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Chapter Thirteen
Claire's POV
(few week time skip)
"Hey, here's your..." I start but I'm interupted by an intense pain. The cokes slip out of my arms and clatter to the floor as I wrap my arms around my stomach. I'm experiencing some intense contractions. Michael's head perks up and he's at my side in an instant.
"Claire? What's wrong? Eve asks, joining him. I'm speechless for a second. Shane's at work right now. He wants so desperatly to be there when I have the babies and yet they wait until he's gone to do this. What the hell!
"Shit! Contractions. Really bad," I say through gritted teeth. Michael picks me up and carries me to the couch, urging me to lay down. I comply, curling around my stomach as much as I can.
"Michael, call Shane," Eve says, crouching beside me. She puts a hand against my sweaty forhead. He nods and pulls out his cell phone, presses a button, and then puts it to his ear. He changes his mind and puts it on speaker.
"What is it, Michael? Is Claire okay?" Shane's voice sounds almost frantic from the other end. The contractions become harsher and I moan breathelessly.
"She's getting bad contractions. We need you here," Michael says.
"I'll be there in ten minutes. Put Claire on the phone," Shane says. I hear the faint sounds of the kitchen in the background.
"Your on speaker," Eve yells, putting a wet wash clothe on my forehead. I had been so distracted that I hadn't noticed her leave.
"Claire, honey, I'll be there soon. Hang on," Shane says. I feel the muscles growing even tighter and I moan again.
"Okay," I breathe as Michael puts the phone near my mouth. Shane hangs up and, true to his words, arrives in ten minutes. He takes one look at me and he's by my side.
"Your going to the hospital. No arguments," Shane says, helping me sit up. He helps me stand, his arm going around my waist.
"They're just contractions," I say breathelessly. At that moment, there's a weird sounds, almost like rushing water. Shane blinks in surprise.
"Claire, your water just broke," Michael says, opening the door.
"I kind of guessed that," I say, bending over to wrap my arms around my stomach. It hurts like hell, I'm not even kidding. Shane picks me up and carries me to the car. We all pile in and Michael practically speeds to the hospital. He's got a wide brimmed black hat on and a long tench coat with gloves to protect him from the sun.
(Time Skip)
"Okay, Ms. Danvers. Now, this shouldn't be too hard. All I'm gonna have you do is push," the doctor says, giving me a sunny smile. I'm squeezing Shane's hand tightly.
"Yeah, all I have to do is push a watermelon out of a small hole, actually two. No trouble at all," I growl. Shane laughs and I glare at him. He shuts up instantly.
"All right, push," I push with all I've got and I have to tell you, this hurts like hell. After a few more pushes the doctor smiles in trumphiant, handing the nurse a baby," A little boy."
"Nathaniel," Shane breathes. The doctor nods at me and I ready myself.
"Okay. Let's get that other baby out. I need you to push again, Claire," The doctor says. I push again, pushing hard. I'm almost out of strength here. I push some more and then my beautiful little girl is brought into the world. I collapse backwards on the bed as the nurse begins to clean up Everose. She's screaming loudly.
The nurse hands me my two babies and I craddle them, cooing. Shane reaches out to stroke Everose's head. She's still crying loudly. Nathanial looks at me calmly. He has Shane's nose and mouth. Everose is a little more evenly mixed of the both of us. I cuddle them. I hand Shane Everose and she calms almost instantly.
"Defenitly a Daddy's girl," I say. Shane smiles triumphantly and I roll my eyes. I'm really tired but I don't want to give up my babies.
"I'm calling her Rose for short," Shane says suddenly. I raise an eyebrow at him," Because she's Daddy's little Rose."
"Names?" a nurse with a clipboard asks. I smile.
"The little boy is Nathaniel Dewayne Collins. The girl is Everose Michelle Collins," I say. I hand Shane Nathan and he kisses my forehead.
"Beautiful name," she says," We need to take the babies to get they're shots." I watch Shane reluctantly give up our babies. He kisses them each on the head. I smile.
"Sleep. You must be really tired," Shane says. I nod and close my eyes.
(Time Skip)
I wake up a little while later and the nurses eventually bring my babies back. Eve and Michael are allowed back. Eve practically pounces on Everose. She steals him from Shane.
"She's so cute!" she squeals. Michael takes one look at her and you can tell that she's wrapped everyone around her little finger. I'm holding Nathan. Michael walks over and takes Nathan.
"This little guy is going to grow up to be a little tough guy," Michael says. I look at him.
"I think you have it switched," I say. Shane nods in agreement and they both look at me, confused.
"Rose kept crying until Shane got a hold of her and I have yet to hear Nathan cry. I think Rose is going to be our little wild child, like her father. Nathan's going to take after me, just watch," I say confidently.
"That means he's going to be a badass, you know," Eve says," 'Cause his mom sure as hell is."
A happy glow settles in the room. Shane and I had Michael move everything into the house, so it would be ready, about a week ago. We get to go home soon. We're a family. Shane looks at me, smiles, and nods, like he knows where my train of thought is.