George POV
After Kathy left with the kids a week went by and Olivia seemed to being doing alright. A bit depressed, but that was to be expected after losing her fiance. I didn't expect to go by her house and find her the way I did though.
*Flashback*
I walked up to her door and knocked. I waited for an answer until I heard a low moan come through the door then "Help" called out. She had just hit the thirty week mark in her pregnancy and her doctor was worried about her going into labor early with all the stress she was under.
"Liv?" I heard her call out again. "I'm coming in!" I called out openning the door. I walked in and found her sitting on the floor in the middle of the livingroom stuck. "You alright?"
"No" she said curling into herself.
"Whats wrong?"
"I think that they are coming soon"
"Are you having contractions?"
"Yeah"
"How long?"
"Woke up this morning thought it was Braxtonhicks contractions, but they started coming about every six hours. They kept getting closer now they are about every thirty minutes."
"Ok I think that you are going to have these kids" I said taking a deep breath. "Can you walk?"
"Yeah just help me up" she huffed and I pulled her up watching her lean on the couch while I grabbed her coat and shoes.
"Sit on the edge of the couch" I said holding up her shoes. Once she did I helped slide her boots on and then grabbed her jacket. Once she was all set I helped her out and into the car and we were off to Saint Micheals.
*End Flashback*
She wasn't going to have those kids for another two weeks they said she was only under to much stress and to relax a little more. They sent her home with strict instructions to stay in bed as much as possible. I stayed with her and at the 33 week mark she was ready to go. It was three in the morning when she started to yell through the house.
*Flashback*
"George!" I heard her yell. I got up from the air bed I had set up in her livingroom.
"Coming Liv!" I yelled walking the few feet to her room. When I walked in I saw her trying to curl into a ball.
"The contractions are back" she huffed holding her belly.
"Alright lets get you to the hospital" I said and once we were all set we took off.
We walked into the ER her doctor was on rounds and saw her. "What are you doing here Ms. Benson?" she questioned.
"The twins aren't waiting" she groaned.
"Oh well lets get you into a room" she said quickly. They set her up and checked her; she was only three centimeters. "Your in for a long morning Ms. Benson they may not want to wait, but they sure want to take their time" she said. "I will be back in about an hour" she said and left the room.
She refused any form of pain killer for the labor and delivery, but was in excruciating pain at about 8 centimeters and her water wasn't broken it had been nearly 14 hours of labor already. "Liv you alright?" I questioned walking back into the room with Fin like she asked.
"No they need to hurry the fuck up!" she yelled at me.
"Alright have fun Fin" I said running off.
*End Flashback*