Adam's POV.
"We will be there soon." Ben stated down the phone before he hung up on me. I knew both him and Mal were worried and stressed about what had happened, hell I was beyond worried myself. I couldn't bare the thought of anything happening to my Belle. I could hear in Ben's voice he was stressed and I dread to think how Mal was handling the situation. In her state she shouldn't have to be and it also made me realise she shouldn't have even been awake to find Belle but I was extremely glad she was awake for whatever reason.
I hated not being able to tell the kids more then the fact that Belle was going for emergency surgery but it was all I knew. They had yet to actually come and tell me what was wrong with my wife. Although if they didn't soon I wasn't above loosing my temper a little to find out what they were doing to my wife. Currently I was sat in the family room of the hospital, by my self. A tight grip on my phone, head resting on my hands. I had always said Belle was the worrier of the family but when it came to her, Ben and Mal I admit I could be equally as bad.
I became that lost in my worried thoughts I didn't notice the purple smoke appearing in front of me, my eyes were trained on the floor. I wasn't all that worried about anything else. Until I hear a familiar voice. "Dad?" I snapped my head up and was met with the familiar sight of my son and pregnant daughter. Both looked worried although Mal also looked a little pained. I was debating whether or not to ask her if she was alright when Ben spoke again. "How's mom? Is she alright?"
A sigh escaped my lips at his questions. "I don't know. They haven't told me anything other then what I told you on the phone." I admitted with a heavy heart. I hated the not knowing part of this. Not knowing what they were doing to the love of my life was like my own personal hell. My eyes never left our two children in front of me. It had been years since Belle came into my life yet I still couldn't get over how amazing my life had become since. I had a beautiful wife, a kind-hearted son, a wonderful daughter-in-law and soon two amazing grandchildren.
Opening my mouth I was about to ask them something but I noticed the door open and a doctor, wearing scrubs, walk in. Immediately I stood and our children turned to face him. The man bowed to us all before clearing his throat. "Your majesties, the doctor in charge of Queen Belle's care has asked me to come and answer any questions you have." he stated. It's about bloody time! I thought to myself.
Before I could even think of a question Mal spoke to him. "Yes what is wrong with our mom?" She asked, well more like demanded. I couldn't help but smirk at her. She was so much like me, Ben and Belle sometimes it's hard to believe she hasn't always been part of the family.
"From what I have been told Queen Belle had appencicitis." The doctor told us. Of course I knew what it was but that would cause pain bit this.
"But that wouldn't cause her to pass out the way she had. What are you not telling us?" I said, hating the fact that my anger was seeping into my voice but I'm not going to let them tell me andthing other then the whole truth about my families health. I watched as his face fell a little at my question. Clearly he had been hoping no one would pick up on it.
I watched as he took a deep breath. "It seems Queen Belle has been suffering with it for a while and has probably hidden it from you." That doctor stated. Damn it Belle. Why do you have to be so stubborn! She never admitted to feeling unwell if she could help it, she was as stubborn as a mule sometimes. "The reason Queen Belle lost consciousness was because her appendix had ruptured. It's why we had to rush her into surgery. If not treated immediately it can cause other healt problems." I nodded to this unsure of what else I could say. What do you say to something like that!?
Bowing once more the doctor left the waiting room, I assume Ben told him he could go as neither of them said anything. As the pair turned to me I noticed they looked as worried and scared as I felt but what could I say to them? I could hardly calm myself down let alone calm them down. I couldn't believe what he had told us. I mean how on Earth could I not have noticed my wife was in that much pain. She must have been in agony for it to ruptur like that.
"Dad? You okay?" Ben asked me, snapping me out of my thoughts.
"Yeah, I'm fine." I promised the pain. I settled my gaze on the two in time to see Mal look uncomfortable and a little pained. "Mal? You feeling alright?" I asked her. I watched as Ben's head turned as quick as possible to his wife. I hoped it was nothing I don't think ben could cope with something being wrong with his mom, wife and kids. That would be too much for him.
"I'm okay." She answered but must have seen my disbelieving look because she began explaining herself. "Honestly. It's just that little beastie and fairy have moved up near my ribs." She explained. I nodded as Ben wrapped his arm around her waist, as he usually did, but I was still worried. If it carried on I will be sending her for a scan to ensure everything is alright. I'm not risking anything and with the ammount of stress and pressure she's been under lately, it's certainly not healthy. Although that brought me back to something I realized earlier.
"Mal? What were you doing up at about 4am?" I asked her.
"Oh!" She exclaimed. "I couldn't get back to sleep so I went to the library with Shelby." She explained. I nodded again, along with Ben. It was becoming a regular thing for Mal to be found asleep in the library if she had a restless night. I've lost count of how many mornings me and Belle have woken early and come across our daughter and had to cover her with a blanket because she's asleep on the couch in the library.
We all took a seat on the uncomfortable chairs and none of us knew how long for. But we all immediately stood when the doctor came back in. I felt my eyes widen a little as another female doctor came in with him and I immediately prepared myself for the worst possible news. It's never good when two doctors have to come and see you. I watched as they bowed to the three of us before the new female doctor cleared her throat. "Your majesties." She greeted us.
"How's my mom?" Ben asked them before me or Mal had a chance.
"Queen Belle's okay." The doctor told us and I released a breath I didn't realise I was holding. Ben and Mal visibly relaxed as well. "We've moved her into a room on the ward. She'll wake up when her body is ready to." She told us with a smile on her face. I was relieved beyond belief she would be alright.
"When can we see her?" I asked, now noting that it was light outside so it was now at least 8am.
"Whenever you like." Answered the doctor who we had spoken to earlier. "Queen Belle is in the room at the end of the corridor." He said before the two doctors left. Thank heavens she will be alright.
As Ben and Mal turned to face me again I noticed Mal had her hand rested on the very top of her bump and she still looked in a bit of pain. I studied her for a second and while I noticed the pain seemed to ease but it still worried me. "Mal, maybe you should get checked out. Make sure everything's okay." I suggested. I could see she was about to argue with me. "If for no other reason them for my peace of mind." I said. I could still see she was unconvinced though.
Thankfully Ben decided to back me up a little. "Plus we might be able to find out the sex of the twins today. I mean you are already almost five months." My son said. I watched them as Mal contemplated what we had said but as she took a look at Ben's face she caved.
"Fine. I'll get checked over." She mumbled. It was clear she wasn't happy about it but I knew she would do anything to make sure the twins were okay. Even if that meant getting checked out again.
Ben's POV.
I felt Mal take my hand in her own after she agreed to get checked. The twins shouldn't be giving her this much trouble, surely. "Come on." I said to my wife. "We'll meet dad in mom's room afterwards. I watched as she nodded at me and after waving by to dad we walked out of the room and in the opposite direction of our mom.
It wasn't long before we reached the maternity ward and was stood at the receptionists desk. I smiled at Mal before she cleared her throat, gaining the attention of the receptionist. "Your majesties." the woman greeted us. "How can I help you?" She asked and I saw my purple haired beauty roll her eyes at the brunette infront of us. It was easy to tell Mal thought this woman was a brainless idiot and I had to agree a little. A pregnant woman stood at the reception to the maternity ward? What could she possibly want other then a check up/scan.
"I want to have a check up." Mal stated. I had to fight not to burst out laughing. This was just a little too funny. As the receptionist typed on the computer Mal continued to look at her like she was the dumbest person in the world. The glare mt pregnant wife was giving the receptionist made it a lot harder to keep my laughter in check.
"We have a doctor free in room seven, your majesties." The brunette informed us. "You can go straight through." She said.
"Thanks." I responded before taking Mal's hand again and leading her away from the reception. I knew she would end up saying something to the brunette receptionist of I didn't.
It wasn't long before we were in the room and Mal was sat on the bed. I could tell she was a little nervous now she was here and to be honest I didn't blame her. I was a little nervous now but we needed to make sure the babies were okay. If that meant being a little nervous so be it. It wasn't long before the door opened but it wasn't Dr Ellie that walked through it was someone else.
"Good morning, your majesties. Im Dr Penny and I'll be with you for this appointment." She greeted us. We both smiled at her in greeting and she took it as a cue to continue, which I was extremely grateful for. I just wanted to make sure things were alright. "The message I was given was that you requested this check up. May I ask why that is?" She asked. She reminded me a lot of Ellie but more smiley.
I stood next to Mal, holding her hand, while she explained that at least one twin felt like it was up in her ribs and it was a little painful for her. At this Penny got a kind but knowing smile on her face. Judging by her face it's not the first time she'd heard this type of complaint. "Well lets take a look and see what we can see shall we?" She asked us and we both nodded eagerly. Both of us extremely happy to get to see the babies again.
Mal flinched at the cold gel as it was squeezed onto her stomach but once she felt the wand pressing on her stomach her attention and mine diverted to the screen. I couldn't help the smile that spread across my face as one of our babies appeared on the screen. We watched the screen as the first baby disappeared to be replaced moments later by the other one. Damn I love my children and wife. "Well." Penny stated causing us to turn to her. "It appeared you were right, Queen Mal. Baby B is indeed is indeed partly in your ribs." She explained. "I could try and move the baby if you like but it will be quite uncomfortable."
I turned to Mal as she held her hand out for me and I instinctively grasped it. "Do it, please." She said. I saw Penny smile at us out of the corner of my eye but my gaze remained on my wifes face. It was only because Mal's face scrunched up that I knew Penny was moving the baby. I could easily tell it was painful for my purple haired beauty because I felt her grip my hand as tight as she could.
Almost as quick as the pain showed on her face it was gone. "How does that feel?" Penny asked.
"Loads better. Thank you." Mal thanked the doctor. I couldn't help but smile. At least she wasn't in pain or uncomfortable now.
"Everything seems fine with the twins. They are a good size for 19 weeks." The doctor told us. I felt relief wash over me at this. "But I do have one more question for you both." She said. That was what finally drew my attention from Mal to the doctor. Both of us looked at her quizzically. "Would you like to know what you are having?"
"You can tell already?" I asked. We were told it would be impossible to tell before Mal was 20 weeks along in her pregnancy.
"Yes. It seems your children weren't shy." She stated as she printed off some pictures for us.
I shared a look with Mal before nodding at her. She smiled back at me before turning back to Penny. "Would you be able to writ it down for us? Then we can find out with our parents?" She asked and my smile grew at the questions. It amazed me how kind and thoughtful she was. Our mom and dad were supposed to comewith us next week to find out what we were having and mom would be gutted to know she had missed it. Yet Mal has found a way where we can all find out together.
"Of course." She said before scribbling it down on a piece of paper. After the paper was folded it was placed in the envelope with the pictures and we were on our way. We headed back in the direction of our mom's room. I never released Mal's hand all the way there and I saw dad smile at us as we walked in.
"How are things?" He asked us.
I smiled at our dad. "Fine. The doctor oved the baby out of Mal's ribs and we found out the gender of the twins." I stated. I saw a large smile creep across dads face and I felt my own smile grow in response. I couldn't wait to read the paper and find out what we were having.
"Well?" A croaky voice asked causing us all to jump. We all immediately turned to the bed and saw mom with her eyes now open, smiling at us.
"Mom!" Both me and Mal exclaimed at the same time. We both moved towards her and hugged her tightly. Mal hugged her a little longer then I did and I knew from that she was crying. As she moved away from the bed my thoughts were confirmed and I saw the tears streaming down her face. I quickly pulled her into me and wrapped my arms tightly around her in an attempt to comfort her.
"Belle?" Dad practically whispered. When mom smiled at him we watched he quickly walked over and held her close as humanly possible. "How are you feeling?" Dad asked.
"Okay, I guess." Mom answered but at a raised eyebrow from dad, that look suspiciously like what Mal does, Mom sighed. "Fine." She said. "I feel a bit sick and cold. I also have a sore throat." She admitted. After the two shared a smile they turned to us. "So? What are you having?" She asked. Her voice appeared to be getting worse the more she talked but I guess it's a side affect of the surgery.
"We don't know yet." Mal answered. I could see their confused expressions so I decided to explain further because I knew Mal wouldn't.
"Mal had the doctor write the gender on a piece of paper so we could all find out together." I told them. I watched them smile at my amazing wife before mom gestured with her hand for us to read the paper. Handing the envelope to Mal I saw her pull the folded pieve of paper out before handing the ultrasound pictures back to me and opening it.
Mal's smile spread across her face. "We're having..."
Auhtor's Note: Sorry this chapter is a little late. Hope you guys like it. Please review and let me know what you think x