Chapter 18

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"Why won't he just come out," Gabriella groaned from the bed, waving her arms about. Looking exhausted and ready to give up.

I licked my lips and shuffled forward on the plush chair to hold Gabriella's hand. "Don't know," I replied shortly.

We had been at the hospital since 10pm, it was now 11 the next morning. We had been at hospital for 13 hours, Gabriella was only 7cm dilated, the mid wife had came in and checked roughly 3 hours ago.

"Come on, we're going for a little walk," I said, squeezing her hand, standing up. I helped Gabriella up and helped her into the wheelchair. The doctor said that if Gabriella wanted to get out of the room, she had to be in the wheelchair.

"Where do you wanna go, baby?" I asked, wheeling her out of the room.

"The nursery," Gabs grinned up at me.

"Okay," I chuckled, placing my hand on her shoulder and giving it a gentle squeeze. I wheeled her towards the nursery to see a couple already standing at the big window, holding each other and smiling into the room. They both looked toward us, smiling gently.

"How long has it been?" The woman asked, who looked a few years older than us.

"12 hours," Gabriella grumbled, holding her stomach.

"Wow," The woman's eyebrows raised "Your first?"

"Yeah," I chuckled "So which one is yours?" I asked.

"The baby girl second from the right, third row," The man told me. Pointing against the thick glass.

"She's so cute," I smiled and Gabriella let out a small squeal, holding her stomach.

"Ow, Ow, Ow," She said through gritted teeth. I offered her my hand which she grabbed and squeezed hard. "Troy," She breathed heavily.

"Sh, it's okay," I said, leaning over and kissing her forehead. "We better get back to the room, it was nice meeting you and good luck," I smiled at them.

"You too and good luck," The man chuckled, pointing to my hand which was being gripped by Gabriella.

"It's good that she's not very strong," I chuckled lightly.

The couple laughing gently and I wheeled Gabriella quickly down the hall toward her room and helped her back into the bed just as the doctor came in.

"Hey Gabriella, I'm just going to check how far along you are," She said, pulling on some plastic gloves and dipping beneath her hospital clothing.

"Yeah, just get him out," Gabs moaned, flopping her arm over her sweaty face.

I smiled at my girlfriend and kissed her palm which was dangling off of her face. "Alright, your 9 cm. I'd say you'll be ready to push in an hour to an hour and a half," The midwife smiled at us as she peeled off the gloves.

"Finally," Gabriella cheered "Oh shit," She mumbled a few seconds later. "No, I want him too stay in, he's not coming out," Gabriella slammed her legs together.

"He's gonna have to one way or another," My mid wife smiled "I'll be in to check on you in an hour," She said before exiting the room and continuing her runs for the day.

Gabriella sighed "I only want you in the room when I'm pushing a 7 pound baby out of a 10cm hole," Gabs grumbled, rubbing her stomach.

"Okay, baby," I chuckled, leaning over to give her a gentle kiss "You want to see everybody now?" I asked, stroking the wet pieces of hair back off her face.

"No," She shook her head "I just want a drink,"

"I'll go get you some ice chips, I'll be right back," I smiled, kissing her forehead and quickly making my way to the cafeteria so I could get the ice chips and be back with my child's mother.

"Hey Troy," My dad shouted from behind me. I turned around and waited until my dad was stood in front of me "Gabi in her room?" He asked.

"Yeah, I'm just getting her some ice chips," I told him, pointing my thumb behind me and in the direction of the cafeteria.

"Me and your mother and Dylan are going home because Ollie is coming home soon, he got an earlier flight. Call us if anything happens," My dad said, pointing his finger at me.

"Yeah sure, thanks dad," I smiled, genuinely.

"No problem, son," My dad pulled me into a hug and wished me luck in my ear.

Once we pulled back, I smiled lightly and he patted my shoulder and walked away, smacking Dylan's head lightly which earned a protest from my younger brother. I continued the trek to the cafeteria to get the ice chips. I got them and hurried back to Gabriella who had pain written on her face and her hands clutching her stomach, I quickly went up to her, put the ice chips down and held her hand while rubbing her back.

"Deep breaths," I whispered into her ear, kissing her temple.

Her breathing got deep and she let out a little scream "OW!" She wailed, biting her bottom lip, eyes tightly shut.

I kissed her head again and continued to rub her back as the contraction passed, she relaxed against me. "I really want him out but I know it's gonna hurt so much," Gabs whispered, her head on my chest, breathing heavily.

"Only 2 hours to go and then hopefully we'll have our boy," I said, pulling back slightly to look into her in the eyes, stroking her chin, slowly.

"Yeah," Gabs sighed, snuggling into my again.

"Get some sleep, you need your energy," I told her, laying back against the back of the bed, wrapping my arms around her, stroking her stomach.

Gabriella nodded her slightly sweaty head against my chest, kissing my left pec before mumbling "I love you,"

"I love you too, gorgeous," I whispered, kissing her forehead.

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Gabriella woke up half an hour later, clutching her stomach with one hand and the other tightened it's grip on my shirt. "Fuck!" She mumbled "OW!" Gabriella breathed. "Troy, oh god. Please, make it stop," She cried, her voice breaking.

I sat up slightly, rubbing her back. "I wish I could, I wish I could," I repeated, licking my lips. "Not long now, it'll all be worth it, I promise you," I told Gabriella.

"No! Shit, I hate you for doing this to me," Another tear slipped down her face and her grip tightened even further- if that was popular- on my shirt.

"It's okay, baby," I kissed her forehead as her grip loosened after a couple of minutes. Her breathing very heavy. I ran my thumb across her sticky forehead.

"How much longer?" Gabriella whined.

"I don't know, sweetie," I said, honestly.

Gabs just nodded and rested her bump in the crease of my thigh and hip so she could get more comfortable in this painful time.

We then heard a knock at the door and the mid wife's head peeked in "Is it okay if I come on?" She asked.

"Yeah," Gabs said weakly.

The midwife walked in and put on another lot of gloves. "So how are you feeling, Gabriella?" She asked, smiling.

"Hurting and tired," Gabs mumbled, not moving.

"Okay, well let's see how far along you are," She said, nicely.

Gabriella rolled on too her back and parted her legs, reluctantly. "So Gabs do you want any pain relief for the actual labour?" The midwife asked, moving her hand between Gabriella's legs.

"Just gas and air, please," Gabriella said, laying limply against me. I laced both my hands with hers, hoping to give her some comfort. "The contractions are killing me,"

"Okay and Gabriella you should be ready to push in about half an hour, approximately that's if your contractions keep going as strong as you say," The midwife smiled "Enjoy your last half hour," She joked.

I chuckled and Gabs gave a lazy smile. "Thanks," I said, kissing the top of my girlfriend's head.

"Would you like me to get anything for you?"

"I'm okay, thank you," Gabriella said, closing her eyes, getting the last bit of rest she could.

"Okay, I'll be back soon to set up the gas and air for you," She said before giving one last smile and walking out, shutting the door behind her.

"How lucky are we to get a private room, ay babe?" I said, keeping my fingers laced with hers, my arms laying on her stomach.

"Mhm, Is it okay if I just get a few minutes, I feel weak enough as it is," 'Is' came out through gritted teeth, her hands gripping mine as another contraction shook her body.

Gabriella let out a squeal, biting down on her bottom lip hard as her tensed and she did the breathing exercises she leant when we took a couple of labour classes.

After about 5 minutes the contraction died down and her body relaxed against me again. "Rest," I said simply to Gabs and laced one of my hands with her my other hand, stroking her hair. "You want me to tie your hair up?" I asked, pressing a light kiss to her clammy neck.

"Please," She replied, leaning forward slightly. I leant down and opened the bag, digging around to find a hair band, once a got one. I sat back up, gathering her hair and tying the hair tie around it into a sloppy bun; kissing the back of her neck. "Thank you,"

"Your welcome," I smiled and let her flop against me.

For the next half an hour, Gabriella got some rest and I called my mom telling her to bring the family over to the hospital. I quickly went out to greet them before coming back into the room where the midwife was checking Gabriella.

"10cm, your ready to push," She said. Gabriella had already been moved to the delivery room and I was just getting into the scrubs the doctors gave me.

"Oh shit," Gabriella looked at me, worried, panic written all over her face.

I quickly made my way over to her and held her right hand with my right hand and had the other on the back of her neck, massaging lightly. "It's okay, your gonna be fine. It's okay," I told her, tilting her chin to me and pressing my lips to her a couple of times, lingering on the last one and pulling back. "I love you,"

"I love you too," Gabs smiled before the mid wife grabbed her attention.

"Gabriella on the next contraction I want you to push, okay?" The mid wife said looking up at Gabs before looking back under the sheet covering her lower half.

Gabriella nodded, biting her lip. She looked adorable in one of my old t-shirts and her bump, all sweaty. But then the realization hit me, I was going to be a dad. Someone was going to rely on me.

A sudden grip on my hand and a yell broke me from my thoughts; I saw Gabriella hunched over, face screwed up and a death grip on my hand.

"Come on baby," I encouraged, rubbing her back with my finger tips.

"Good Gabriella, keep going, push, push, push," The midwife said.

"Troy," Gabs screamed and lay against my side, breathing heavily.

"Okay, I want you to do the same again on the next contraction,"

"Okay, you can do this, baby," I smiled, kissing her head again.

Gabriella's eyes meet mine and I gave her a lightly kiss before her face went into pain again and her body shot forward.

"Push, come on," I said, edging her on.

"The baby is almost crowning, Gabriella. Come on another big push," The mid wife said, doing her work down there.

"Ow, Ow, Ow," Gabs chanted as I encouraged her to push and tell her everything will be worth it when she's holding our baby boy in her arms.

"Okay, Gabriella just a little more and then he's crowning," The mid wife said, her hand coming out to grab something from a tray and went back to her job.

Gabriella's hand tightened on mine as she kept pushing our baby out, as soon as the mid wife told us he was crowning, Gabs fell limply against me, lips dry, eyes closed, breathing heavy, sweaty forehead.

"Right Gabriella on the next push I need you to push really hard, okay? So the baby's head is out so he doesn't get stuck and to get him out smoothly. He's in a really good position now," My mid wife explained to a tired Gabriella.

Gabs nodded and I grabbed the wet cloth next to me and dabbed her head with it, hoping to cool her down slightly. "Troy, we are never having sex again," Gabriella's voice built up as the sentence went on, her body leant forward by itself and Gabriella was forced to push again.

I ignored her comment because well that's what my dad said all women say when there giving birth. "Come on baby," I cheered on. "Keep pushing, your doing amazing," I smiled, massaging her lower back.

"Gabriella keep pushing, harder. I can see the chest. "

Mine and the mid wife's comment must have work because Gabriella let out a scream and the mid wife told us the head was out. The contraction must of settled down because once again Gabs lay against me. "Troy Bolton," Gabriella grabbed my t-shirt and brought me down face to face "We are never, ever, ever having sex, ever again. Clear?" Gabriella growled at me.

"Your doing amazing," I smiled, kissing her gently. I was slightly sucking up to her but she was doing extremely well as they say child birth is the most painful thing a woman can go through.

"Suck UP!" Gabs screamed the word 'UP' and once again her body threw her forward and Gabriella was pushing. "Troy," Gabriella cried, letting tears fall down her red sticky face. "It hurts so much," She cried again and leant against me.

"No, baby come on. Your doing so well. Just think of our boy, yeah?" I said, kissing her temple. "You can do this. Your making me so proud, baby," I cooed.

Gabriella screamed and cried and pushed for the next two contractions. "Okay, Gabriella I need a big final push from you and you'll have your baby,"

"You hear that, gorgeous. One final push and we'll have our baby. Yeah? One final push," I gave up some motivation before she had to start pushing again.

"I can't Troy, I can't. It hurts too much. You do it for me," She cried heavily into my shoulder.

I bit my lip "You can do this," I whispered, repeatedly kissing her head. "I know you can,"

"Okay," Gabriella mumbled, her eyes closed. "It's coming," Gabriella told me, I helped her up so she was hunched over again.

"Push, baby," I said, holding her knee. "Come on," After a few more seconds of pushing a loud wail was heard in the room as Gabriella collapsed against me in a sweaty, hot, tired mess.

"Congratulations, you have had a beautiful baby boy," The midwife stood up with a bloody crying baby. "Troy would you like to cut the umbilical cord?" She asked.

I nodded numbly and got up, took the equipment the midwife gave me and cut my baby's umbilical cord.

"I'll just clean him up while Gabriella delivers the placenta," She said, taking him to be cleaned up.

I looked down at Gabriella who was exhausted, sweaty, eyes closed and breathing starting to become regular. "I'm so proud of you, baby," I smiled, leaning down and kissing her lightly on the lips.

"Hmm," She hummed and sat up, leaning against me, her eyes opening. "Where's my baby?" She suddenly said, looking round.

"He's just getting cleaned up, calm down," I smiled and kissed her cheek.

After a couple of minutes, the after birth was finished and our baby was now wrapped up in a blue blanket and handed to Gabriella. "Hey baby boy, I'm your mommy," I watched Gabriella and the baby, smiling, tears brimming my eyes. That was my son. My flesh and blood. I watched Gabriella's index finger glide over our baby's cheek as he wriggled into her, knowing she was his mommy. "He's gorgeous," Gabs cooed, stroking the little dark brown hair which he had.

"He is," I smiled, wiping the tears that had escaped my eyes.

"Are you crying?" Gabriella said, glancing up at me.

"Only because I have a son and I'm so frigging proud of you," I chuckled lightly, hugging Gabriella closer to me and I stroked our baby's cheek. "What are we going to call him?" I asked, tracing his little ear.

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Gabriella was getting wheeled to a private room where she could sleep and rest, I took the baby to see my family and Gabriella's brothers. We had decided on a name and already today the mid wife so the hospital could put it on the birth certificate which me and Gabriella had sighed.

"Hey guys," I whispered as I walked to the group of people who all stood up once they noticed me. "I have someone I want you to meet," I smiled, holding my baby close to me. "Guys this is Bentley Tanner Kai Bolton and Bentley this is everybody," I introduced, grinning as Bentley's eyes opened and his tiny hand came up to grab the tip of my index finger. I bit her lip, leaning down to softly kiss his forehead.

"Oh Troy, he's adorable," My mom cooed over my baby boy.

Everybody commented on his and stroking his cheek or some part of him.

"Where's Gabriella?" My oldest brother, Ollie asked.

"She's in her room, you guys want to come see her?" I asked, holding Bentley securely, supporting his little head.

Everybody nodded and we all made our way to Gabriella's room, everyone following me. I poked my head in the door way.

"Baby? Is it okay if everybody comes in?" I asked and she was laying on her side, nodded. "Guys, come in," I told them, everybody walking into the room. I sat next to Gabriella on the bed and handed her Bentley.

"Congratulations Gabi," Dylan said, smiling at her.

I wrapped my arm around her shoulder and let Bentley keep hold of my finger. Gabriella started a little conversation with everybody and I talked to Bentley.

"Hey Bentley, you like holding Daddy's finger huh?" I wiggled my finger in his grasp and he just held tighter. This little guy was stronger.

"Come on, Family photo," My mom grinned and got her camera out, standing at the bottom of the bed. I looked up and smiled at the camera along with Gabriella. "Beautiful," My mom smiled.

I looked at Gabriella and kissed her softly "I love you,"

"I love you too," She replied and turned to Bentley "And I love you,"

"I love you too, buddy," I smiled, kissing her forehead.

STSTST

It was safe to say these past few months I've been to hell and back but honestly? It was all worth it just to watch Gabriella talk to Bentley right now. We've had our up's and downs and I know there's many more to come but as me and Gabriella do we'll do it one step at a time. Now, with Bentley also. I would never of imagined a year ago that I would be here sitting in a hospital bed with the two people important things in my life: my son and my girlfriend. This hasn't been an easy road and it was completely different than how we imagined our lives but as teenagers do, they adapted to their new change and for us- me and Gabriella we were going to have to base our lives around Bentley and I wouldn't have it any other way.

Bentley Tanner Kai Bolton

17th June 2010

6lb 3oz

Father: Troy Alexander Bolton

Mother: Gabriella Lee Montez

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