Lucy's POV
Boy this baby is using my bladder as a toy! I've been to the toilet 7 times in the past, what 15 mintues.
Lauren's POV
Boxing Day morning came quick, Pete got around 4 hours sleep before Clive drove him to the hospital.
Peter's POV
I sat his beside, I couldn't tell it was him. His light brown hair, gone almost a white soft blonde. His small black eyes, turned a pastle blue, his body as thin as broom. It was killing me that my brother was dying by the second.
Lucy's POV
I know I'm 8 months into my pregnancy, but I just can't wait to get this baby out.
Lauren's POV
I was starting to get increasingly conserned for Pete, it wasnt right that he was getting adleast 4 hours sleep. Once Steven goes I just hope he's going to be okay.
Peter's POV
Steve fell asleep, it gave me time to put the presents in my bag. I sat with my in my hand, I opened it quietly.
A picture frame with me, him, Lucy and Cindy the picture we'd taken on our last day in Devon.
He'd planed this out carefully.
Lucy's POV
I sat on the sofa. My contractions were driving me mental.
Can't this baby come any sooner.
Lauren's POV
I looked out of the window, in our bedroom. I waited for him to come, I knew it wasnt going to be this mintue but I just had to.
Peter's POV
"Hey" I said, softly. "How ya feeling?"
Steve woke with a groan. "Never felt better"
I smiled. "Sorry stupid question"
"Have you put them-"
"Don't worry, I've put them in my bag"
Lucy's POV
"Laurrrreeenn!" I shouted.
She came bounding down the stairs.
"Luce?"
"The baby, it's coming"
Lauren sighed in panic, she got up and returned a couple of seconds later with Clive.
Clive picked me up and carried me to the car.
Lauren's POV
I stayed at home with Forest and Cindy.
"Do you think Steven's going to be alright?" Cindy aked.
"I couldnt tell you anything" I admitted.
Peter's POV
I looked over to the clock, 21.35
I looked down at Steven.
Then at the moniter.
Long lines appered.
He'd gone.
"Not yet Steve. Please not now" I sobbed.
Lucy's POV
I held my son in my arms, so small.
Lauren's POV
I recived a text from Pete.
Steve died at 21.35 tonight. I know Luce's in hospital, I'm on my way Love you xx
I wiped a tear from my eye.
"Cindy!" I shouted.
Peter's POV
I walked into Luce's room.
"What took you so long? What's wrong?" She noticed I'd been crying.
I walked over to her, she held her son in her arms, I sat on the side of the bed.
"Luce?"
"Yeah?"
I touched her hand.
"Steve died at 9.35 tonight" I told.
Luce looked up at me then at her son.
"Steven. Steven Beale" She whispered.
I wiped a tear from my eye and kissed my nephew on the head.