April 15, 1976

"I'm so sick of this between you two, and you know what? So is your mother," I practically yelled, "This is the worst fight you two have ever had, and it's ridiculous! It needs to stop, and it's gonna stop now. You two are acting like little kids, and it's pathetic. You're grown adults, act like it."

Keith and Keilah hadn't said a word to each other since their argument at the funeral. The two wouldn't speak to each other, and they sure didn't want to see each other. Mrs. Mathews and I had both seen them separately since January and they were fine, but when we mentioned one sibling to the other in some way, they'd immediately change the subject with some sort of dumb question or statement. Quite frankly, it had frustrated me and annoyed me and aggravated me. I knew the same went for Mrs. Mathews cause she had actually told me when I went to pick up KJ from her house once.

Mrs. Mathews and I had devised a plan to at least get them together in the same room- and it had worked. It wasn't hard to get Keith to walk to the living room, so that was done and taken care of. To get Keilah to come to the house, I had to call her. Over the phone when I called her, I told her that I had to do something in the house and that I was home alone, but I was way too uncomfortable to be doing anything and that I had struggled to get to the phone.

It wasn't a complete lie what I told her. I definitely wasn't home alone, but Keith was in the shower, so he didn't hear. But when I had told Keilah that I was really uncomfortable, that wasn't a lie. And I had been that way for the majority of the week, and a few times I was even in pain, but it wasn't unusual. The only good thing about it was that it kinda sounded more convincing.

Plus, going through the whole plan, Mrs. Mathews said they might be more cooperative with an uncomfortable and hormonal pregnant woman. I had a feeling she was right.

"You two are goin' to act like adults, sit here and work this out," I ordered, "And I don't care how long it takes you two to do it."

"What 'bout pickin' up KJ from preschool?" Keith asked, trying to find a loophole, "Or how we're supposed to meet up with everyone for Steve's birthday today?"

"Oh, didn't I tell you? Evie rescheduled it for this weekend due to scheduling problems, so that's not a problem. And KJ has a playdate with Mariah at the Curtis', remember? So Marilyn and Darry are picking him up."

"What if neither of us agree to doin' this?" Keilah challenged, crossing her arms over her chest.

"You could try arguing with me, but at the moment, you'd probably lose this one. The other option is that I call your mom and she'll make you two apologize to each other," I answered and shrugged nonchalantly, "So you two have a choice. One: you sit here and work it out before you apologize to each other so you two have a mutual understanding, or I call your mom who's not even gonna give the chance to talk and just force you two to apologize. Your choice."

The two siblings looked at each other before looking back at me. "Fine," they both mumbled.

I smiled. "Good. Now, I'm gonna go lie down while you two talk. If I hear anything I don't want to, I'm coming in here. And right now, with how I'm feeling, you two don't want that. Understood?" The two nodded and I left the room.

I walked to the bedroom and to the bed. I left the bedroom door open, that way I could hear the two talking. I would've heard them talking anyway since I had hid a brand new baby monitor in the living room while I had the other one, but they didn't know that. I took out the one baby monitor from the drawer in my bedside table and placed it on top of it next to the lamp so I had easy access to it,, then leaned back and tried to get into a comfortable position.

I must have fallen asleep cause when I woke up, the clock on my bedside table read 2:27pm instead of the original 11:56am. I tried to sit up and readjust myself but stopped when my back and torso began to sting, and my waist started to hurt. I slowly readjusted myself and sat on the edge of the bed, ignoring all of that- or at least trying to- the whole time.

"Could one of you come in here?" I called out nervously.

A moment later, the two siblings arrived in the doorway. "Rain, you ok?" Keith asked from his spot.

I shrugged a bit. "I don't know…"

His eyes widened for a brief moment before he ran and sat down next to me. "What's wrong?"

"Everything hurts." My voice was soft and strained, and I didn't like it.

"Maybe we should take you to the hospital, Rain," Keilah suggested, "Just to be safe."

It took about five minutes to get out of the house and out ot the car, and another ten minutes to drive to the hospital. On the drive there, the paid had subsided, but was still slightly there. At that point, I relaxed as best as I could, but I'd be lying to say I wasn't scared.

We went inside and was admitted. The doctor required a few tests and examinations "to see what's going on". Those tests lasted about twenty minutes. But the time they were all done with those stupid tests, the pain had come and gone in a cycle. I don't know how far apart the second cycle was from the first one, but either way, it hurt more than the first one and felt like it lasted longer.

While the three of us waited in the room I'd been admitted to, I decided to question the two siblings. "So how'd it go before for you two?" I asked, my voice tired from everything, "Were you two able to make up?"

Keith nodded and ran his thumb back and forth across my hand. "Yeah, we did," he answered, "Not long before you called us, actually."

"I thought you said you could hear us," Keilah wondered.

I shrugged a bit. "I could, but I think I kinda fell asleep."

She chuckled slightly. "Seriously?"

"Hey, when you get married in the future and are eight months pregnant, then we'll talk 'bout being tired." The cycle started again and I felt my body tighten.

"Again?" he asked sympathetically and I nodded slowly.

A few minutes later, the doctor came back into the room. "Hello, how are we feeling in here?" she asked. I just glared at her, and she nodded and continued, "That's what I thought. Alright, after going after your tests and examinations, there's nothing wrong with you. In fact, I have some good news."

"What's that?" Keilah asked.

The doctor smiled a bit. "You're having your baby!"

"That sure as hell would explain a lot," I groaned.

Keith gave a confused look at the doctor. "But she's not due for another month, I thought?" he asked in a confused tone.

"It's not uncommon for women to have their babies a month early, especially if they're stressed out about something for a long time," she answered with a shrug, "And before you ask, it's very common and it's not dangerous."

For a while after that, doctors came in and out of the room for two hours. They would come in and out to set something up and to check on me to see how I was doing. At one point, the doctor had even given me some kind of medication that would supposedly help with any pain I was helping. Honestly, it did nothing for me, but I told the doctor it did. Did I lie to them? Yes, but that's only because I didn't want to become a guinea pig for some pain medication- at least not when I was just about to have a baby.

Keith had eventually gone to the payphone to call Darry and Marilyn since KJ was with them. The two eventually came about twenty minutes later with Mariah, KJ and DT. The two of them also decided to be the ones to call everyone to say how I was in the hospital. Mrs. Mathews came not long after, and KJ stayed with her the majority of the time. Everyone else got there not long after.

…... two hours later, 5:53pm …

"How ya feelin'?" Keith asked me in a quiet tone.

"Kinda sore," I answered with a slight shrug, "Anxious."

"The doctor said they had to make sure she was ok since she was early. Honestly, she seemed alright to me, but what do I know? I ain't a doctor."

I chuckled at that. "Maybe not, but you're probably better than half of these people."

A few minutes later, a nurse walked it with something wrapped in a pink blanket in her arms. She came over to us with a smile on her face as she gently placed the blanket into my arms. "Mr. and Mrs. Mathews," she said with a smile, "Meet your new baby girl."

I couldn't help but smile as I held her. "Well, hi there," I whispered, "We're your Mommy and Daddy."

"You decided to come early, huh?" Keith whispered to her then chuckled.

Before either of us said anything else, there was a knock on the doorway. When we looked up, it was Mrs. Mathews with KJ. "Look who's here," she smiled as KJ ran to us at the bed, while she just walked and sat down next to her son.

"Is that the baby that was in your tummy, Mama?" KJ asked.

I let out a chuckle. "Yeah, she was," I smiled, "And she's your new baby sister."

KJ smiled. "What's her name?"

"How 'bout Skylar?" Keith suggested to me, "And we can call her Sky for short. Then you're Rain, and she's Sky. Get it? Sky, Rain." He was chuckling the whole time.

Well, he's never getting rid of that sense of humor, I thought, Thank God. "I get it," I laughed, "And I like it."

"How about Keilah for a middle name?" Mrs. Mathews suggested, since Keilah wasn't in the room, "Kind of a reminder about how they made up today."

"Skylar Keilah Mathews, Sky for short. It sounds nice, I like it."

"Hi there, Sky," KJ said to Sky, "I'm your big brother. You're gonna like it at home."

KJ is the best child to ever exist I swear- well, with the exception of me of course (just kidding, just kidding). But he's so amazerful, y'all have no idea of my plans for him as he grows up but he's going to be kinda based off of someone I know who my dad teaches piano to. Don't worry, you're gonna love him as he gets older.

SKYLAR KEILAH MATHEWS. She has Steve's birthday XD that was unintentional when I wrote down what this whole story is based off of from the bonus chapter in "To Love A Greaser" XD now I just have to figure out how to make Sky's personality as she gets older… yay, fun (it really is, I'm not being sarcastic).

Oh and ironically, in my story "Loyalty", someone else just had a baby girl so hahahahahahahaha… except that one is still in 1968, while here it's 1976 (that's the year Rocky came out, so expect that to pop up toward the end of 1976)- and don't forget, the Elvis Bicentennial Concert is coming up and I'm so excited to write it. In about two chapters, Elvis will be in the building. Get excited.

Anyway, I hope you liked this chapter! I actually did. Peace from all the hippies of the world. =^-^=