Chapter 23: Heading for an Emotional Breakdown

"Bonnie's, Bonnie's Bonnie's!" Claire sang, running about the house. I had sat for half an hour this morning trying to teach her my name but obviously that was a complete failure.

It was D-day in La Push and Seth and all the others were off to fight the "rogue" thingy. I had been totally freaking out this morning before Seth went so he decided to ship me off to Sam's where I could "help Emily look after Claire." Next time, he gets to mind the hyper four year old.

"I know what we do now!" Claire asked, grabbing my hand and pulling me into the sitting room.

I groaned. Do you know how hard it is to keep this kid busy? So far today, I have: taken her for two walks, read to her, let her play "hairdresser" and "horsey" and made cake with her. She's cute and all BUT CAN'T SHE JUST TAKE A NAP?

"We're watching Hannah now!" she yelled at me, switching on the tv.

Not Hannah Montana! Please help me! I'll do anything just no Hannah Montana!

"You're four! You shouldn't be watching that preteen crap! You should be watching like The Wiggles or High Five or something."

"What is the Wig-les?" she asked, looking innocently up at me.

"Huh? You did not just ask what the Wiggles are."

"What is the Wig-les?" she repeated.

"They just happen to be the coolest, most rocking pre-school ban-"

"SSH!" she screamed at me. "Hannah's on now!"

Great I get shut up for that stupid stuck up-

"YOU GET THE LIMO ROUND FONT! HOTTEST…. EVERY SHOE EVERY ONE!" Claire sang along with the tv. Actually, it was more like screeching along with the tv.

I hit my head repeatedly off the arm of the couch. Seth, you are so dead. Next time I take the vampire and you take the freaking Montana. I need a miracle. Somebody please give me a miracle!

Right on cue, there was a loud crashing noise, coming from the kitchen. Not exactly what I was looking for but hey, I'll take it.

"Claire? You stay here with Hannah okay? I'm just going to see if everything's okay."

"OOOHKAY!" she replied, eyes glued to the screen. What the hell is so special about that show anyway?

"Emily?" I called quietly as I walked into the kitchen. She was standing by the island, both her hands gripping the edges. "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine I just dropped the bowl." she said, her voice sounding a little strained.

I grabbed the brush and dustpan from the wall opposite and began to sweep all the glass up from behind her. I threw it all into the bin than and came back to stand beside her.

"Thank you Bronte."

"It's my pleasure. Emily you don't look fine. What's wrong?"

Her eyes squeezed close. "I think my contractions just started."

"No. You can't be."

"I am Bronte."

"But it's not due for another three weeks!"

"Well it feels as if it wants to come now."

"No it's not coming now. It can't come. I can't deal with this right now. Tell it to come tomorrow or next week or something, just not now."

"I don't think it works like that sweetie."

"Gah! I swear Emily, between you and Claire I am going to have an mental breakdown! Okay so what do I do?"

"I need to get to the hospital."

"Right so I'll call an ambulance."

"And Sam?"

"I'll call Seth. Come on. We need you to be comfy." I took her by the hand and led her into the sitting room. I fixed the cushions up on one couch to make a pillow, than helped her lie down. Claire sat up on the other one.

"Aunty Emily? What's wrong Bonnie?"

"Aunty Emily isn't feeling very well Claire. Would you be a very good girl and turn down the tv and look after her while I make a few phone calls?"

"Yep." she whispered. I backed out of the room and dialled 911 one my mobile.

"Hello how may I help you?" A woman said on the other end.

"Uh hi. I need an ambulance from the address twenty one Ocean Front to La push Hospital?"

"Of course. What exactly is the problem?"

"My friend has gone into labour."

"An ambulance will be there in ten to fifteen minutes."

"Thank you."

"Have a nice day."

I hung up and went back in to see Emily. Claire was sitting on the ground beside her stroking her hair.

"The ambulance will be here soon."

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Now, I am officially panicking. It's been half an hour since I first called and I've called three times since than and still no ambo! Not to mention the fact that neither Seth, Embry or Billy were answering their phones! Can't anybody in this damned town answer their flippin' phones!

"Bonnie, Emily's getting sick again." Claire called, sounding not in the least bit worried that I was going to have a heart attack any minute and she'd be left to deliver a baby.

"Emily, this ambulance doesn't appear to be coming anytime soon so I'm going to find another way to get you there." I said, running around like a headless chicken. I picked up my mobile and dialed the familiar number.

It rung a couple of times. "Come on, come on, pick up."

"He-lloooh?"

"Heath!" I practically screamed down the phone, delighted that SOMEBODY was actually answering.

"Ah, no it's Luke actually."

"Oh, Luke." Great. The annoying and hopeless trip. "Is Heath there?"

"No he went out."

"What are you doing with his phone?"

"He left it in the kitchen so I decided to answer it."

"Oh, okay. I guess I'll see you at home later than." I was about to hang up but he stopped me.

"Whassup Bron? You sound a bit worried."

I bit my lip. Do I tell the bitch? "Uh, we need a ride to the hospital."

"Hospital? What's wrong?"

"Emily's gone in to labour."

"Holy shit! Here, stay there. I'll come pick you up. Wait where are you?"

Surprised, I repeated the address.

"Give me ten minutes to get there."

He hung up on me as I felt my mouth drop open. Luke, of all people was coming to help me? What the hell happened to him?

A/N: I haven't much to say except thanks for reading and reviewing! Oh and if anyone doesn't know who the Wiggles are, i will shoot you. :)

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