Chapter 18

October 31st 2002, for the boy's first birthday, Tommy set up a birthday bash at his parent's place for the boys. The huge backyard was filled with blues and greens from all the decoration that could have filled a mansion. Normally, on Halloween, it's trick-or-treating time, but Tommy decided the boys should do that next year, when they can walk on their own completely, since it is their first birthday, a huge party would be enough and they didn't have to worry about the boys being frightened by costumes they might see.

Kimberly was now at 7 months, belly filled with their 3rd baby. Kimberly was surprised, but couldn't help but be happy as Tommy had a circus like birthday bash. With animals and kiddy rides for all the children to do. Kimberly had the boys in a daycare since she came back from island. She worked from home more often since she was pregnant these days. She was made a head executive designer finally, earning rights to market and do shows on her own. This was a great accomplishment for one so young and less than 2 years into the company, but her skills and experience was well beyond her 22 years.


The party started at 11 in the morning with confetti bombs and would end with fireworks eventually. The boys got pampered by everyone that arrived with presents. There was dozens of families there with their young ones from the daycare center. So dozens of screaming children filling the backyard. Tommy spared no expense to give his boys the best birthday party in history. The animals were the highlight of the party, with the children loving to feed and play with them. Tommy carried his boys around proudly with their little hats on.

Kimberly finally sat down for good around 5pm. She was tired. Tommy was holding each boy's hands before settling them to open all their present after the cake was being served.

"Honey, you okay?" Aisha asked.

"Just some back pains," Kimberly said shifting again.

"Want me to get Tommy?"

"No, he and the boys are having their fun."

"Okay," Aisha said. Jason sat next to Kimberly.

"You okay?"

"Yeah, just a bit heartburn and back pains, nothing to run to Tommy about."

"Want something to drink?"

"No. Thanks though." Kimberly groaned as she tried to sit better. "Hey baby, let Mommy be." Jason rubbed her belly.

"Leaveus alone," Kimberly said.

"Feisty. Hormones?"

"I'm gonna hormone you."

"Want some more cake?"

"I couldn't eat another bite." Rocky came over with slice of cake and took a sit with them. Just as he went to take a bite, Kimberly took the small plate and fork. She moaned as she ate it.

"Do you know how many kids I had to fight for that slice!"

"You took this from a kid, how dare you boy!" Aisha slapped her boyfriend upside the head.

"What? I was hungry," Rocky said.

"You're always hungry!" Everyone laughed as Rocky shrugged.


Another few months later

Tommy and Kimberly were getting ready for birth of their third child, as it was December 31st. Her due date was 2 days ago. Tommy was helping Kimberly get into the car; his parents were taking care of the twins and would be meeting them there shortly after getting the boys ready since it was late in the evening. It was late that day, nearly 8pm. Kimberly and Tommy just got the boys in bed, when Kimberly felt her legs go numb and her water broke. Tommy looked over and saw the slight trickle. He freaked, as men do, getting into a rush, but got under control thanks to Kimberly. The sun already set. Kimberly groaned as Tommy buckled her up loosely.
"Another contraction?"

"You think!"

"Sorry."

"Do you have the directions?" Kimberly asked.

"Yes."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes."

"You know Dr. Mara moved to Christ hospital which is 45 minutes away."

"Yes, Kimberly. We have been through this before. Shit, girl. I know where I'm going."

"You've only driven here once before, let me drive."

"No, damnit, sit back."

"Why not?"

"You are in labor!"

"Oh, I'll be fine to drive!"

"My mother, your mother would kill me if I let you drive."

"I am fucking fine!"

"Just sit back, Beautiful and breath with me." They went through their Lamaze breathing exercises together as Tommy pulled out the parking lot with his hand on her stomach. Kimberly breathed with him, as he rubbed her stomach and drove.


After 40 minutes, Tommy looked at the paper and back at the road. He groaned.
"Pull over."

"No, I will find it."

"Pull over now!"

"I will find it!" Tommy looked at the paper and took a hard right. Kimberly gasped, closing her eyes. She could tell he was nervous, but too stubborn to let her drive. "Stupid men" Kimberly thought. 5 minutes later of searching for the right exit, and Kimberly had enough of him searching in the dark.

"Tommy pull over and let me drive."

"You are in labor!"

"And at this rate I will be having this baby on the side of the road! Let me drive!"

"I just have to make one turn!" Tommy looked back and saw the road clear. He did a quick U-turn.

"Tommy! You are going to kill us!" Kimberly grabbed his arm.

"We are fine," Tommy said placing his hand on her belly. "We will be there shortly."

"Try now!" Kimberly gritted through clenched teeth as another contraction hit her.

"Breath, Beautiful!"

"I'm breathing, just shut up and find that fucking hospital!" Kimberly screamed.


Kimberly parked the car as they finally arrived to the hospital. Tommy rushed to her side after he grabbed the bag and helped Kimberly walk into the hospital. Dr. Mara rushed to Kimberly and Tommy with a wheelchair.

"You called me 2 hours ago!"

"Ask stupid," Kimberly said as she was put in a wheelchair.

"I took the wrong exit."

"Figure," Dr. Mara said. "I have a room waiting for you."

"Good, because I think I can feel the baby's head in my pelvis." Kimberly cried out as another contraction hit her. Dr. Mara quickly had Kimberly placed on a bed.

"Almost, about 7 cm. You two cut it close." The family came rushing over to them.

"Where were you two!" Tommy's mother said. "We've been here half an hour!"

"What happened?" Kim's mother asked.

"We got lost."

"Tommy!"

"I got lost."

"Tommy!"

"Got to go," Tommy rushed to Kimberly.

"That boy," Tommy's mother said as they disappeared into an elevator.

Tommy was getting dressed up as Kimberly was prepped for delivery. Kimberly was in hard labor now for an hour and ready to push. She was breathing hard as the nurses helped Tommy.

"Tommy…"

"Hey, hey, shhh…it's okay. I'm here." Tommy took her hand.

"I'm sorry for yelling."

"I'm sorry for getting us lost."

"Me too. I kind of didn't know where I was going either, but I knew I couldn't tell you that." Tommy smiled and bent down to kiss her.

"But we made it."

"We did."

"Looks like we are about to have a New Year's Eve baby born," Dr. Mara said putting on gloves. Tommy smiled.


An hour later, right at the stroke of midnight, baby Oliver number 3 was born. A boy. A hollering baby boy, Rupert James Oliver came into the world screaming.

"Happy New Year, Beautiful."

"Happy New Year, Tommy." They kissed. The baby was placed on Mommy. Kimberly kissed him many times with Tommy. "Hello Rupert. Hello."

"Hello, little man."

"He looks like you."

"I see." Kimberly and Tommy kissed again. "Wish it was a girl?"

"No. We'll have her next." Tommy smiled and kissed his son again.

"Next huh?" Tommy asked finally holding his son.

"You promised me."

"I did. And I never break my promises to you." They kissed softly again. Their family and friends welcomed into the room once both were cleaned up, filling the room with 'awww's and 'oooo's.



Over 3 years later


Tommy was thumbing through some books to read to Rupert for bed. It was pretty late, especially for a 3-year old to be so wide awake, but Rupert wasn't going to bed until his Daddy read him a story. The twins were in bed as well waiting on their story.

Tommy had returned from Africa after he led a dig back in January. Kimberly was pregnant with their 4th child, got a surprising package in the mail a week before Tommy returned home for the holidays. Tommy had taken a few months off from resource to do the trip to Africa that started earlier that fall. Tommy and Kimberly had moved from their home in LA into a new home before little Rupert was 1 years old, now 3. The new home was on the outskirts of LA, a little town. Kimberly knew Tommy's apartment wasn't not going to support their family for any longer, especially with Rupert here. Just like any suburban place, their new town was great with a nice community and neighborhood. The house was 2-story, 4 bedrooms. The twins and little Rupert shared a room, as the twins got bunk beds and Rupert his own bed. They had made up the nursery for the incoming baby, hoping for a baby girl. Kimberly loved the place the day they moved in.


It took the couple about a few years before they settled into their new home completely. Kimberly was still working with Forester's Inc. Head designer still these days, owning apart of the company herself. It had been a surprising past year. Tommy sent her a suitcase with 3 unique gems, he found on his trip. She knew her life; their lives and their children's lives would never be the same. She almost hated how PR seems to follow them even after all these years.

"What are we going to do with Dino gems, Tommy?"

"I don't know."

"Do you think there is an evil being waiting to use them?"

"There is always evil out there, Beautiful. But know this. No harm will come to our family because of this."

"Promise me."

"I promise." They kissed. Tommy pressed his hands to her belly. "No harm will come to our babygirl."

"Or boy."

"No, this is our little girl. I can feel it." Kimberly hugged him.


On Independence Day. Kimberly was rushed to the hospital after complaining about pain in her stomach. She wasn't due for another week, but their baby had other ideas.

"I can't…I can't push…" Tommy was the only thing holding Kimberly up as the pain finally took over and she stopped everything as she fell back.

"This is not working. Can't you help her, medication or…" Tommy asked as helooked at the doctor.

"Kimberly has had her epidural, Tommy. Anything else would hurt the baby."

"What's going on?"

"This baby is not coming down."

"What?"

"She's too breeched, I can't turn her."

"She?"

"Oh, sorry, it's a girl." Kimberly looked at Dr. Mara with a smile.

"I knew it, Beautiful."

"What can I do?" Kimberly asked as Dr. Mara looked over at the fetal monitors and shook her head

"We can't waitany longer to have this baby like this. The baby is in distress, Kimberly…"

"What?"

"You are not going to be able to have this baby the normal way."

"What does that mean exactly?"

"I'm going to push for a Caesarean operation now."

"Isn't that dangerous!"

"If we wait any longer, you will lose this baby." Kimberly gasped as she looked up at Tommy.

"Okay."

"Okay. Nurse, we're going to need some help, call for the operating room to be opened immediately."

"Right, doctor."


Kimberly was rushed to an operating room, where they prepped her and Tommy for C-section. Half-way through, Kimberly's vitals went down, significantly. Kimberly was put under slight atheistic, so not to feel much pain. Dr. Mara and her team had a hard time getting the baby out, who didn't seem to like the idea of being pulled out.

"Doctor, she's hemorrhaging."

"I see that." Dr. Mara attempted to remove the baby again. They had been quickly working for 10 minutes now, which that should have been long enough to deliver a baby.

"She's losing a lot of blood, Doctor."

"Clamps!"

"Tommy…"

"Baby…" Tommy started to panic as Kimberly couldn't stay awake. "Kimberly!" Tommy looked at the doctor and nurses working quickly.

"Get me more suction!"

"What's going on?"

"Tommy concentrate on Kimberly."

"What's happening!" Tommy stood up. "What's…what's wrong?"

"Dr. Mara….we're losing her."

"Tommy, concentrate on Kimberly! Just give me one more minute…." Dr. Mara looked up just as Kimberly's vitals went to extremely low; she was seconds from losing her. Dr. Mara pulled the baby free finally. "Kimberly, stay with me! Kim! More line, I need to caterize these vessels!" A nurse quickly took the newborn as the doctor worked on Kimberly frenetically.

"Kimberly!"

BBBBBBeeeeeeeeepppppp


Kimberly was softly singing to lil bundle in pink in her arms. Trish Maria Rose Oliver, born on July 4th. Her babygirl was finally here and born a week early at that. So wasn't like her big brothers at all, though she came out with a head full of hair like her Daddy. She carried Kim's eyes and facial features. Kimberly cried the moment she laid eyes on her daughter once she woke up. Lil Trish had to spend a little extra time in the nursery due to the C-section operation.

Tommy came into the bedroom after putting the boys to bed and reading 3 stories. He found Kimberly standing by the window ledge holding their new babygirl. She had just gotten out of the hospital 2 days ago.

"Hey, what are you doing up? You just gave birth!" Tommy rushed to her side.

"I'm fine."

"You need to rest. You can't be up on your own, so soon. Dr. Mara said the only way she would let you go home if you rested."

"I am. I haven't left the bed all afternoon."

"You gave me quite a scare, Beautiful." Tommy eased her over to the bed. Kimberly groaned, as Tommy slightly touched her side to sit her down. "Sorry."

"It's okay."

"I'll get the pump so you don't have to sit up and breastfeed."

"I'm fine Tommy." Kimberly touched his face and kissed him. "I can handle this."

"You scare me, Beautiful. You just had serious surgery to have Trish and you shouldn't be on your feet so soon. I almost lost you..."

"Shhh...I wasn't far."

"But you wasn't here and I don't know if I could have handled that." Kimberly touched his face after wiping his eyes of his tears.

"I'm sorry. I won't get up anymore without your help." Tommy pulled her hand and kissed her open palm.

"Promise?"

"I promise." They kissed. Tommy touched lil Trish's face. She was feasting away at her mother's breast. "Isn't she beautiful?"

"Of course, she is. She looks exactly like her mother." Kimberly smiled. Tommy kissed her cheek. "She is going to be so spoiled."

"Oh, yeah." Tommy kissed the baby's head. Kimberly looked up at Tommy. Tommy kissed her.

"Our family is complete."

"Very much."

"We have everything we ever wanted..."

"And more."

"Do you love our life, Mrs. Oliver?" Tommy asked.

"So much, tiger. I love everything, wouldn't change a thing." Tommy chuckled.

"Maybe the boys?"

"A little, especially their badness." Tommy kissed her again with a smile.

"I like that badness."

"You would. They get it from you."

"And I suppose the things that makes them good is from you?"

"Of course!"

"Which means Trish is going is bad."

"To the core." Kimberly looked down at her little girl after laughing. "But she's our angel."

"Of course, justlike her mother." Tommy put his arm around Kimberly as he kissed the side of her head.