"It's a boy!" Nudge squealed quietly when she walked in and saw him.
"Yeah," Ella said happily. Iggy was still moving his hand.
"Matthew Ray Griffith," Iggy said smiling bigger than I had ever seen him smile.
"Can I hold him?" Nudge asked hopefully. You would think at fourteen she wouldn't be so hyper, but nope.
"Sure," Ella said handing Matthew to her gently. Angel smiled.
"Me next!" she said sweetly. Ella nodded.
"Okay." She sat down. My little girl is growing up.
"Max, you can be after Angel," Iggy said smiling. I looked up.
"Thanks," I said blankly. Fang stood me up out of the chair, sat down, and pulled me in his lap.
"I have a future nephew," he said looking at Matthew. Ella rolled her eyes.
"We all know he's going to be soon, so just go ahead and call him your nephew," Ella said annoyed.
"Okay," Fang said slowly. "I have a future nephew!" I laughed at Ella's expression. She was glaring at him.
"Be nice," I said hitting his shoulder. "She just got out of labor." He grinned.
"I know. That's why I'm being mean. Someone's got to, and no one else will!" he pointed out. I rolled my eyes.
"Whatever," I muttered. Angel stood up and smiled.
"Your turn Max," she said handing him to me. I smiled and took him.
"Oh my God!" I screamed. Fang looked at me. I started sweating, and my stomach hurt. Iggy grabbed Matthew from me.
"You have got to be kidding me!" Fang exclaimed.
"I don't think this baby is just joking about how it's time!" I hissed. He grabbed my hand. "I wouldn't do that." I was grabbing the side of the wall. A doctor came up behind me and put me in the room by Ella's.
"Take it!" Fang ordered as the doctor sat me on the bed. I did, and it instantly snapped. He winced in pain, and the doctor stared.
"Wow," he said slowly.
"I don't have time for you to be amazed! It's coming now!" I said through gritted teeth. The doctor nodded.
"Max, are you sure you're okay?" Fang asked.
"I'm fucking going into labor, and you're asking me if I'm okay?" I asked, dumbfounded. He frowned.
"Well, sorry. Oh God. This is bad." He started pacing, still holding my hand.
"Fang, relax!" I hissed. "Just, please sit still!" he took a deep breath, and I winced. This hurt.
"Oh God," he
choked. I glared at him. "Max, the baby's coming."
"Nah
shit!" I yelled. He was getting annoying. He took a deep breath.
"Oh my God!" he screamed. I took a deep breath.
Right about now, I'm ready to take a shovel to his head. Anything to shut him up!
"Oh God, oh God, oh God," he said, obviously not having a very happy time. Well me either!
"Max," he said nervously. I just looked at him. "What are you going to do now?"
"Finish having
your damn baby!" I shouted. He frowned.
"I meant after
that," he said calmly.
"What the hell are you talking about?" I asked icily. He thought.
"I don't know," he said honestly. I rolled my eyes.
"Looking good. Keep pushing," Dr. Daniels said encouragingly.
"This is awkward,"
Fang said randomly. I looked at him.
"What?" I asked.
"I'll tell you later," he promised.
"Fang," I said blankly. He looked at me. "Do me a favor, and shut the fuck up! You can relax. I'm the one having the baby here! Relax!" He opened his mouth to say something, but then stopped himself. He nodded.
It didn't take very long for me. It took Ella like three hours. It took me, maybe ten minutes. Fang had gotten his hand put in a brace.
"Sorry," I mumbled. They were cleaning my baby. "I told you we would have a girl!"
"Yeah. Now we have to think of a girl's name," Fang said happily. I nodded. "I love you." I smiled and nodded.
"I know. I love you too." He thought.
"Renee," he tried. I nodded.
"How about Taylor Renee," I said raising an eyebrow. He smiled and nodded.
"Taylor Renee Lawrence," he said happily.
"Here you go,"
the doctor said handing me Taylor. "She's beautiful."
"Just like her momma," Fang said quietly beside me. The doctor
nodded.
"She looks a lot like her mom," the doctor said before walking out. I looked at Fang. He smiled. I looked down at Taylor.
"I love you Taylor," I said softly. Fang kissed her forehead.
"Me too," he said with a huge smile on his face. She had his eyes.
"She has your eyes," I observed. Fang nodded.
"Yeah. She does," he agreed. I smiled and kissed her. Someone knocked on the door.
"Can I hold him?"
Nudge asked quietly. I frowned.
"First things first," I
said as she got closer. "Her name is Taylor." Nudge squealed.
"It's a girl?" she asked happily. Everyone else came in.
"Thank God!" Mom said happily. Jeb frowned.
"I was hoping to have a grandson first," Jeb said sadly.
"You and me both," Fang muttered. "But, she's even better." He smiled and he gently handed Taylor to Nudge.
"What's her
middle name?" Angel asked happily. I smiled.
"Renee," I
said as Iggy walked in.
"Ella wanted me to come see how everything was," he announced. I smiled.
"Great. Tell her she has a new niece named Taylor Renee," I said, unable to quit smiling.
"A girl?" Iggy asked with a grin. "That's cool." Fang frowned.
"I have to agree with Fang," Jeb said. "It doesn't matter that she's a girl. She is even better. My first grandchild." I nodded, and Mom shook her head.
"So, I become a grandmother times two in one day. I feel old," she said sadly. I smiled.
"Mom, remember, your daughters are only eighteen and seventeen," I pointed out. "You're only thirty six." She nodded.
"True." I smiled and Nudge handed Fang Taylor. I smiled. The way he looked at her almost brought tears to my eyes. Almost. Happy, duh.
"She's perfect," Fang whispered. I nodded.
"What color are her wings?" Angel asked. I looked at Fang, and he shrugged.
"They're…" I pulled the blanket off of her back, and I saw two little wings. They were mostly black. She had at least a one and a half foot wingspan already. I smiled. "Black. The bottom row is brown, and she has brown feathers randomly on her back." Fang looked and smiled.
"That's really cool," he said smiling. I nodded.
"Yeah. It is," I whispered. He looked up at me, and he smiled. Everyone looked between us.
"I'm going to go back to Ella," Iggy said quickly. "Anyone want to come?" They all looked at me, and then Fang. They all nodded and followed. Fang just stared at the door after they left. He looked back at me, and then I shrugged.
"I have no clue," I said honestly. He smiled.
"Max, she's here. Is it all worth it?" he asked happily. I nodded.
"Yeah. It's worth everything I've been through," I said while looking at her. He tilted my head up to look at him.
"Good," he whispered before kissing me. When he pulled back, Taylor laughed.
"This is unreal," I said, literally about to cry. I could see my eyes getting watery. He nodded.
"After everything we've gone through over the past nine months, and everything we have to after, seeing her grow up will be worth it all," he said quietly.
"We'll have fun teaching her to fly," I said sweetly. He nodded.
"Yeah. It will be," he agreed. He kissed me again.
Mom and Jeb had explained our situation to the hospital, so the wings didn't surprise them.
"Max," Fang whispered that night. I had fallen asleep.
"What are you still doing here?" I asked sleepily. Taylor yawned and then looked at me.
"I'm not going to leave you two alone," he said simply.
"You will if I tell you to go home," I muttered. He shook his head.
"I'm fine," he promised. I rolled my eyes.
"There's room here if you want to lay with me and Taylor," I said lazily. I was tired.
"Are you sure?" he asked curiously. I nodded and I scooted to where I was right beside Taylor. He sighed and then laid beside me. He was on his side, like me, and he was facing me. I snuggled close in his arms, and I drifted back to sleep.
"Max!" Ella said
happily. She ignored the doctors, and she was up walking around.
Tough girl. I wanted to do the same thing. I sat up, and Fang woke
up.
"That was interesting," he muttered. I nodded.
"Hey El," I said quietly. Fang looked at her.
"Aren't you supposed to be laying down?" he teased. She rolled her eyes.
"I wanted to see my sister and niece," she said innocently. She had on her puppy pajamas. They were lime green with brown puppies. She had puppy slippers similar to my frog ones. Fang had brought my sheep pajamas and my slippers.
"Oh. Taylor, meet Auntie Ella," Fang said gently handing Ella Taylor. She smiled.
"That's good. Another boy and girl." She smiled. "Taylor looks a lot like her mom," Ella said looking at me. Fang nodded.
"Yeah. Her wings are cool," Fang said enthusiastically.
"Do you think Matthew will have wings?" Ella asked me. I shrugged.
"He might, might not. I don't know," I said honestly. She nodded.
"Okay," she said sadly. I smiled. Fang stood up.
"Ella, you look eager to get out of here," he observed. She nodded.
"Iggy's driving me insane!" she said urgently. "He wakes me up every hour to ask me, are you okay? You need anything? It drives me mad!" I laughed.
"Well, it's better than when you're in the middle of labor, 'What are you going to do now?'" I said looking at Fang. He frowned.
"I wasn't…never
mind," he said huffily. Ella stared at him.
"Iggy was
freaking out," she said laughing.
"So was he," I said tilting my head towards Fang. "Let's go home." Ella nodded, and Iggy walked in.
"You two can't be serious," Iggy said dumbfounded. We nodded. Fang and Iggy shook his head.
"No!" they both said in unison. I glared at Fang, and Ella glared at Iggy.
"I'm ready to leave!" Ella protested. Iggy sighed.
"Honey, you need your rest," he said sweetly. She rolled her eyes.
"Yeah. How the hell am I supposed to get that here? Especially with you waking me up every hour asking if I need anything!" she hissed. He frowned.
"And you," I said towards Fang. "Why the hell did you wake me up last night, or this morning?" He shrugged.
"I don't know." I rolled my eyes.
"Doctor Daniels,"
Ella said once he walked back in. "Are we allowed to leave?" He
looked at Fang and Iggy who had their arms crossed.
"Yeah.
Whenever you two are ready," he said walking in. "Are you?" We
both nodded quickly. He signed some papers. "You're free to go.
Let me send a nurse in to take you out." We both grimaced.
"We can walk," Ella mumbled after the door shut. Fang nodded.
"It's a rule," he explained. I picked Taylor up from beside me and stood up. Two nurses walked in. One had brown hair, and one had red. Joy.
The red haired one was pushing my wheelchair. I was smiling down at Taylor.
"I hate wheelchairs," I announced as I climbed in the back. Ella got beside me. Iggy and Fang sat up front, and Fang drove.
"Well, I hate hospitals period," Ella added. We all nodded.
"We do too," I said quickly. She smiled.
"Who doesn't?" Iggy asked while laughing. I shrugged.
"There has to be someone," I pointed out. He nodded.
"Someone who doesn't hate hospitals must have never been in one," Fang said while looking in the mirror at Taylor and me.
"Since Taylor is
96 human, and 4 bird," Ella said beside me. "Do you think there
will be anything different about her?" I shrugged.
"Only
time will tell," I said honestly. She nodded. That has become one
of my sayings.
My list of sayings: 1) Life's a bitch. 2) Only time will tell. Wow. Short list.