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I hope you've been enjoying the story so far I have enjoyed writing this chapter I know it's a sudden jump forwards but I think this story needs a kick forwards and I'll start with this one . As Always I don't own COD but I do own Anchor.
It was just past Ashley's four month mark, she was now starting to show her baby bump was growing out and she looked more beautiful than ever. We spent the week picking out a house from the set we had shortlisted previously it didn't take the three of us long until we had picked out a four bedroom house in a small town just outside Lichfield in a town called Whittington. We made the move in a few hours setting up something that resembled a house. I made sure to spend the remainder of the week making sure Ashley was comfortable.
The next four months passed by rather quickly I came back twice seeing Ashley twice in that time calling her more frequently the further along she was in the pregnancy. It came to the eight months in and I was given six months leave by the Lt.
I got the train back into Birmingham and wound up outside the hospital at the time that Ashley would be leaving work, she didn't know that I would actually be arriving home, so when I wound up outside the hospital just as she rolled out with a huge baby bump she just broke down in front of me.
"What are you doing here?" She asked as she hugged me.
"I got time off for you and our baby," I smiled as I hugged her tightly not quite wanting to let go.
"But shouldn't we be getting the bus back soon?" She asked me.
"Nah, Bailey's on the way with our new car," I said to her excitedly just as I did I heard the hum of a tiny 1.2 litre engine, "Ah here she is."
Bailey finally rolled around the corner in the newish Renault Clio it had a few door dings but nothing too made it sounded mechanically soundish but it would do us for six months or so. So when the thing rolled to a halt in front of us.
"Shall we?" I asked as I opened the rear passenger door on the Clio.
"Yeah," she said in excitement as we piled into the back of the small car. We drove for about twenty minutes until we finally reached the house where I could dump my day sack and unload the stuff I had in it.
I laid in bed that night thinking on how it had been a full year since I had lost my leg and how much my life had changed in that time, I had become an expectant father, a marine again and had actually been able to move on.
I went out to the shops about two weeks later when I got a call on my mobile from Bailey, it just said, Art Get back here now!
I sprinted the half mile back to the house from the shops hearing Ashleys cries from inside the house, I just bashed my way through the door with a hell of a thud.
"Ash!" I shouted as I moved from room to room, "ASH!" I demanded louder.
"Oi, we're in here!" I heard Bailey shout as I ran towards where her voice had come from, it was the upstairs main bedroom.
I saw the door was slightly ajar where the cries were now emanating the loudest. I slid down next to Ashley who was in a considerable amount of pain and was obviously distressed as was Bailey.
"Right," I shouted calmly above it all, "Bailey, I need you to call 999 and get them to tell us what we need to do, I'll look after Ash."
"On it," She replied as she darted down to the phone and called up 999.
I kept by Ashley's side checking her over making sure she was stable, I may be a medic but I have no fucking clue how to deliver a baby. I just kept checking her over and tried to keep her calm, I started to panic however when she stopped breathing regularly and her pulse started to drop off.
"Shit, Bailey we need an ambulance she's stopped breathing!" I shouted down the stairs, as I started to give Ashley the CPR required but I could feel her slipping away. "Bailey when the fuck is that ambulance getting here?" I shouted down the stairs again.
"Three minutes!" She replied.
"Well tell them to hurry the fuck up we need them here five minutes ago!" I shouted back continuing the CPR and keeping Ashley there barely.
Eventually the ambulance arrived and the paramedics got Ashley in the back and off to the hospital with me in tow and Bailey following in the car. When we arrived Ashley was straight into theatre I stood in the viewing window, I watched as they cut our child from her stomach and place them in a crash trolley to be wheeled off.
The pushed straight past me with my motionless child on the cart, "Wait that's my baby," I said as they raced off, "What's happening?" I shouted. I went back to the glass seeing them sew Ashley back up and I saw her stir on the bad.
Eventually the surgeon came out to see me, "What's happening?" I asked him as he finished taking off all his equipment.
"Right, Ashley is stable now and your child is okay for now, she lost oxygen in the ambulance but there doesn't appear to be any brain damage but we have to get paediatrics to give her a good look over," He reassured me as I looked at Ashley on the operating table, "She'll be fine Mr. Jacks, she's a tough nut."
"Can I see her?" I asked.
"I don't think that would be good at this time," He told me.
"No I meant my child," I told him frantically.
"Yes that can be arranged come with me," he led with a smile on his face.
We walked through the A&E foyer I spotted Bailey who was pacing back and forth, "Bailey!" I shouted across the crowed emergency room.
"How's Ash?" She asked as I continued following the surgeon.
"She'll be fine I'm off to see my daughter now!" I shouted in a rather excitable manner.
"Good luck mate," She replied with a smile.
I continued to follow the surgeon for a few minutes until we reached paediatrics, I was passed onto the paediatrics doctor who showed me to the cot where my daughter was laying she was not crying she was just laid asleep, she was my perfect beautiful baby girl.
"Can I hold her?" I asked him.
"Even better, you can give her the first feed if you want?" He replied with a smile on his face.
"Erm….. Ah…. Okay… How?" I asked as he presented me with a warm bottle of thick sma instant milk syrup stuff.
He picked her up and placed her in my arms and gave me the bottle, "Don't worry, once she gets onto it you'll pick it up." He smiled as I placed the nipple of the bottle near her mouth and she instantly tracked onto it and started suckling. I just wished Ashley could be there to see it, I constantly thought about her on the ward our roles had well and truly been reversed.
I sat next to the cot putting my child in a Babygro which was fetchingly pink and covered in little pandas, I spent my hours by her side she barely moved, barely made a sound only when she wanted feeding and changing even then there was no crying just a little squeak and a small grumble.
After about four hours the surgeon from earlier came to get me, "Mr. Jacks you can see Miss. Shindon can see you now, she's awake and wants to see you?"
I shot up and looked down at our daughter in the cot, "Can I bring her?" I asked.
"If it's okay with paediatrics I don't see why not," he smiled.
I asked the paediatrics doctor if I could take my daughter to see her mother and he said that as she had been feeding well then it would be okay for her to go, to which I scooped her up in a thick blanket with a bottle and spare load on nappies in my back pocket. I hurried over to the ward where Ashley was seeing her face light up and her eyes well up as I showed off out daughter to her.
She took her into her arms and held her tightly not wanting to let go, she fed her and then I sat down next to her, "So what do you want to call her?" I asked her and I took her hand and placed the other on the little girl's chest.
"Erm…. How about Jessica?" She said as I looked over to her.
"Jessica Jacks," I laughed a bit, "Jessica Jacks, kinda got a ring to it," I laughed more as I looked at our little girl.
I hope you enjoyed the chapter and have been enjoying the story up to this point this is just a shortish chapter to kick the story further with a nice little ending but will it stay all pretty….. well you'll find out soon :p. Please feel free to review I really do like the feedback and what you guys think of the story. Until next time though….PEACE!