"Hello?"

"Adam? Adam is that you? Is…is Joan there? Is she with you?" Luke said, sounding somewhat frantic. Adam suddenly looked guilty.

"Oh. Yeah. You see, we just thought that-"

"Yeah, whatever. Adam, its Grace."

"What! What's happening? Is she alright?" Adam's turn to go frantic.

"Yeah, she's fine but-"

"Then what is it, you hyperventilating freak? What's wrong!"

"Adam. She's gone into labour." Luke seemed calm in comparison.

"What! When? Where are you? We're coming now. And Luke?"

"Yeah?"

"Breathe." With that, Adam put the phone down.

Tsh. He can talk.

"What? What's happening? Where are we going?" Joan asked anxiously.

"It's Grace. She's gone into labour."

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Grace sat in the back of the Girardi's car. She hated family outings but she was a bit distracted to be bothered…

"GO FASTER GIRARDI!" she screamed.

"This is the fastest it'll go Grace!" he yelled dangerously back, "See? 100 mph, it doesn't go any- shit!" He looked pale now.

"What's the matter?" asked Helen, confused. "Kevin, what's- oh great!" She added sarcastically.

Now that everyone had stopped screaming at each other, a siren had become audible.

Kevin pulled over.

"Sir, do you have any idea what speed you were going at back there?"

"Officer, I know I might have been a teeny bit over the limit, but you see my sister-in-law, in the back there, she's in labour and I needed to go fast to get her to the hospital and-"

"That, sir, is the purpose of ambulances. Now may I see your driver's license?"

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Joan ran up to the blonde at reception.

"Hi, I've got a friend that's just gone into labour; she should've been admitted by now?"

"Name?" asked the blonde.

"Grace Polk." The blonde started scanning her computer screen.

"P…P…Parker…Perkins…sorry, no Polk's."

"Are you sure? But we got the phone call half an hour ago; it wouldn't take them 10 minutes!"

"Sorry lady, she's not on here. Next?" Joan could see the blonde couldn't care less.

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"Look officer, the name's Girardi, chief of Arcadia police?"

"Oh! Sir, we didn't realise…we just thought that…Hey! Did you know my dad? DC Hopkins?"

"Oh, Tony? Yeah, we go way back. I could tell you some stor-"

"HELLO! In labour here!" Grace shouted at them.

"Oh…Grace…."

"Yes, 'Oh, Grace'! You know, the one bearing your grandkid? Ringin' any bells?" She added sarcastically.

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"Where the hell are they!" Joan asked anxiously, "It's been an hour and a half!"

"Jane-" Adam started coolly.

"Don't you 'Jane' me, Art boy!"

"Will you -?"

"What if something's happened? Do you think something's happened? Oh my God, Adam what's happened!"

"Hey! Nothing's happened, okay? They're all fine, and they'll be here any time now," Said Adam in his most soothing voice.

This calmed Joan a bit and she sat down for a while, silent.

Then Adam turned to her.

"You…you don't think anything could've happened, do you?"

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Right, that's your lot for today. I'll try and update soon.

Bye!

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K, got a bit carried away there. I'll stop now.

Ally