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Chapter One – Wise Words

"I can't do this! I don't want this! I don't want it!" A 17 year old Bianca screamed as she was on a medical bed being rushed into the operating room.

"Bianca please, don't let me go at this alone!" A 16 year old Chris said sprinting into the room in scrubs.
"It's not my fault the condom broke – Ahh!" Bianca screamed.

"Sit back Ms. Summers." The nurse said. "The contractions are coming closer together, she's fully dilated."

"Are you the father?" The female doctor said walking in.
"Yes." Chris said.
"Good." The doctor replied. She sat on the stool, then swung herself over to Bianca. "What do we have here."

"Christopher…" Bianca said with a sweating forehead and the drugs taking effect. "The baby is yours, I don't want it. Take good care of it."
"Bianca please, don't. I can't do this alone." He said fear tinkling all over his body.

"She's under." The Nurse said, raising her eye brow, and point a flash light into it.
"She's under, what does that mean?" Chris said, panicking looking around.
"She's drugged up everything will be fine."

"No it won't, I can't do this without her." Chris said, "take her out of it, I need to talk to her."

"I see a head." The doctor stated.
Chris' stomach dropped to his feet, he closed his eyes, "It's all a dream, its all a dream. Wake up. Wake up."
"Look!" The nurse said coming up to him. "It's not a dream, you got this girl pregnant, you're the father aren't you!"

"Yes." Chris replied, looking at the nurse.
"Then act one!"

Chris was shaking, his hands were sweaty and sweat was falling from his forehead.

"I got a shoulder." The female doctor said, she glazed at Chris for a minute. "Don't throw up Mr. Halliwell – this is a clean room."

Chris could feel the color draining from his face.
"I have a second shoulder, it should be coming out right about –" The next thing Chris heard was the cry of a baby. Chris closed his eyes, it wasn't real, this wasn't happening.

"It's not real, its not real."
"The cord has been cut. Congratulations Dad, you have a son." She said looking at Chris. Chris was frozen, gripping the metal bars of the bed. He kept his glare at where the Doctor was sitting. The Doctor stood up and walked over to Chris.

"Mr. Halliwell?" She said putting her hand on his shoulder. Chris seemed to be jerked out of the trance and looked at her, his face was pale white.
"Yes?" He swallowed hard.

"You're son is waiting for you."

"My son?" He said

"Yes." She said smiling, "Look, I know you are scared, you're terrified out of your wits."
"Really?" He said, as his hand was shaking on the metal bars of the bed, as he gripped them.

"Yes. I've been where you are…I had my daughter when I was 17."

Chris looked up at her.

"And I was scared, I wanted to get up and run. I wanted to so badly, but I couldn't, you know why?" She waited for him to reply, but he only looked at her. "If I ran from her, I would have left this innocent and defenseless child with no one, and she would have been off worse then me, and weight of all that me leaving her behind would have haunted me my whole life. I love my daughter, she is the reason I wake up every morning, and she is going off to college in a few weeks. Love your son Christopher, this was not the life you planned I know, but you're son needs you, and soon you'll realize you'll need him."

Chris shook his head, "okay."

"Do you want to meet you're son?"

Chris closed his eyes, he took a deep breath. He nodded his head. The doctor smiled, "That's a good boy." She turned around and took the baby boy who was know wrapped in a tight white blanket.

"How big is he?"
"7 Pounds, 2 ounces." The female nurse replied. "Good healthy boy," She smiled at the nurse, "Thank you."

The doctor turned, and smiled at Chris. "He's a very healthy 7 pounds, 2 ounces." She smiled. Chris looked down and at the bundle, he let go of the bed, and put his arms out, and the doctor lowered the baby into Chris' arms.
"Support the head with your elbow-" She said, "That's right, and the legs."
The doctor stood back and looked at the baby in Chris arms.

As Chris looked down at the baby, it was twisted up and seemed to be sleeping. Then the baby jerked it's head, and open its eyes, and as the baby boy opened it's amazing blue eyes Chris saw something so beautiful, and so perfect. He smiled and the baby whimpered and closed its eyes once more.

"Have you thought of a name?" The nurse asked.

Chris looked up from the baby and to the Nurse. "Umm, yeah." He replied, "Joshua Nathan Halliwell".