A\N: A huge thank you to my two friend and beta readers who helped me with this chapter. I hope you all like it and please remember to review as I love reading what you think.

Disclaimer: I do not own Chicago Fire, Chicago PD, NBC or Global

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Chapter 7

"Thirty-seven year old female, nine months pregnant, severe abdominal pain!" The EMT told the doctors as they arrived at the ambulance bay at the hospital.

"Right," One doctor nodded and he turned to a younger one, "Tell the OR to be ready for emergency C-section surgery and get the OB/GYN on called doctor to help in surgery and get the on-call pediatrician to be ready as well"

"Right," The younger doctor scurried off.

"Emergency surgery?" Gabby questioned.

As they wheeled Laura quickly into the hospital the doctor asked, "Who're you?"

"I'm her sister in-law, I'm an EMT over at firehouse fifty-one."

"What's her name?" The doctor tapped the up button on the elevator.

"Laura Dawson." Gabby responded.

What's wrong with my babies?" Laura asked she was in the worst pain she have ever experienced, far worse then even both previous times she'd given birth. She knew that was not good for the twins.

"We're just going to take you up to maternity."

Laura nodded and once again the pain made her eyes close and as before she drifted in and out of consciousness.

"Tell me the truth," Gabby looked at the doctor as the got on the elevator, "What's happened?"

"She's most likely suffered a severe placenta abruption. We need to do an emergency C-section surgery to save her and the babies."

Gabby felt as if her heart had just stopped, "That's serious."

"Yes, but we need to do it."

"Her husband, my brother, he should be on his way."

"The longer we wait the more risker it becomes for her and the babies. Now you can't come any further, you can wait in the waiting room."

"Right," Gabby took a step back, still very much shaking by everything that had happened.

She went to the nearest waiting room and sat with her head in her hands and didn't even stop herself from crying. She momently forgot to call Antonio and ask where he was when her cell phone buzzed and his name came up on the screen.

"Antonio where are you?"

"I'm in the ER! Where are you?

Surgery!"

"What? I'm on my way," He hung up. A few minutes later he came running past the waiting room and seeing her he doubled back.

"She has a placenta abruption. In other words it's serious Antonio; they took her into surgery they're going to do an emergency C-section."

He ran towards the operating room hallway but Gabby was quick to stop him, "She'll be under Antonio; this isn't something you mess around with. Just stay here." She looked up at him.

He shook his head and his fist hit the nearest wall in rage, "This is all my fault! I'm the one who wanted another baby."

"This isn't anyone's fault Antonio. All we can do is hope and pray that she got here in time and that she and the babies will all be okay."

"I can't do that!" He shook his head not afraid of the tears that were soaking his face, "I just can't do that."

Gabby didn't hesitate to hug him. "What can I do?"

"The kids are at home by themselves. They can stay on there own but after what happened and…."

"I'll go and get them. They can spend some time at my house. I'm sure Violet will be thrilled when she see's them."

"Gabby she just came home from here. I'll call Mom and Dad and maybe they can watch them."

"It's fine Antonio, but I'll call them, maybe they can come wait here with you," She stood up and took out her phone walking out into the hallway with it. She called her parents, Laura's parent, Matt and finally Eva and Diego who as expected hadn't gone back to sleep and were wide-awake.

"Eva and Diego want to talk to you," Gabby walked back into the waiting room handing her phone out to Antonio who took it.

"Hey guys,"

"Dad we want to come to the hospital," Eva pleaded, "I can't spend all day pretending like nothing happened. I want to be with you."

"Eva-"

"Dad I'm thirteen. You and Mom wanted me to start acting more grown-up and help out and I'm trying. We don't need a babysitter."

Antonio was to exhausted and to worried to even start arguing with his thirteen-year-old daughter "Alright Eva but let me talk to Diego. See what he wants."

"Okay," Eva didn't argue and the next voice Antonio heard was Diego's.

"Daddy," It was evident by the sound of his voice he had been crying, "Are Mommy and the babies okay?"

Antonio wasn't sure what to say to his son, he didn't even know the answer to that question himself, "The doctor's are doing everything they can buddy. Now your sister wants to come and wait at the hospital.

"I can't Daddy, I'm to scared," He started to cry.

"Okay buddy, what do you want to do?" He wished he could hug his son and tell him everything would be okay but he couldn't, "Okay you can spend some time with Aunt Gabby, she'll come and get you and Eva and drop her off at the hospital and then take you back to her house."

"Okay."

"Okay buddy," He waited until his son hung up and then turned to Gabby, "You okay with that?"

"Of course. Laura's parents are coming and Mom and Dad said to call them if you need anything."

Antonio nodded. "Yeah okay."

Two Hours Later:

"Are you here for Laura Dawson?" A doctor, still in scrubs walked out into the waiting room

"I'm her husband," Antonio stood up and walked towards the doctor, "How is she? What about the babies?"

"Your wife and daughter's are fine," The doctor assured him, "There were some complications in the surgery and…"

"Complications? What do you mean?"

"During the operation your wife lost a lot of blood and we had to give her a blood transfusion in order to save your daughters."

Antonio looked ready to strangle the doctor "But you said she was okay!"

"And she is, she's in the surgical recovery ward. She's under sedation right now but hopefully in the next hour or two she'll wake-up."

"Okay, what about my daughters?"

"They're in the NICU but only to be precautious right now they're doing fine. I have to say we were quite surprised they started crying immediately, we were expecting the worse."

Antonio let out a small smile, "Lets hope they keep fighting."

"Yes. Now because of the complications of the surgery we had to remove your wife's uterus. Now because of that and the risky surgery your wife underwent and the possibility of complications we want to keep her in the hospital for at least two weeks. In that time we'll have her on morphine as she'll be in pain and she might be in and out of consciousness a lot of the time. Are all of you immediate family?"

"Yes, her parents and our daughter Eva," Antonio told him.

"You and Grandma and Grandpa and see Mom first, I'll go and see my new sisters," Eva told her father as she stood and walked to stand beside him.

"How old are you?" The doctor asked, as children under thirteen weren't allowed in the NICU.

"I'm thirteen."

The doctor only nodded and waited for her father to speak.

"You know what Eva that would be great," He hugged her, "That would be a great help."

"Okay," She smiled proudly.

"If you wait here I'll take your father and grandparents to your mother's room and then take you to the NICU."

Eva nodded her head and waited. She still wasn't one hundred percent sure she liked the idea of having two baby sisters but she knew now wasn't the time to be whining about it. She was thirteen and she needed to start acting like a grown-up and help out, whether that meant staying in the nursery with her sisters or taking care of Diego or cooking and cleaning while her mother was in the hospital; she knew she needed to be able to do it.

Seeing her sister's wasn't anything like she imagined it would be. She needed to put on scrubs and wash her hands thoroughly with hot water, soap and sanitizer. When she was escorted into the room she was shocked at all of the small babies with wires and tubes. She had heard of babies being born very sick but seeing it in person made her grateful her sisters seemed to be okay.

"Here they are," A nurse stopped at two incubators side-by-side, "Do you know what your parents were going to name them?"

"Isobel and Nevaeh I think but I'll ask my father later."

"No rush. Now do you want to hold one or just stay here? Oh and before I forget to mention it my names Melissa.

To hide the fact that her hands were shaking Eva put them into her pockets. Her sister's weren't as small as the other babies but they were still tiny and she wasn't even sure if she could hurt them if she did something even slightly wrong. "Yeah okay I'll hold one."

"Just be careful of all the wires," Melissa warned as she lifted one of the little girls up and handed her to Eva.

Eva smiled down at her baby sister who was sleeping. She had, like her sister a headful of dark hair and her skin tone was dark. "Hey," She spoke nervously, "My names Eva, I'm your older sister."

Her tiny eyes opened and she stared up at Eva, looking at her for only a second she began to cry and all Eva could hear was that high-pitched scream.

"Did I do something wrong?" Eva asked fearfully as Melissa took her away.

"No, no she's just hungry," Melissa, explained "you can try feeding her if you want to sit down in a chair."

"Okay," Eva sat down in the rocking chair placed between the two incubators and took the small baby into her arms and tried to feed her the bottle once a nurse gave it to her, she hesitated at first but soon started sucking on the bottle and as she was drinking it Eva noticed another nurse feeding a bottle to her twin. "You two on the same wave length?" She joked, the small baby only staring up at her.

When the bottle was finished Eva removed it from the newborns mouth and the baby continued to stare up at her until she finally closed her eyes and went to sleep.

"Can I take a picture of her?" Eva asked Melissa.

"No sorry sweetie not in here when they get moved to the regular nursery you can though."

"Okay," She understood and figured that was why she was instructed to turn off her cell phone completely before entering the sterile environment.

Not sure what room her mother was in Eva walked up to the nurses station in the surgery recovery unit and asked, "My mother Laura Dawson can you tell me what room she's in?"

The nurses looked at each other before one answered, "Only two visitors are allowed at a time."

"I don't need to stay right now I just need to see my father."

"How old are you?" Another nurse asked, probably wondering why she was wondering around a hospital on her own.

"I'm thirteen but-"

"Eva," Her grandmother rounded the corner.

"Never mind," She walked away from the nurse's station and towards her grandmother, "How's Mom doing?"

"The doctor's think she'll wake up soon but she's going to be in a lot of pain; even with the morphine and her stomach is going to be sore for a long time."

"Grandma," She followed her down the hall, "Can I ask you a question?"

"Why of course you can dear."

"Are you mad at Dad?"

Rosemary stopped walking, "Why would you think that?"

"I knew you wouldn't be but I think Dad's blaming himself. I'm just trying to help."

"Oh no sweetheart your father's just very worried and he has a lot on his plate right now. Don't you worry about anything. He's going to have a lot of help looking after you and your brother."

"But I can help!" Eva insisted, "I can look after Diego and cook and clean."

"Oh Eva I know you can help," Rosemary assured her, "But doing it all is a lot of work."

"Mom does it all the time! So does my Aunt Gabby and you!"

"Eva," She looked sternly at her, "Don't raise your voice like that at me. I know everyone's stressed out right now but that doesn't give you the right to speak like that."

Eva frowned, "Can I see my Dad?"

"Not if you're going to speak to him like you did to me."

"I won't I just think he should see the babies."

"Okay Eva," Rosemary continued walking and stopped at a room, "You can go in, your father and grandfather are in there now but I'm sure your father would love to see you."

Eva walked into the room and tried not to act to shocked when she saw her mother, "Dad, the babies are so cute. You should see them."

Antonio looked up at his daughter, "Maybe later sweetheart. I want to make sure your mother wakes up first."

"But Dad-"

"Not now Eva."

"But Dad-"

"Eva!" He looked up at her, "I think I need to call your Aunt to come and get you. It's been a long night and you should sleep."

"Dad," She complained.

"Not this time Eva," He walked with her back into the hallway and got out his cell phone.

TBC

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Up Next: Laura and the twins are okay for now but will some post surgery complications change that? Eva is trying to act more mature and grown-up but will it last? Will she cause more problems then she can help? Next chapter will have Gabby, Matt, Violet and there twins and maybe even Violet's friend Annabelle and a surprise realization for Diego.