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Chapter 5: Childbirth is a Bitch

For the past nine months, Lois had been pregnant with twins that were Peter's final gift to her during his natural life. Since Peter's untimely drinking death, Lois has married Brian, and turned to him for a loving husband. At about 6:00 P.M. on the night of January 27th, Brian and Lois headed over to Joe and Bonnie's house for a nice dinner. Everything was nice, anyway, until Lois had a contraction and her water broke. Joe was the first to take notice, and he franticly wheeled himself out to his sedan to drive Lois and Brian to the hospital. Upon arrival, Brian thanked Joe for the ride and helped Lois into the Emergency waiting room. Now, it's 9:00 P.M., and Brian is sitting holding Lois's hand as her epidural is administered.

Brian's POV

Maybe it's just because I'm a liberal, but I don't think women as a group get nearly enough respect as they should for carrying children. I've been sitting in this bedside chair now for two hours, but I can tell that Lois is having a much more excruciating time. Although she's already had three children, she looks as if she had just had a tumor removed. Every few minutes, she'll look over to me and flash a weak smile, but it still can't hide the fact that she is in an enormous deal of pain right now. Just observing her features makes my legs feel weak. She looks as if she hasn't slept in days. Her beautiful orange hair is matted around her extremely sweaty and unnaturally pale face. I just hope these kids come soon, because I don't know how much longer I can stand to see her in this agonizing state…

Lois shut her eyes and winced as the epidural needle was inserted into her lower spine. "It's okay, it might hurt now, but in a few hours, it will be totally worth it." It was now her fourth time, but Lois couldn't stand needles, and found herself having to say this inside her head every time she was in labor and opted for an epidural to numb the pain of contractions. Last night, she had gotten only four hours of sleep and was now starting to feel fatigued. She looked up to her husband with a tender expression. "Brian, I think I'm going to have to take a nap for a while. Why don't you go home and check on the kids for me, okay?"

"Lois, I don't know. I'm a little scared leaving you here by your lonesome."

"Don't worry about it. I'm in good hands. Dr. Hartman won't let anything happen under his watch."

Brian cracked a wary smile. "Lois, you and I both know that's total bullshit." The two then shared a good laugh. Brian finally agreed to go make sure that Meg, Chris, and Stewie were okay. After saying goodbye, he got up, kissed Lois on her forehead, and slowly exited the room. On his taxi ride home, he couldn't take his mind off of Lois. "Is she going to be okay? She just looked so ill when they were giving the epidural. Oh well. I'm sure she and the kids will be fine." After twenty minutes, the yellow car finally pulled up in front of the Griffin's house. Brian paid his fare and got out of the cab. Even though the taxi had pulled away, Brian had yet to move. He just stood there, staring at his house. He couldn't believe that in a few hours, he would be a father to his best friend's kids. "What will they look like?" He wondered. Lois had previously had three kids, and the only one that looked even remotely like her or Peter was Meg. Knowing this, this was a rather large window of what the twins could possibly look like. During one of the ultrasounds, Dr. Hartman wasn't able to be sure, but from examining the likely DNA structure of the kids, he concluded that the twins were most likely to be fraternal. After what seemed like hours, Brian finally stopped allowing his thoughts to wander and made his way into the house. When he walked in, the first thing he noticed was that Meg and Chris were sitting on the couch, looking alert, and Stewie was sitting in Meg's lap, which he almost never did. Brian was quite surprised. "Wow, you guys are looking excited. What's the occasion?" He was trying to toy with them.

Meg was the first to answer. "Brian, don't mess with us. We both know exactly what's going on, and Chris and Stewie were just so ecstatic, all we could do was just sit here on the couch and wait for some good news. Actually, Luke intended to come, but he's been sick with the flu all week, and he didn't want to spread the virus into our house."

"Well, that's nice. Your mom is perfectly fine. There are no complications, but we still don't have a great estimate on when exactly these kids are going to come. She asked me to come check on you kids. I'm assuming everything is fine here at the house, right?"

"Take a wild guess, Brian."

Meanwhile, Chris and Stewie were becoming bored with Brian and Meg's exclusive conversation, and Chris finally spoke up. "Hey Brian, I'm getting pretty tired. I think Stewie and I are just going to go to bed. We'll see you tomorrow."

"Okay Chris. Your mother loves you!" As soon as Brian was sure Stewie and Chris were upstairs with their doors shut, he turned back to Meg and tried to continue their previously interrupted conversation. "So, Meg, you're eighteen, and I know how much Lois has started to confide in you ever since Peter left us. How would you like to go with me back to the hospital and be there when your little brother and sister are born?"

Meg's eyes seemed to sparkle. "Oh Brian, I would love to!"

"Okay then. You take care of anything you need to, and how about we meet in the kitchen in fifteen minutes?"

"Sounds good. I'll be back in a second, Brian," exclaimed Meg as she ran upstairs to her room to change out of her pajamas and into her winter jacket. It was a pretty cold night, after all. Brian sat for the next few minutes on the couch, trying to stay calm. He always had an anxiety problem, and this certainly was not helping to keep him tranquil. Finally, Meg walked down the stairs in a North Face jacket, skinny jeans, and UGG boots. Why did girls always need to dress up so much, anyway? He thought he would never comprehend why. They both had silent expressions of happiness and a little bit of nervousness on their faces as they started the tedious car ride back to the hospital. Brian looked at the clock. It read 11:45. Almost midnight already? Brian hoped that Lois would be awake again by the time they got back. He loved her company.

Thirty minutes later Brian and Meg made it back into the hospital room where Lois was staying. Much to Brian's content, she had awoken from her fairly short nap. Unfortunately, she wasn't in the mood to talk, so she only silently acknowledged them by smiling when they walked in. For the next few hours, Brian sat next to Lois, holding her hand. Over the past few months, they had really started to grow together as a couple. He looked down, observing her usually shining face. She smiled back at him, apparently not having to much pain at the moment. This went on for a few more hours, until finally, Dr. Hartman walked in, and after checking a few items on the computer monitor, announced that it was time for the babies to be delivered. Meg was sitting in a corner chair with a huge smile plastered on her face as Lois looked up to Brian.

"Hey Brian?"

"Yeah."

"Remember a few months ago, when I told you I wanted you to hold my hand when I gave birth?"

"Uh, yeah."

"Well, that would be right about now."

She only had to push a few times, but Brian swore every time, Lois's grip on his hand would tighten to the point he was convinced that his hand had completely lost its circulation. Sure, it hurt like hell, but he would do anything for Lois. Over the events of the past year, Brian had grown from doubting his life in general to knowing that he truly did love Lois.

After a little under twelve grueling hours of labor, Lois gave birth to Peter Michael Griffin at 5:38 on the morning of January 28, 2012, and to Lois Ashley Griffin at 5:40 the same morning. After a couple of tests and an hour in the nursery to make sure everything was normal, the two children were brought in to be with their parents. Lois picked up the girl and Brian the boy, and they admired their children's features. Ashley had bright orange hair, a sandwich shaped nose, and cool green eyes just like Lois, and Michael had brown hair and brown eyes, just like Peter. Brian and Lois looked at each other, and both knew that this was a sign of true love.

A week later, the Griffins hosted a party at their house to celebrate the arrival of the two new children. All of their friends and even Lois's parents arrived. Lois was carrying Michael in her arms as she went over to her father, Carter to converse.

"Hi, Daddy. How's it going?"

"Pretty good, Lois. You know, I never did care much for Peter, but now that he's gone, I actually do kind of miss him. I'll tell you, it's pretty weird to have more grandchildren. I thought you were done having kids."

"Well, so did I, but apparently, I wasn't, and now I have two more wonderful children to take care of."

"Good for you. Just know that if you need anything, stop by for a visit, and I'm sure your mother and I can take care of it."

"Okay, Daddy. Whatever you say."

If there was one thing Lois had come to know about her father, it was that he always seemed to be a much nicer person whenever there were babies involved. She knew she didn't care for him much, but she had always enjoyed that particular quirk about him.

The rest of the party was a blast for everyone, and Lois really felt like it was the happiest she had been since she was with Peter. For once, she actually felt complete. That night, after she had put the newborns down, she sat on the bed and waited for Brian to come in. After a few minutes, the intelligent dog made his way into the master bedroom.

"Hey, Brian."

"Oh, hey Lois. Did you enjoy the party today? I'll tell you, you make taking care of newborns appear much easier than it actually is."

Lois laughed. "You'll get used to it. To answer your question, yes, I did have a good time. I really enjoyed seeing all of our friends, and I'm looking forward to watching Michael and Ashley grow up with you." She paused, changing the topic. "Listen, I really wanted to thank you for being there with me at the hospital. It meant a lot to me, being in all of that pain, but still knowing that someone I love was sitting there, holding my hand."

"I'm happy for you, Lois. Thank you for the opportunity."

"You're welcome. I don't know about you, but I'm really worn out, so I'm going to go to bed."

"Me too."

And with that, the two put on their pajamas, (At least, Lois did. XD) brushed their teeth, and got in bed. With one final look of happiness to each other, Lois turned over, and turned the light off, shrouding the room in darkness.

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