"What?!" Troy muffled through the turkey.
Sharpay screamed as her contractions started. "Troy…help…me!"
After all the pulling the turkey so much, struggling with one last pull, the turkey flew off across the kitchen and landed in the sink. "Thank God for that!" Troy giggled. "Well I'll just shower my head and then we'll go." He patted her on the back.
"Troy?! We do not have time!" Sharpay started breathing heavily, through the discomfort.
"We do," Troy said, confidently. "I researched. Are they really hurting?"
"Oh, no, its like a little pin prick!" Sharpay growled.
"Go have a nice soak in the bath." Troy said, helping his wife into the bathroom, and into the bath. Then he got the disgusting turkey/stuffing smell out his hair in the shower. Drying his hair in the bedroom, he called Sharpay to see if she was ok, but no answer was returned.
"Shar?" Troy called, when he opened the bathroom door. "Sharpay?!" Troy tried to get her out of the bath, when the door bell went. Troy ran to the door, as he knew it was Sharpay parents. "Help! Please! She's unconscious in the bath!"
"Have you called the ambulance?" her mother said, pulling out her phone and dialling.
"No." Troy sat beside her, stroking her hair. "Please, baby, please. You've come so far in this pregnancy. We're nearly there, aren't we? We are gonna have a beautiful little girl, aren't we?" Troy sobbed.
"There's an ambulance around the corner. It will be here soon." Sharpay's dad consoled him.
Troy laid next to his wife, cuddled behind her, stroking her stomach when suddenly Sharpay coughed. "Sharpay?!"
"Troy?" Sharpay said weakly, trying to raise her hand.
"No, no. You keep still, the ambulance will be here soon."
As he said that, there was a gentle knock on the door. "Hello! Who do we have here?" said a late 30's paramedic.
"Sharpay Bolton, and I'm Troy, her husband." Troy said.
"Thanks, Troy. Hello Sharpay, I'm Chad … hey! Sharpay! Troy! Sup mate!" Chad said cheerfully.
"Well, Sharpay lost consciousness so I'm thinking this isn't a social call out." Troy said.
"Well, yea, I know that much," Chad chuckled. "Tay's getting the trolley, so we'll put you on that and we'll get you off to the hospital to get this little munchkin out!" Chad said, examining her stomach. "Well, the baby is still moving, but it's moving a bit faster than it should, but no worries, you have just lost consciousness. They might have to place him or her in an incubator for a couple of hours to help assess their progress, but it shouldn't be serious." Chad smiled at Sharpay. "That ok?"
Sharpay nodded and then stared at the doorway. "Tay?"
"Oh my God, Shar! You're pregnant? What? When? How?" Taylor spluttered.
"Hey, lets get her to hospital, yea?" Chad chuckled once again.
Troy helped Chad put Sharpay on the trolley and followed them out to the ambulance. "Do you mind following up in the car, and just packing a few things for Sharpay?"
"Sure," Her father said. "Just go with her, look after her."
"Course. Wouldn't dream of doing anything else." Troy said, slamming the door behind him and ran into the ambulance.
~---~
In a room on her own with tubes coming out her wrists, Sharpay laid there staring at the ceiling. Every so often she'd grip her stomach in pain, as her contractions gradually got worse as the baby was arriving.
"Hello, Mrs Bolton. How are you now?" a kind nurse popped her head around the corner.
"Yes fine," she mumbled. "Have you see my husband around?"
"I'll have a look for you." The nurse smiled as she walked off.
Sharpay picked up her magazine from the side. "Hmm, like hell he'll have the kids this year. Poor Pete." She sighed and rubbed her stomach. "You'll have both of your parents, don't you worry." She smiled towards her stomach, as her biggest contraction happened. She breathed heavily through the pain, grabbing the gas.
The nurse came back in. "That sounded like a big one. I'll check how far you are along in a minute. Your husband is coming. He couldn't find the ward." The nurse giggled.
"Typical Troy." She giggled.
"Right, you are actually 10 centimetres. You're going to be a mum." The nurse said.
"NO! Wait, I need Troy." Sharpay sobbed.
Then Troy ran around the corner of the door. "It's ok, I'm here now. Are you ok?"
"I'm 10 centimetres, Troy. We're gonna be parents!" she half laughed, half cried, whilst being wheeled to a delivery suite. "Can Troy be with me?"
"Of course. We wouldn't let you be without him through the miracle of birth." The nurse still smiled.
~---~
"Breathe, breathe, breathe." The midwife calmly said, as Sharpay went through the 'miracle of birth' which Sharpay took as an understatement.
"Arrgggghhhhh, miracle my arrrrrsseeeeeeeeee!" Sharpay shrieked.
"Shar, it will be over in a minute, it will be fine. Then we have the rest of our lives with her."
"You said that 5 minutes ago, Troy! You're not in this position are you?! NO!" Sharpay shouted, heavily breathing through the pain.
"Nearly there, Sharpay! You're going well!" The midwife said, as a crying baby girl emerged.
"Oh, Shar, She's beautiful!" Troy cooed over her.
"I'll get her cleaned up for you." The midwife's assistant said.
"You did a great job, Sharpay. Once we've cleaned her up, we'll need you to stay in for a couple of days as you did collapse."
Sharpay mumbled under her breath then shouted "What?! No! It's Christmas!" when she understood what the nurse said.
"Shar, we'll have it another day. Our own Christmas day, on New Years, or something. When you are better and the baby has her tests done." Troy said.
Sharpay sighed, as she got wheeled back into her little room on her own, linked back up with wires, restricting her to where she could go. She thought this Christmas would be at home, cuddled up with her bed with her newborn and husband, then a dinner with her parents, watching the good Christmas movies. Not at a hospital, wired up to a monitor in case she lost consciousness again, with her baby in a hospital nursery having regular checks in case she didn't survive because Sharpay collapsed.
She pushed around the hospital muck that was infront of her, desperate for a chocolate bar as she had eaten anything in over 36 hours.
"Hey, babe. You ok?" Troy said, walking through the door, then sitting on the chair provided next to the bed, and held her hand.
"Yea, I didn't think it would be that painful, but it's over now," she smiled. "We have something for life now."
Troy perched on the edge of the bed, as Sharpay buried her face in his chest. She lightly squeezed him while she wrapped her arms around him.
There was a gentle knock on the door. "Mrs Bolton?" There stood a middle aged nurse in the door, holding Troy and Sharpay's baby. "Would you like to take her now?" She said, approaching the new parents.
Troy nodded and took the newborn from the nurse, and perched back on the edge of the bed. "Well, this little girl needs a name."
"Oh, God, I knew I forget something." Sharpay said.
Troy chuckled. "We can do it now, Shar. Not everything had to be done before the baby was born."
Sharpay leant against Troy's arm, thinking of possible names. "Hmm, Tinsel."
"Tinsel? What kinda name is that?" Troy said.
"Well, I was just looking at that tree out there, and I thought Bauble, or Angel was over the top and kinda slutty, so Tinsel." Sharpay smiled.
Troy laughed. "Well, what about Ivy if you thinking of Christmas stuff?"
"Ivy? We have a couple of hour old child, not 90!"
"Alright," Troy said. "I was joking." He nudged her.
"What about Holly? It's a nice name." Sharpay said, with a grin on her face.
"Yea, tis." Troy said, as he passed the baby to her mother. "Little baby Holly."
~---~
New years day at the Bolton household was a busy one, Troy's family and Sharpay's family round for dinner, in replacement for Christmas day.
"I'd like to propose a toast," Troy's dad said, standing up, drawing attention. "I'll start with my son. He's a fantastic boy and will be a great dad, like me, eh eh!" A laughter filled the room, but quickly died out. "On a more serious note, this baby here, in her mothers arms, is a little miracle. A lot of you might not know that Sharpay collapsed …"
"Er, Dad, do you have to?" Troy interrupted.
"Yes. She collapsed on the morning of the birth, but with the miracle of hospital staff and equipment, she and her little baby, her daughter, my grand-daughter both survived. So, here's to a Christmas miracle."
"Christmas miracle!" everyone said in unison.
Sharpay looked up at Troy. "Miracle." She said, before leaning herself against Troy. The perfect family.
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