Ch.12
He stood in the waiting room for hour, waiting for the news about his wife and two daughters. He would sit for about a minute, before standing up and walking around. The few other people in the waiting room kept giving him weird looks as he did this. He noticed them, but was completely ignoring them. He then thought about what she had asked him before going into the room. He took a deep breath as he looked at the payphone. At first, he didn't want to go over, but decided to. He picked up the phone and called her parents first. No one had answered, so he left a message, saying that she was in the hospital and asked them to get here as soon as they could. He then hung up the phone and slowly dialed his parent's house. Once again, no one had answered. Instead, he left another message.
"Hey Mom, Dad. It's Chris. Um, I'm at the hospital right now with Bianca. Something went wrong and I had to bring her here. I guess that I just called to ask you if you could please come here as soon as you could because I don't know what's going to happen. Well, I have to go now. The doctor is coming back. Bye," he said, before hanging up the phone.
What he didn't know was that his 5-year-old cousin, Andrea, was listening to the message, but ran off to play, instead of telling her mother. He turned around and saw their doctor standing there.
"Dr, Morgan. How's Bianca? The babies? Can I see them?" he asked, quickly.
"Chris, calm down, ok," she said. He just looked at her. "Ok, to start off. The two babies are fine. They are both in the nursery. The first one was 8 pounds and 20 inches long and the second one was 8 ½ pounds and 19 ½ inches. They are both perfect," she said, as they smiled.
"Really?" he asked, his smile growing and tears threatening to come to his eyes.
"Yes, they are fine. They were born 5 minutes apart. The first one was born at 4:30 and the second one was born at 4:35," she added. He just kept smiling.
"Well, can I see them? Can I see Bianca?" he asked. The smile slowly disappeared from her face.
"Well," she started. He just kept looking at her, as she explained to him what happened. Time had seemed like it moved in slow motion when he listened. As he did, his life with her flashed before his eyes. When they met, their first kiss, they first time they made love, they first time they said I love you to each other, their wedding, and every day they spent together when she was pregnant. When she stopped talking, he immediately felt the tears rush to his eyes, but this time he didn't hold them back. He let them fall, as Dr. Morgan comforted him. After a couple of minutes, he looked up and saw the nurse pushing them down the hall to him. He quickly wiped away the tears, tried his best to clean his face up, and finally saw his two beautiful girls.
"What are their names?" Dr. Morgan asked. He thought about it for a couple of seconds before pointing to the first one. "This is Bianca Elizabeth and," he said, pointing to the second one, "and this is Marie Isabel."
He looked down at the two beautiful, yet identical, babies, and felt the tears rush back to his eyes, once again. As he stood there, all he could think about was his wife, the love of his life, and his two daughters.