DISCLAIMER: I am NOT Meg Cabot. I do not own the charecters (except for the unknowns). The plot, however, is all mine.
Woohoo! The kids are coming!
The reviews were beautiful, but the reviewers were even more beautiful.
Merci...
Suze's POV
"Jesse! Slow the fuck down!" I shouted. We were on our way to the hospital. Only, we were breaking like a million laws.
"Querida, we have to get you to the hospital as soon as possi-"
"Yes, but we also need to get there alive." I told him. "Holy crap! That was a stop sign!" I shouted, grabbing onto the 'Oh shit' handle. But my attention was taken away from the road once another party erupted in my uterus, causing me to impulsivly grasp Jesse's hand, screaming for a completly different reason.
"Susannah!" Jesse said. "Are you ok?"
"Oh yeah..." I said sarcastically. "I'm only about to have 2 children ripped from my vagina!"
About thirty minutes later, I was finally in a hospital bed. Jesse was trying to get me comfortable, which was difficult, when Greg came in.
"Well, you guys are here early." He said jokingly, before sitting down on the rolling stool. "Jesse, how far apart are the contactions?"
"4 minutes and 25 seconds." Jesse said, putting an arm around me.
"Don't touch me!" I shouted, jerking away fom him. "This is your fault, Hector! You got to have your fun. Well now, look at where we are!"
"Woah... she must be mad if she stooped down low enough to actually call you Hector..." Greg said before looking, well, down there. "Your halfway there. Five centimeters." He stood up, taking off the plastic gloves. "I'll be back in a few minutes."
"Would you like some ice chips?" Jesse said, trying to suck up when Greg closed the door.
"That would be great. You know what would also be great?" I asked. "Some epidural on the side!"
He seemed surprised for some reason. "I thought we were going to have natural childbirth."
In case my cold stare wasn't giving him enough of a hint, I asked him. "Do you want to have sex again?"
That seemed to work. "I'll be right back." He said.
Jesse's POV
Yeah, I left pretty quickly.
"Epidural. Room 412." I said, out of breath to the nurse, sitting at the front desk.
"Are you her doctor?" The nurse asked, with a slight attitude.
"Um... no... But I'm A doctor. And I know that my wife needs some medicine." Yeah, it probably sounded a little rude. But how would any guy feel if they're wife threatened to take away,well, what marriedcouples do...
Just as I turned around, I saw the elevator open, followed by the entire Ankerman household. Susannah's Mom, in particular, ran out once she spotted me.
"Hey, Jesse." She said, giving me a hug. "What room is she in."
"412." I responded. "You guys go ahead. I'm going to get some ice chips." I told them, before going to the ice machine at the end of the hall.
Suze's POV
"Mommy!" I screamed when she walked in.
"Aw... Susie." She said, coming over to give me a hug, which I graciously accepted. I was in pain. Childbirth hurts like hell. But Mom seemed to be just as comforting as when I got a scrape from falling off my bike in the 1st grade. She held my hand, allowing me to squeeze if needed.
"Oh the whole family's here..." I said, as everyone walked in (even Jake's fiance) unable to keep the discontent from my voice. I mean, was this a party in the delivery room? And as if it wasn't crowded enough, my beloved husband chose that exact moment to walk in. As if he hasn't done enough...
"You again." I said, taking a cup of ice chips. He got me a big pitcher of them. In an attempt to butter me up I guess.
"Querida..."
"Unless the next words out of your mouth are 'the anastisiologist (sp?) is on the way' don't 'Querida' me..." I told him.
"Well, he is on the way. But I would also like to say I love you..." Jesse said sweetly.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah..."
Brad came up behind Jesse, speaking loud enough for everyone to here. "You know, it is kinda your fault she's in this mess."
"Well, it takes two people to make this-" He pointed in the general direction of my lower stomach, which was being torn apart at the moment "happen in the first place."
"Woah, we have a party going on here..." I heard from the door. I looked up to see Greg, followed by the man with the drugs.
"Oh thank God!" I shouted in relief as the medicine entered my bloodstream, sending a rush of euphoria throughout me.
"Holy crap! She's dialated at 10!" Greg exclaimed, suddenly.
Jesse's head shot up. "What? Already?"
"Yep. Betty," He called out into the hall, getting a nurse's attention. "We need to get ready for delivery and get everyone else out of here."
I gripped my Mom's hand tighter, looking up at her.
"I'll be right outside, Susie." She told me reassuringly, kissing my forehead.
"I love you, Mom." I said.
"I love you too, sweetie." She said as Andy eventually got her out of the room.
Jesse's POV
"OK, Suze. Are you ready?" Greg asked her.
"No..." Susannah said, as I took her hand.
"Querida, you can do this." I told her, as soothingly as I could. "It's just like those Lamaze classes we took."
"Oh, what do you know?" Susannah shouted angerly. She had beendoing alot of that. "How about I kick you in the nuts, and tell you to breathe through it?"
Breathing deeply, I shuddered at the visual.
Greg, thankfully, spoke up. "Alright, sorry to interupt. But we have to bring children into the world. Suze, I need you to push. At the count of three. 1... 2... 3... Push!"
Susannah gave my hand a tight squeeze as she screamed in agony. I hated hearing her in such pain. But I knew there was nothing I could do but provide a hand to hold. Which was possibly breaking at that moment, by the way. After one more push, I heard the most amazing sound in the world.
My child for the first time, crying.
I looked down at Susannah, whose look of absolute agony had dissapeared at moment. Well, not completly.
"Alright, one more push." Greg said. She seemed willing to get it over with, probably forgetting that we were only halfway through.
"It's a boy." He said with a smile before looking up at me. "Do you wanna cut the cord?"
I could only nod. I found it difficult to speak as I walked a few short steps before I saw Greg holding him as he cried. With one snip, I cut the umbilical cord.
He was beautiful. Five fingers. Five toes. Dark brown hair, and green eyes, just like Susannah's. The nurse picked him up and wrapped him in a blue blanket before handing him to Susannah.
"Oh my God..." She said, looking up at me. I stood next to her, running a finger down his soft cheek. He seemed to calm down when Susannah held him. "He's perfect."
"Just like you, Querida." I told her, kissing her hair as I wrapped an arm around her.
"Hector de Silva II." Susannah said, looking up at me, smiling as only a proud mother could. "Jesse Jr."
"I love it." I told her before kissing her. It was a simple peck, since we had an audience. "I'm going to tell the others. I'll be right back."
I ran out of the room towards the waiting room, where the family stood up and walked over to me.
"It's a boy." I said simply, smiling. Immediatly, Susannah's mom practically squeezed me to death as everyone said Congratulations.
"Have you guys named him yet?" David asked. I pulled away from her Mom, nodding.
"Jesse de Silva II." I told them. "I gotta go, she's about to have the other one." I said before leaving, running down to the delivary room.
Suze's POV
"Just in time..." Greg said as Jesse walked back in. I smiled when he stood next to me and took my hand.
This was quite unusual, considering I was about to have another child ripped from me, like a low budget horror film. But holding your child for the first time kinda changes you.
"OK, just like last time. Push at the count of three. One... two... three..." At Greg's command, I pushed. And boy, did it hurt. Well, not as bad as it did for Jesse Jr.
Yeah, the rest of it I have blocked from my memory. Seriously, who wants to remember that pain?
"Jesse, your up." Greg said a couple minutes later. He looked up at me. "You did great, Suze."
"Well, I do what I can..." I said sarcastically as Jesse walked over to Greg, and our baby.
"Nombre de Dios..." Jesse said, looking up at me. "Querida, it's a girl."
"Oh my God..." I said as he cut the cord. Evantually, I got to hold her. It felt just as amazing as before. She wasn't crying as much as Baby Jesse. did. She looked up at me as if she knew me. I gave her my finger which she squeezed. I never though I would feel so much bliss in that moment, throughout all nine months of the pregnancy.
"She looks like a Cristina." I told Jesse, looking up at him. Tears were in his eyes as his thumb stroked her hand. This was something Jesse and I never thought possible when we first met. But now, here they were. Our children. All he could do was nod in agreement before looking back up at me.
"One big happy family." He said, with a smile that no other human could match.
WOO HOO! BABIES!
Oh, I think my uterus skipped a beat.
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