Disclaimer: I lay no claim on Dawson's Creek or any of its characters.
A/N: This is finally the chapter you've hopefully been waiting for. Also I'm hoping to finish the story this week since I have it off from school. I'm not sure how successful I'm going to be but make sure you check back soon. I'll have at least one, if not two, more chapters up before Saturday. As always please leave me some reviews.
Chapter 6
It was a week and a half later and there were still no babies. It was a tossup on who was more aggravated – Joey because of the obvious and also because Pacey wouldn't leave her alone for more than two seconds at a time or Pacey because Joey was miserable and because he was getting stressed out with all the waiting. They both hoped the twins would make up their minds and want to come out soon.
The morning two days before the due date, Joey awoke feeling more miserable and achy than ever before. She snapped at Pacey when he offered her assistance to get downstairs and no matter how she sat or laid on the couch, when she got down there, she could not get comfortable. She felt like crying because she was so frustrated.
When Pacey left the room to fix lunch at 11:30, Joey sat up on the couch and massaged her abdomen. "Will you two hurry up and get here already?" she muttered under her breath. Just then, she felt a sharp pain that made her wince and moan.
The sound didn't go unheard by Pacey. He poked his head out into the living room. "Are you okay, Jo?" When she didn't respond, he was at her side in seconds. From the look on her face, he knew it was time.
Within minutes, Pacey and Joey were in the car, speeding to the hospital. Pacey was on his cell phone calling everyone he could think of telling them they were heading to the hospital, making sure someone would be there to meet Kyle and Evie when the bus dropped them off and having a few people meet them.
After what seemed like an eternity, Pacey sped into the parking lot. He parked by the door and raced inside. He brought out a wheelchair and an orderly. After Joey was sitting in the chair, Pacey promised to find her as soon as he parked the car. All she could do was nod as another contraction hit her.
Five minutes later, Joey was lying in a hospital bed in a dressing gown, huffing and puffing through yet another contraction. "Has… my… husband… come back… in… yet?" she asked the nurse who was in the room with her setting up various machines.
"I don't know Mrs. Witter. Would you like me to–" She stopped abruptly as Pacey rushed into the room.
"Hey Jo," Pacey gushed, "Sorry I took so long… I couldn't find a damn parking spot. How are you doing?"
Joey let out a long sigh as the contraction ended. She relaxed on the pillows. "I'm better now." Pacey smiled, squeezing her hand as Dr. Peterson walked into the room.
"Well Joey, I see you almost make it to your due date," she greeted. Joey responded with a weary smile. "How's it going?"
"So far, so good," Joey answered.
"Has your water broken yet?"
"No."
"Okay, well it should within the next few minutes or this might not be true labor."
Joey raised her eyebrows. "You mean today might not be the day?"
"It's possible, but my guess is it is. It's very unusual, especially with twins, to reach full term. I'm surprised you've made it this far." Two seconds later, Joey's water broke, soaking the bed. Dr. Peterson smiled. "Well I guess that answers that question."
They got the bedding changed and as Joey settled back onto the bed, the next contraction began. Pacey helped her with her breathing. Dr. Peterson timed it. "Joey, on a scale of one to ten, how strong is this one?" she asked.
"Probably… a five," Joey gasped.
"Okay good; that sounds about right… and it's about a minute long, which is normal for this stage of labor," she said when it ended. Then she did a quick examination and found that Joey was about three centimeters dilated… seven more to go.
Three hours later, Joey was eight centimeters dilated. The contractions were coming faster and stronger each time. She wasn't sure how much more she could take. Both of her previous deliveries were short and easy. This one was the exact opposite.
She never would have made it this far if it wasn't for Pacey. He was there the entire time encouraging her and helping her through. She also knew she had the support of all her friends and the rest of her family, who were all in the waiting room anticipating the birth.
Finally, an hour later, Joey was fully dilated.
"Okay Joey," Dr. Peterson said, "On the next contraction, I want you to push as hard as you can." She nodded in response and then gritted her teeth as the contraction began and pushed.
"Come on, Honey," Pacey encouraged, "You can do it."
"One more push, Joey and your baby will be here." Joey gave one last push.
A cry filled the room as Logan John Witter entered the world. Pacey couldn't contain his emotion as he cut the umbilical cord. "Oh my God, Joey! He's beautiful!" he exclaimed with tears in his eyes.
Joey smiled and sank into the pillows panting for breath. But it wasn't over yet.
A minute later, another contraction began and the pushing resumed. This was a very sensitive moment for Pacey. He so was worried about his son or daughter meeting the same fate his brother had.
The head appeared with no problem but as Joey kept pushing, the machines started beeping. "What's going on, Doc?" Pacey asked with fear evident in his voice.
Dr. Peterson didn't answer. She was frowning and when Pacey looked, the baby's head was turning blue.
He gasped. His skin turned pale. His worst nightmare was coming true. He was losing his child!
Before the panic could completely set in, Dr. Peterson quickly found the umbilical cord and cut it, releasing the pressure on the baby's neck.
The delivery was over in seconds and Pacey and Joey became the proud parents of two identical twin boys.
A/N: Well, there you have it. The twins are finally here and they are both alive and well. The second baby's name will be revealed in the next chapter. Don't forget to leave me some feedback!
