Huey sneered at his ringing pocket, his hands gripping at the wheel tighter and tighter. He finally grew fed up with it and turned it off, driving as fast as he could. He didn't want to talk to anyone, and whoever was calling him (he was sure it was Jazmine) wasn't leaving him alone.

Jazmine, however, was moaning as she rolled on the floor, trying to get Huey to answer his cell. She must have dialed the number a billion times. Each time she was greeted with, "This is Huey. Leave a message," she'd cry into the receiver only to have her message go unchecked. Tears were spilling from her eyes as the pain burned like a heated knife.

She tried to recall the emergancy number but was drawing a blank. All she could think of was the pain.

Finally, the door opened and she jumped. Could it be Huey?

"Hey Big Huey!" No. Caesar.

"Caesar! Help!" Jazmine moaned. The young man stepped into the room and his eyes popped wide open, seeing the pathetic woman writing in her own pain on the ground, "The baby's coming and Huey isn't here!"

"Woah! Damn... okay," Caesar exclaimed, running over to her and helping her up on to her butt, "Have you tried calling him?"

"Yes... but... he's mad at me... He won't answer,"

"Shit... okay, look, girl, we gotta get you to the hospital ASAP," He helped her up, not expecting her to be so damn heavy. She heaved and moaned but made it to her feet. She rocked back and shouted in pain. A contraction, "C'mon, girl, we gotta get ya to the car,"

She was able to walk to the car without too much trouble. Caesar had to hold onto her the entire time, making her take each step as if it were on lava rocks.

The actual driving part was the worst, however. Caesar loved his car. LOVED his car. So having a...wet woman in labor sitting in his front seat was making him feel a bit sick. Her screaming was making it worst, though. He was ducking and weaving through traffic, racing as fast as he knew the car could go without sending them crashing.

A police officer on a motorcycle passed them, giving Caesar an angry look, "Pull OVER!" Caesar pointed to Jazmine with a desperate look on his face.

"SHE HAVIN A BABY, FOOL!"

The police officer nodded in assent, a smile on his face as he snapped in front of Caesar and helped him through. Caesar sighed in relief, starting to feel a bit better about getting there on time. He popped his cell open and tried Huey, who didn't answer. His phone was off? What was that moron thinking?

"Hello?"

"Amie! Thank God! Jazmine's having the baby NOW!"

"Now? Caesar, I just saw her today she shouldn't-"

"SHE'S HAVING THE BABY RIGHT NOW! WE'RE ALMOST TO THE HOSPITAL AND SHE'S GETTING MY CAR ALL BIRTH-I-FIED!" Caesar shouted.

"Okay, calm down. I'll call the hospital for you," Amie said steadily, "Where's Huey?"

"I don't know! The niggah wont answer his phone and he's mad SHE'S GETTING BABY JUNK ALL OVER MY FRONT SEAT, AMIE!"

"Okay, Okay. Just get to the hospital as fast as you can. Don't do anything to stress her out,"

"Stress her out!?"

"Yes! Like yelling about your car!"

"Oh... gotcha. Kay. Later,"

Caesar snapped his cell shut and opened it again to try for Huey. Again, he didn't answer. But it didn't matter since they were pulling up at the clinic. Jazmine needed alot of help getting out of the car, luckily for Caesar, the cop decided to help them out. He grabbed her left side and Caesar took the right and together they were able to hobble her into the hospital.

"Freeman?" The nurse asked, coming over to them. Caesar nodded.

"Yeah, this is Jazmine, she's bout to give birth,"

"Yes, we know," The nurse said, getting some more nurses to bring a wheel chair over, "C'mon, hun. Are you the father?"

"Me? N-no. I'm just uh... no. I'm not the father,"

"Can you contact the father?"

"I can try," Caesar admitted.

"He's... mad at me," Jazmine groaned, still clutching Caesar's hand, "Don't call him anymore, please?"

"Sweety, he needs to be here," The nurse told her thoughtfully, already carting her to her room, "Now, we don't have to call him but if he wants to be here then you shouldn't let him hate himself for not knowing about it,"

Jazmine sighed and nodded at Caesar, but before she could say anything she screamed again and rolled her head back, "Just get it out, please! Please!"

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"Yeah?" Riley picked up his phone, looking at Huey who was sitting in the younger brother's apartment with a beer in his hand, "Huey here? uh..." he looked at his brother who shook his head to insuate that he didn't want to speak to anyone at the moment, "Uh... whatcha need?"

"His baby momma is HAVIN his baby! An' I'm about to have to go in! Don't he make me go in that birthing room!"

"Jazmine's havin the baby now!?"

Huey jumped up and snatched the phone, slamming it on his ear, "Caese!? Where are you?"

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A very flustered black man came nearly running into the hospital waiting room. He trotted right up to the front desk and exclaimed a quick, "Jazmine?"

"The pregnant woman?"

"Yes!"

"You're the father?"

"YES!"

"Room 708. She's already in labor,"

"Thanks!" And with that, Huey took off down the hall, without actually sprinting, he kept his pace as fast as he could without being too reckless. He swung by the elevator and pushed the up button. He tapped his foot about three hundred times. He looked like a man who had just jugged three gallons of raw caffene, but he didn't really care about appearances at the moment.

Ugh! How long was the elevator going to take!?

The doors suddenly fwooshed open. It was packed. Huey cursed and took off down the hall. He cut a sharp turn at the stairs and bolted up, this time, actually running as fast as he could.

Once he reached the second floor, he started looking at the numbers on the wall by the doors.

705... 706... 707...708. He took a deep breath and tore the door open, dashing inside and over to the bed at the center of the room. Jazmine's green eyes popped wide open. He saw her mouth form his name, but he didn't even hear it. It was if everything was blank.

"Jazmine..." He finally caught his breath, grabbing her hand, "Are you okay?"

"I...I'm so sorry, Huey," She started to cry, "I wasn't..."

"Sh, sh, sh. We can talk about it later," He told her gently, running his hand over her hair.

"I'm so glad you're here, man!" Caesar suddenly blurted out. He tore off his green cover thing and mask and gloves and tossed them at Huey. He then gave his love to Jazmine before bolting it out of there. Huey smiled at Jazmine and slipped on his new "gift" from Caesar.

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Huey sighed as he sat next to Jazmine's bed. The tiny baby sleeping soundlessly in the little crib the hospital offered. Jazmine would be allowed to go home the next day, and so would little Robert. Bobby for short. Huey was thrilled that Jazmine had agreed to name him after his Grandfather. For some reason, Huey couldn't sleep. He lay awake, his arm draped over Jazmine lovingly. He kissed her head and shut his eyes.

How could he show her how much he loved her?

Suddenly, a small wail snapped him away from his thoughts. His son had awoken and was making the tiniest of pathetic cries Huey had ever heard. Smiling saddly, Huey lifted himself up and walked over to the crib. He set himself by the little bed and ran his hand over his son's face.

"Hey there," Huey whispered, his fingers toying with the curly nap at the boy's head, "Look at you. You're just... you look just like Riley did..." He chuckled to himself, "So I guess that means you look like me..."

Jazmine stirred, but said nothing. Her eyes slipped open and in the darkness she could see Huey standing over the crib, staring down at the baby in a way she had never seen in his eyes.

The baby made a little mewling noise and Huey smiled such a heart shattering smile, it made Jazmine want to cry, "Come see me," He whispered, picking the baby up awkwardly and sitting down in the rocking chair located in the corner, "Come see your Daddy...Yeah... I'm your Daddy." He rocked back and forth, the infant trying to suck something tastey out of Huey's index finger. Huey chuckled and placed a kiss on the baby's forehead. Was it Jazmine's imagination or was that a tear she saw rolling down his eye and dropping on Bobby's head?

"Huey...?" She said quietly. Huey looked up.

"Sorry... didn't mean to wake you up," He whispered.

"No, it's okay," She whispered back, "Is he hungry?"

"I think so,"

"Want me to feed him?"

"I'd rather hold him while I can..." Huey sighed, standing up and walking over to her and placing the baby in his mother's waiting arms, "But... whatever,"

Jazmine pulled down her dress, Huey looked away, and she propped the baby up to suckle from her. Bobby hungrily took at it and Huey kept his face turned to stare at the ground.

"You'll probably get sick of him...ya know... by the time he leaves," Jazmine whispered. This earned a scoff from the father, "They leave home on their eighteenth year... don't they?"

Huey snapped his face over to her. He dropped to sit in the chair by her again and blinked hopefully, his heart thudding loudly in his chest, "You... you mean..."

"I don't know what I was thinking," She sighed, "Can you forgive me?"

"Of course! I... I shouldn't have made you choose at that second. It was... unfair," He confessed, staring into her deep green eyes, "So... you'll stay with me? You want to stay?"

"If you'll still have me,"

Huey's smile became permanent as he placed a gentle kiss on her lips. She kissed him back, almost forgetting the little life still taking his nourishment from her.

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