Chapter 7: Uh-oh

(A/N: Thanks to everyone who reviewed. Okay this chapter is a bit long. It takes place at the end of October. The 31st to be exact.)

Bring…Bring…

"Honey can you get the phone," Eric called.

"Got it. Hello?"

"Hello, Bridget. This is Ellen, Eric's mother. Is Eric there?"

"Yeah he's here. What's up?"

"Oh well…um Richard, my husband, just had a minor stroke and is in the hospital."

"Oh my god! Is he ok?"

"Don't worry dear. It wasn't bad. Doctors say he'll fully recover; it'll just take time."

"Still… oh my god," she repeated and then called. "Eric, come here!"

"What is it?" He said rushing toward her frantic. "Are the babies coming?"

"No not yet, but your father just had a stroke. Your mom's on the phone right now."

His face was anxious as he picked up the phone. He said a couple uh-huhs and is he all right and in a few minutes he hung up the phone and turned to Bee.

"I'm going to Philadelphia now for a few days. I have to see my dad."

"I should go with you-"

"No you're going to be on bed rest next week. We can't risk it."

"Eric, I should really be there for you."
"I'll be back in a few days. I just need to know he's ok."

"Okay, I'll be here. I'll call if anything comes up." Eric ran upstairs and grabbed his suitcase. Quickly he stuffed a few days worth of clean clothes. He packed his toothbrush and razor and comb. He ran around and got other essentials. Within fifteen minutes he was all packed and was on his way downstairs.

"I love you," he said kissing Bee goodbye.

"I love you, too she said and she stood in the doorway as she watched him leave. Philadelphia was a day's drive away and that's without traffic. He was right; she should remain behind in case anything happened. Anyways he can rush back fast if he has to; he's dad was the governor of Pennsylvania and he can get a helicopter in case of any emergency.

She called up her twin, Perry, to come over with his wife Danielle and their six-month-old Gabriel; they lived close by. Perry was always the quiet reclusive one. He only had one girlfriend, Danielle, and she became his wife. Danielle was also quiet; she was nice, though, once you get to know her. Gabe, however, was completely different from his parents. He was curious and friendly, always smiling or laughing. He was just like what Bee wanted her kids to be like.

They chatted a little. Bee told them Eric was away visiting his father who was recovering from a stroke. They both gave their sympathy.

"So Bee, have you fixed up the nursery yet?" Danielle asked.

"No not yet. I've just been so busy, that I haven't had the time. I figured that after all the wedding preparations were done and out of the way I'll do it, but I'm gonna be on bed rest starting next week and I can't lift anything heavy, so that won't work. I guess the babies will have to sleep in our room while I fix it up."

"Oh ok. Tell me if you need any help. I'll be glad."

They stayed for lunch and then left leaving Bee all alone again. Bee was preparing the house for the trick-or-treaters. She carved the pumpkin and hung some orange and black streamers and fake spider webs. Bee dressed in an old black dress and a witch hat. She stayed by the door for a while as she watched trick-or-treaters big and small come and collect candy yelling, "Trick-or-treat". She drifted off and imagined that this time next year, she and Eric will be going around to houses with their own little children.

When no more kids came, Bee got herself ready for bed. Sitting in bed, she did something she didn't do often, pray. It was then that she finally admitted that she was scared that something would go wrong. She didn't want to, but just couldn't fight off the fear anymore, so she prayed for Eric's father to be well, that everything would go all right for the birth of her kids, that all would be well. Soon she drifted off to sleep.

Two days past fast; Lena, Carmen, and Tibby were ready to prepare the nursery. As soon as Bee left for her appointment, they rushed in, carrying all their goods. They let themselves in with the extra key hidden under the "Welcome" mat and hurried up the stairs. After entering the empty room, the three of them put dropped mats all over the floor. The worked fast; not having much time even though Tracey was going to the hospital to go and distract Bee from come home early.

They did two coats of pale yellow paint and then started to unpack and put together the beds. Tibby was able to get a white bureau filled with baby clothes (her mom owned the baby shop downtown and was giving them to Bee as a gift) and Lena was able to get a white changing table, and in her spare time, she painted little blue pants all over it.

Assembling the cribs was hard. Tibby kept turning the instructions around and around confused which pieces go together.

"Give me that," said Carmen at last after ten minutes of Tibby trying to figure out the instructions. Carmen flatten it on the ground and told Lena and Tibby what to do.

At last they put both cribs together. Lena laid out the bedspreads and Carmen was arranging the stuffed animals (she went crazy when she was shopping and almost maxed out her credit card) and Tibby stood on a chair as she hung the curtains.

"Done," all three of them cried simultaneously. They all stood back and looked at their work. Two cribs covered by bedspreads and stuffed animals stood on opposite sides of the room separated by the window. The walls were pale yellow and the floor wood. The curtains seemed to wrap everything up giving the room a finishing touch.

"It's perfect," said Tibby.

"Hmm…" said Carmen.

"Bee's gonna be so excited," said Lena and then gave a sigh. "You guys, lets call Tracey up and tell her Bee can come back.

As the girls were preparing the nursery Bee was at birthing class. On the ride there, she started feeling uncomfortable, cramped. Naughty was waiting for her at the entrance.

She saw him waiting for her at the waiting room.

"Ready," he said as she approached him.

"Uh-huh," she said.

As they headed to the classroom, Bee dropped to her knees and screamed liquid started trickling down her legs.

"Bee!" cried Naughty. "Omg, your water broke!"

"I know, but I can't go into labor now. It's a month early and Eric's not here."

"Hold on I'll be right back. I'm gonna get you a wheel chair. Doctor!"

"Ahhhh," Bee yelled she was having a contraction. "I can't have them without Eric. Someone get Eric!"

Tracey came into the room. "Bee. Omg!"

"It looked like she was about to faint."

"No, Don't faint Tracey. I need you. You have to call up Eric and get him here. I'm in labor."

Tracey nodded looking puzzled, but understood. She pulled out her cell phone and dialed the number. She walked over to Bee and handed her the phone."

"He-Hello?" said Eric, the connection wasn't that good."

"Eric! It's Bee I'm in labor," she panted

"Wh-what?" He answered. "Honey, I-I can't really hear you."

"I'M IN LABOR. GET HERE NOW!"

"Oh my God! I'm on my way."

She hung up and handed the phone back to Tracey. "Call up Lena and Tibby and Carmen. Let them know where I am, but don't let them worry. I'll be ok."

Two doctors helped Bee into the chair and rushed her into one of the rooms Naughty chasing them, leaving Tracey standing still in the middle of the room with her cell phone stiff in her hand.

"Eric," said her mother, worried. What is it?"

They were in the hospital. Eric's father in bed sitting up reading the newspaper and Eric's mom sitting by him knitting.

"No time to explain," he said rushing. "I got to go. Dad. I need to borrow the helicopter."

"What is it son?" he asked looking away from his newspaper.

"Bee's in labor," said Eric quickly. "And I need to get to her. Please Dad hurry."

Eric's mother dropped her knitting and her mouth gapped in shocked. "But she's not due for another month. Right?"

"Well she's in labor now, so I have to get to her. Sorry Dad that I couldn't stay longer, but you must understand I have to be there for her."

"I understand. I just wish I could be there for the birth of my first grandchildren."

He called for the helicopter on his cell phone and then turned to Eric and said, "The helicopter will be on the roof shortly. Good luck, son, give Bee our best."

"Thanks Dad, bye mother, bye dad," Eric cried over his shoulder as he sprinted out the door.

"Bye son," they called.

"Bee, honey, you have to push," said one of the nurses.

"No. My fiancée's not here," said and held her knees in fetal position. "I just can't. Ahhhh."

The nurse took Naughty aside. "You have to get here to push," she said. "The longer she waits the more danger she's putting herself and the babies in."

Naughty turned to Bee. She was lying in the bed, the sheets starting to soak up her blood.

"Please, just give me a couple minutes to talk to her, she'll give in."

"Okay. I can give you fifteen twenty at most, but that's it."

"Okay. Thanks"

Tracey was about to call up Lena, when her phone started ringing.

"Tracey, you there?"

"Yeah listen…"

"Is Bee there? Look where done with you know what so you can let Bee come back."

"Yeah but…"

"I hope she'll like it. Does she suspect anything?"

"Look you guys," said Tracey frustrated. "Bee's in labor."

"Oh my god! Is she ok?"

"Yeah, she's fine."

"Ok. We'll be right there!"

"Sir," called the Peter (the pilot). It was 5 minutes after they took off

"Yes?" Eric replied.

"We have a problem. The engine is having trouble. We'll have to make an emergency landing."

"No, you don't understand. My fiancée's is in the hospital right in giving birth to my first two children. We have to keep going."

"Twins yeah say."

"Yes a boy and a girl. Please, we have to keep going."

"Don't worry. I'll get you there somehow, though I don't think this helicopter will last much longer. We'll have to find another one soon."

Eric scanned down below. Then he pointed to a news building. "There…News stations must have helicopters."

So the Peter flew down and landed on the launch pad down at the news station.

Eric looked around for a helicopter and finally spotted one. "Come on," he said as he pulled the Peter with him.

Eric ran over to the pilot of the other helicopter. "Excuse me sir, I am Governor Richman's son. I need to borrow your helicopter. It's an emergency."

"What kind of emergency?"

"My fiancée's having my first two children and we need a helicopter to fly there. Our's broke down."

"Okay, where you headed?"

"Maryland. Kirkland Hospital."

"Okay then, I'll fly you there, just wait a minute. The tank's almost filled up."

"K." said Eric and then turned to Peter. "Thanks for everything."

"No problem. I hope that you can get to your wife on time.

"Yeah I hope so, too."

"Okay come on," called the other pilot. "The tanks filled. Kirkland Hospital you say? I can get you there in two."

"Can you go any faster?"

"I'll try."

"Okay Bee, it's me Naughty."

Bee turned to look at him. "Hey." She said and then she got a contraction. "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH"

"Look, they're only giving me twenty minutes to talk to you. Then they're gonna make you start pushing."

"They don't understand do they? My fiancée, the father of the children is not here."

"No you can do it. You know Eric wouldn't want to see you in pain or set you or the children in any danger. He loves you too much."

"But these are his kids too. Ahhhhhhhhhhhh," she screamed and rested a little. "I can't do this without him."

"You're going to have to."

"NO!"

"Just wait a couple minutes. Then I'll come back to talk to you again."

Bee sat there thinking, he wouldn't want me in pain would he. Especially because of that dream.

At that moment Lena, Tibby and Carmen came bursting into the room. Tibby was holding something in her hand.

"Bee," they all called and ran over to her each of them giving her a hug.

"Hey," said Tibby. "Congrads we heard you were in labor. We figured that since Eric isn't here right now, we can film it for him."

"Thanks, Tib. You're the best."

"Yeah, Carmen found the video camera in the car on the way here. I was wondering where it went."

"So, Bee," said Naughty. "Ya ready."

She nodded ok. Slowly she pulled herself out of fetal position and lay on her back and spread her legs.

"Ok, when you get a contraction push hold it for ten seconds, just like class."

"Ok," panted Bee. Bee started feeling a pressure. God it hurt so much. Naughty was counting beside her. Time seemed to go by so slow! Oh how she wished Eric was here.

She panted and rested for the next contraction. She didn't know how many she could take.

"Let's take her to the OR. She needs a C-section."

"Ok."

Bee looked around. All of her friends were trying to give comfortable looks and Naughty was trying to look like everything would be ok. He stayed right by her; the doctors even let him in the operating room, just so he could comfort her a little.

"You're gonna be fine."

Bee just nodded. "It hurts a lot."

"It'll all be over soon."

Soon a cry pierced the room.

"It's a boy."

"Eric Jr.," Bee whispered.

And a second cried followed soon after.

"It's a girl."

"Alicia."

The nurses showed Bee the babies and then went to clean them up. Bee looked up at the bright white light and slowly closed her eyes drifting off peacefully.

"Okay were almost there."

"Thank God. I hope we made it in time."

"So do I. Have you and your fiancée picked out names?"

"Yeah, the little girl we were going to name Alicia, and the boy Eric Jr. after me."

"That's cute."

"Yeah."

"Ok here we are. Kirkland Hospital."

"Thanks for giving me a lift."

"No problem. Best wishes to you and your fiancée."

"Okay Thank you."

Eric hurried inside and rushed to the reception desk. I'm looking for Bridget Veerland's (A/N I forget what her last name is) room."

The receptionist scrolled down the list on the computer. At last she found it. "She's in room 314."

"Thank you," he said.

As he approached the room he saw Tracey, Tibby, Carmen, and Lena come out. They don't look sad at all. They're all happy. That must mean I'm too late!

"Eric," said Carmen cornely. "A little gentleman and a little lady are expecting you."

Seconds Before…

Bee woke up. Everything seemed fuzzy and she felt faint. She turned to look next to her. Eric, It must be Eric, she thought. She gave him a kiss and almost at once she realized something was wrong. Then she realized, Omg, I just thought Naughty was Eric.

Suddenly, the door swung open and there in the doorway stood Eric, the look of joy on his face suddenly replaced with shock.

A/N: Ok, so what did you think? Nothing like you expected right. I hoped you like it. Please r/r and I hope to update soon. Thanks!

-bridget22