Five weeks later
Anthony stomped his foot and shook his head in protest. He folded his arms across his chest they best he could with is arm in a bulky full arm cast.
"I don't want to go the doctor." He said stubbornly. I sighed.
"It's not so bad. Aunt Callie just needs to see if your arm has healed the way it's supposed to." I said trying to reason with him. Trenton squatted down to eye level with Anthony.
"It's not that bad Anthony. I promise. I've done it before, and I wasn't lucky enough to have someone as awesome as Aunt Callie do my arm." Trenton said. Anthony adjusted his glasses.
"Promise?" Anthony asked Trenton. Trenton nodded.
"Promise." He said. Anthony glanced at me before looking back at Trenton and nodding.
"Fine." Anthony agreed. I smiled.
"Thank you." I told him. Trenton shrugged and slowly stood up. His incision site still hurt him sometimes, and squatting just then probably hurt.
"Trenton has to come." Anthony said. Trenton laughed.
"I'll come if it makes you feel better." Trenton agreed. Anthony smiled. Mason came downstairs looking tired.
"Oh look who decided to grace us with his presence." I teased.
"Hah. Hah." Mason said annoyed.
"Someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed." Trenton murmured.
"Whatever." Mason said and opened the fridge. Cooper came into the living room and sat his messenger bag down on the couch. He leaned in and kissed me on the lips lightly before kissing my stomach.
"You're home super early." I remarked. Cooper shrugged.
"What time is Anthony's appointment?" Cooper asked.
"We were just about to leave." I said.
"Oh okay. Well be safe. Don't let anything happen to Zachary and Allie." Cooper said and rubbed my stomach. I nodded.
"I won't. Come on Ant." I said and herded him out the door. Callie x-rayed his arm and decided that we could take the pins out but he still needed to be in a full arm cast. Anthony didn't like when Callie pulled his pins out. He cried saying it felt weird, but as soon as they were out he relaxed. He did really good about not moving his arm while Callie re-casted it, this time in blue. I took Trenton and Anthony for ice cream afterwards. Anthony was almost done when my phone rang. I answered Addison's call.
"Hello?" I asked.
"Hey, it's Mark." Mark's voice said.
"Mark, why are you calling from Addison's phone?" I asked.
"Addison's in preterm labor." Mark said.
"She's six weeks premature, that's not too bad. How far dilated is she?" I asked.
"Like three centimeters, anyway, I figured you'd want to be here. She wants you here, cause you guys are close, and we were hoping when you're done visiting, you could take Whitney and Nathan home too, we need someone to watch them for a while, the triplets might have some complications." Mark said.
"Sure, no problem. I'll be there soon." I said and hung up.
"What's wrong mom?" Trenton asked.
"Aunt Addison is in labor." I told him.
"What's labor?" Anthony asked.
"When you're older Squirt." I said. "Come on, you guys will have to finish in the car." I said standing up from the table. One of twins kicked in response. I rubbed my stomach, I did not appreciate that. We loaded up the van and drove home. I decided to drop Anthony and Trenton off first before I went to see Addison. I felt another hard kick once we got home about seven minutes later. Cooper noticed when I brought Anthony in.
"Charlotte are you okay?" He asked concerned. I nodded pushing him away.
"It's just them kicking. I'll be back later with Whitney and Nathan." I told him. He nodded still uncertain.
"Alright, I love you babe." He said and kissed me lightly on the lips. By the time I got to St. Ambrose I had felt the pain again. Some part of me knew it wasn't just kicking but I was too scared to admit it because I was only 26 weeks. So I ignored it, and decided they were just Braxton-hicks. I found Addison's room with ease. She was sitting up in bed with Whitney and Nathan on either side of her. They were looking at a picture book. Nathan still wasn't talking. She glanced up when she heard me enter.
"Hey Charlotte." She said and smiled.
"Hey, how are you feeling?" I asked.
"Good, epidurals are great." Addison said. I smiled.
"Yeah, they are." I said trying not to grimace or tense up as another pain hit my stomach.
"Charlotte are you okay?" Addison asked. I nodded.
"I'm great." I lied. Addison didn't buy it for a second.
"Whitney why don't you and Nathan go see daddy. He's in his office. Go straight there and have daddy text me when you get there." Addison told them. Nathan and Whitney nodded and hopped down from Addison's bed and ran out. "Charlotte be honest. Are you okay?" Addison asked.
"It's just Braxton-hicks." I told her.
"You're having contractions?" Addison asked.
"Braxton-hicks. It's too early." I said stubbornly.
"How frequent have they been?" Addison asked. I looked down at my shoes. "Charlotte." Addison prompted.
"Six minutes between each. Like clockwork." I said.
"Charlotte you're in labor, I know you're scared but your water hasn't broken yet, maybe there's still time to stop the contractions. If you get admitted now." Addison said. I sighed and nodded. Addison grimaced slightly as one of her own contractions rocked through her body. "Epidurals only help so much." She murmured. It only took twenty minutes for them to admit me and get me started on steroids to mature the twins' lungs and something to hopefully stop the contractions. I was scared out of my mind, if they couldn't stop the contractions, the twins were in big trouble, they would have to fight for their lives most likely, as if Anthony's birth hadn't been scary enough. All of the kids were at Naomi and Sam's. Even Whitney and Nathan. Addison was about eight centimeters now and I was pissed that I couldn't be there for her right now. I kind of had my own problems right now though. About thirty minutes into my stay as a patient I felt wet, and to my horror, I realized my water had broken. The twins were coming now.