Married Life

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Year One, Part Six: And the Family Grows…

Month Nine

Chase's Point of View

Well, here we finally are. The end of the long emotional road. It's been a crazy few months. It seems like we're finally at a point where we can relax. The pregnancy is all over. Almost. Allison insists on working until her water breaks. Trust me, we've all tried to talk her out of it. She can't be made to change her mind. Ever. Stubborn as an ox, my wife is. I'm really excited. We finished all the decorating, and celebrated the baby shower. We got a lot of stuff, and now its' all loaded into the house.

Cuddy tried to get me to talk her out of working until her due date, but I told her it was like trying to talk to a brick wall. She laughed, and tried harder. That only made Allison more determined. So, it backfired. Big time.

We'll see how long it'll take for the stress to bring our baby out.

Cameron's Point of View

I know that Robert is worried about my stress affecting the baby. But if it hasn't affected the kid yet, then I doubt it would now. Lisa told me to relax, too. She said that House, of all people, was worried about me. I didn't believe her… until House told me himself.

I am humongous now. My belly should grow legs, and walk for me. Robert says I'm exaggerating, but I'm really not. I have gained 30 points in this pregnancy.

No lie.

I walk into the office, today. I'm wearing a simple shirt with a pair of slacks. I also have a pair of flats on, and my hair is completely down. I dressed really formal-casual. Because, secretly, my back is killing me. And I keep cramping. Which is never a good thing when you're as pregnant as I am. Robert keeps giving me anxious looks, and everyone else just waits for my water to break. But it wouldn't betray me. Not yet.

I think…

LATER THAT DAY

Chase's Point of View

Oh God. It's coming. It's coming right this second! We were just in the office, during differentials, and all of a sudden Allison bends over, screaming in pain. We all dropped whatever we were doing…especially me. And ran to her. My heart stopped, because my child could be in danger. My wife could be in danger. My entire world could end today, because I was stupid and didn't make her relax at home. All my fault.

Love…life…. over…

I remember running to her, and she looked up at me. A brilliant smile on her face.

'Robert, the baby's on it's way. And you know what the Lamaze coach said? That I would just know what to do?' I nodded, too scared to speak. 'Well, she was right. Now, get me to the maternity ward.' She said, as another contraction came on. I picked her up, and ran her to the ward.

A few minutes later, we were situated in the room. Allison had the epidural, and was changed into a gown. I was changed too. I smiled weakly at her, and grabbed her hand.

'We're going to have a baby, Allie.' I said, smiling wider at her.

'I know! Isn't it amazing?' she said, a wide grin matching my own.

After a few hours of pushing, and screaming…it was finally time.

'Come on, Allison. You can do this. Come on, Allie. One more. Good girl.' Said the midwife, coaching her. As I tried to gain composure. She was 10 centimeters dilated, and the baby's head was almost out. I saw the blonde hair, and smiled even more. Tears in my eyes.

Allison pushed, giving a loud scream of 'I can't do this anymore!' and then a loud baby's wail filled the room. My eyes were clouded over with tears, and Allison had a tired, but triumphant expression on her face. Sweaty, exhausted, and completely content.

Our child had finally come.

He had come.

Bailey Xavier Chase

April 9th, 2010