Hey guys, thanks again for the reviews. I'm really glad you liked the previous chapter.

I know there's been a bit of a delay with this chapter, but like I said, I'm having some trouble with my muse. She finally got this chapter to me and hopefully there'll be some more since I've now finished my exams and have nothing to do for a while. Hopefully, I can't promise anything though.

Anyway, I hope you enjoy and don't forget to leave me a review at the end.

Growing Up Troubles

Chapter 10

Frank was pacing the hospital waiting room as the time went by. Holly was still not out of surgery, and he was starting to worry. She had been in there for three hours now, this was a little more complicated than the cord being wrapped around the baby's neck, it had to be.

Wyatt watched his friend, nervously. He had managed to call Chris when he went to get coffee, but that was hours ago. He should have been here by now, it did not take that long to get back home to pick up Lizzie and Ben and to get here.

"Damn it, I need to know how she is," Speedy's voice took Wyatt out of his thoughts, as he looked up at his blonde haired friend, "I can't just, pace."

"Well, stop pacing and sit, she'll be ok," Wyatt assured him, although he was not too sure who he was trying to assure more, Speedy or himself. If anything happened to Holly then…well, he did not quite know what he would do. When Frank was still pacing, Wyatt sighed, "Dude, sit down, you're making me dizzy."

As Speedy sat down, footsteps coming towards them could be heard, causing Wyatt to look up, hoping that it was a doctor, hopefully his baby brother who he knew was somewhere around the hospital and he was sure that a nurse had paged for him when he brought Holly in earlier. He was slightly disappointed to see that it was only Chris, but relieved at the same time, to know that someone else was here with them, someone else that could maybe help settle Speedy.

"Sorry, traffic." Chris apologised as he walked up, four-year-old Ben running ahead in front, calling out 'daddy'.

"Where's mommy?" the young blonde asked, looking up into his father's eyes.

"She's having the baby," Frank explained to his son, not exactly sure what to say to him, "You'll get to see your little brother or sister soon."

"Cool." As Ben's face lit up, it only made Speedy even more nervous about the state of his wife. Ben was looking forward to being a big brother so much that he did not want him to be disappointed if something critical happened.

"What's going on?" Chris asked, "I was kinda expecting you to call to say she was out."

"We don't know," Wyatt shook his head, "She's still in surgery."

Chris could not help but raise his eyebrows and bit his bottom lip nervously, it had been three hours that he had been stuck in traffic, three hours and they had still not heard anything, something was wrong. Sighing, he walked away from Wyatt and Frank to the reception desk, hearing Wyatt calling his name to find out what he was doing.

"Hi there," Chris smiled down at the young receptionist, who was busy typing away at her computer. When she looked up with a smile, Chris leaned on the desk, "I was wondering whether you could tell me the situation on a patient, she my cousin before you ask," ok, so by marriage she was his cousin, they did not have to know the whole situation, "Holly Speed?"

The woman at the desk typed at her computer and explained to him that she was in surgery.

"See, I know that, but she's been in surgery for the past three hours," Chris told her, "Think you can get someone out here to explain to us what's going on? I mean, her husband and son are sat there and they don't have a clue."

"I'll see what I can do for you, sir."

"Make sure you do that."

With that, Chris walked back to his husband and friend and sighed. It was worth a shot, but he had an idea that it was not going to do much help.

"What was that?" Wyatt asked, looking at the brunette, who just shrugged back.

"Just wanted to find out information, that's all," Chris explained, "I'm not as patient as you when it comes to hospitals, you should know that. I hate the places."

Wyatt could not help but laugh slightly, knowing how right Chris was, the only times he could think of when Chris would come into a hospital were for their children or a very close friend, otherwise he stayed clear. In fact, the last time Chris stepped into the hospital was when Jennifer had appendicitis, which was almost eight years ago.

"I'm guessing you didn't find anything out?" Speedy looked up to his friend, hope in his eyes but then disappointment as the brunette shook his head, "God, what is taking so long."

It was then that Wyatt heard his brother's voice at the reception desk, causing him to look up at the 27-year-old who was still dressed in his blue scrubs.

"Hey, squirt," Wyatt called out, walking over to Matthew, "Need answers, c'mon…"

"She's ok, Wyatt," Matthew said, he hated the nickname his eldest brother had come up with, just because he was short, "Just a few complications, but she's going to be ok."

"Complications?" Wyatt raised his eyebrows, "You say that like it's normal and no big deal. Seriously dude…"

"Wyatt, chill," Matthew stopped his brother from rambling. If it was a usual family member of the patient, he would not have been so laid back, but with it being his brother he knew just how to talk to him, "Don't worry, Speedy can go in and see her now."

Hearing that, Frank jumped up with Ben now in his arms, and made his way over to the two Halliwell males.

"She's ok, definitely ok?" Speedy asked and sighed when he received a nod, "And the baby?"

"You've got a healthy baby girl," Matthew smiled, "C'mon, I'll take you to her, although only one person at a time, ok."

"I wanna see mommy." Ben frowned, looking up at Frank, causing Matthew to sigh with a small smile.

"Ok, two because it's Ben."

"So, she's gonna be ok?" Lizzie now spoke up for the first time since she had gotten there, she could not remember the last time she had seen her dad and Chris with such panic in their eyes and if she was honest it scared her.

"She'll be fine," Chris nodded his head, since everybody else had started to follow Matthew down the hall to the door of the maternity ward. He knew that Wyatt would wait outside the doors, ready for when he could see his cousin, "Your Uncle Matt would have said something otherwise."

Lizzie just nodded her head, slowly, her eyes looking towards her father, who seemed to lose the panic and was watching her.

"By the way, I'm in more trouble," Lizzie finally looked up at Chris, who raised an eyebrow. Was she just admitting to something? Was she really starting to turn over a new leaf? "I kinda stole dad's car and Charlie pulled me over."

Chris closed his eyes and laughed slightly, causing the 16-year-old to frown.

"You know I should be pissed but you remind me of something I probably would have done if I had a dad's car that I could of borrowed," he put the emphasis on the word borrowed, letting her know that he really meant 'kinda stole' as she had put it, "Your dad pissed?"

"Very."

"Ok." he sighed, he had an idea what they were going to have a talk about later and it involved Elizabeth and a Military Boarding School, not a talk he really wanted to have yet.

"You seem far to relaxed," Lizzie frowned slightly, "You're doing the whole social worker thing, aren't you?"

"A little," Chris shrugged his shoulders, "You didn't hurt anyone, did you? Didn't crash the car or anything?"

"No, just because I don't have my license yet, doesn't mean I can't drive."

Chris sighed slightly, thinking back when he crashed the car when Elizabeth was only four. That was a stupid mistake and it proved that just because you had a license it did not mean you could drive.

"Can you talk to dad for me?" Lizzie now asked, biting her bottom lip, "I mean, I did look after Ben and I managed to not screw anything up."

Chris looked at his daughter with a smile on his face, she was right, she had looked after Ben and by the looks of things she had not messed anything up. He would have known, Ben would have said something otherwise.

"I tell you what, I'll talk to him," Chris nods his head, "I just can't promise anything yet."

"I kind of think it's sweet," Wyatt smirked as he unlocked the door to the house and walked in, followed by Chris and Elizabeth, "Considering what Holly had to go through."

They had just gotten home from the hospital, where they had been for another hour to make sure Holly and her newborn baby girl were healthy. Visiting hours were not yet over, but Jennifer had called to find out where they all were so they decided that they needed to get back, leaving the keys to Chris' car with Speedy so he could get himself and Ben back home.

"Is Holly ok?" Jennifer's voice asked straight away as she looked at her two fathers, stood in the hallway. She had heard the key in the door and made sure to be there to make sure everything went smoothly, she had not yet heard of the complications.

"She's fine," Chris nodded his head with a small smile, "Baby girl, they've called her Grace Amanda."

"Have you eaten something?" Wyatt now asked his 15-year-old daughter, he would rather start the conversation he wanted to have with Chris but he needed to do it in private.

"No, not yet," Jennifer shook her head, "Me and Scott were waiting for you."

The Halliwell nodded his head, it just meant that he would have to have the conversation with Chris in the kitchen as he cooked.

"Ok, what do you fancy?" he asked around at his three children, who were now all in the hallway, "Something quick like pork chops and mash potatoes ok?"

"Fine, dad." Elizabeth nodded her head, knowing she would have to agree right now since she was in big trouble. Hopefully Chris would be able to talk to him to get her out of some of the trouble.

Wyatt looked at his two younger children, laughing as he watched Scott nod his head quickly, licking his lips and rubbing his belly. At least they were in agreement.

"Can you help me, Chris?"

The Perry knew what that meant and nodded his head, they were going to have a talk now.

"We can't send her to the military school," Chris shook his head, "She stayed here and looked after Ben…"

"She stole my car!" Wyatt explained as he mashed the potatoes in his pan, "If we keep doing this, she'll never learn."

"I think she's starting to."

Wyatt just glared at his husband as he stopped mashing the potatoes. Was Chris being truthful here? Did he really think their 16-year-old trouble maker daughter was learning her lesson just because she had proved she could look after a four-year-old for an hour or so? The blonde just sighed and continued to mash the vegetable.

"We can't keep giving her more and more chances," Wyatt finally said, softly, "We've got to decide on this now and I can't see any other options. I mean, look what boarding school did for me?" Chris could not help but smirk at the comment, causing Wyatt to chuckle slightly, "Not just turn me gay and it wasn't because of the school, by the way," Chris just simply nodded his head but his look told Wyatt that he did not quite believe him, "But it also turned my life around. I didn't put anyone else in hospital and I managed to make my mom proud of me before she died. Something that without the school, I don't think I would have done."

Chris had to admit that maybe Wyatt was right on that front. He had not known what Wyatt was like in high school before he joined him at Trinity, but he did know the stories that he heard about his husband. Elizabeth really was following in her father's footsteps.

"Ok," Chris nodded his head, "But you can tell her."

"Fine, I'll tell her," Wyatt nodded his head, after all, Chris did not seem all that happy with the decision. Deciding to move on from that topic, he looked into his lover's green eyes, "So, have you spoken to Bianca yet?"

"Yeah, actually," Chris nodded his head, "You'll be ok with me going around to see her tomorrow for dinner, right?" He had completely forgotten about that with what had been going on lately, he needed to make sure Wyatt was happy before he did anything too life changing.

"To meet your son?"

"Yeah," Chris nodded his head, with a slight sigh, "Figured it might be better than just meeting, you know? Actually sit down with him and, I don't know, find something out."

"Then yeah, I'm fine with it," Wyatt nodded his head with a small smile, "Just don't be going into any bedroom with her, right? Kiss on the cheek, absolutely fine, but you even think about putting your tongue down her throat and I swear you'll be back in that hospital, laid in a hospital bed."

Chris could not help but laugh at Wyatt's threat, even though it was not a complete joke, the brunette understood Wyatt's worries.

"Don't worry," Chris nodded, "Me and Bee, strictly platonic. I just want to meet my son."

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