Don't Forget Where You Belong | Jemi

Episode 2

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"Everything was going great though, what suddenly happened?" Paul questioned as he rushed down the hall trying to keep up with the bed which held his wife, he could now see the bloodstains on the sheets now and more was soaking the bed. The quicker the baby was out the better and they all knew that, they stopped outside a room the nurse stopping him from continuing.

"I don't know sir but you can't be back here, I'm sorry." She gave him a sympathetic look as she entered the room. Paul sighed slumping down on the chairs near the room cracking a small smile when Kevin toddled over with his father in law.

"They will be okay." He reassure patting his back as he lifted Kevin up on his knee.

Dianna sighed of relief when she felt the pressure leave her legs, she fell back on the bed only squeezing her husband's hand tighter when they didn't hear a cry fill the room. Patrick watched as the baby was swaddled up in blankets and carried over to the station where they could access what was wrong with the child.

"I-I told you something was wrong." Dianna stammered as she sobbed into her husband's chest, all she wanted was to hear her baby cry, that was the most important thing to hear in a birth. It meant that the baby was okay but at the moment they didn't know whether theirs was. They both smiled when a loud cry filled the room.

"The umbilical cord is wrapped around his or hers neck which is why he or she isn't crying." The nurse explained as another one pumped carefully on the babies' chest to pump air into the lungs. Within moments a loud cry filled the room a smile creeping along his or hers parent's face. They were given a quick glance before the baby was taken away to have a proper check over.

Denise woke up a couple of hours later, she had given birth and been given some extra blood just to help her body get along and she took the blood well enough for them to bring her out of the antistatic. Paul squeezed her hand gently letting her know that he was here and that she didn't need to worry about being along but the one person she wanted here with them was their baby. She wanted to know whether he or she was okay and whether they made it through the birth.

"She's okay Denise, just like her mother." He reassured a small smile covering her lips.

"She? It's a girl?" Denise mumbled looking around the room seeing if her daughter was close by worried when she wasn't. She wouldn't be happy until she's held her daughter in arms, she'll know then she is in the best place.

"She's with the midwifes but should be back at any second now then we can finally meet her." He reassured again kissing the side of her head.

"You haven't seen her?" Denise questioned Paul shaking his head.

"I thought we'd meet her together." Denise smiles laying her head down on the pillow, she didn't feel very good but she wouldn't stop the surgery stopping her from meeting her daughter even if she didn't give birth how she wanted to. She couldn't wait to raise her daughter with her husband, dress her up in dresses and do her hair when she is older. Be able to take her to ballet if he wanted to and help her out with boys when she is older. She couldn't wait to see Kevin with her, for him to be the best big brother he could be. She knew he was already excited.

"Here she is." They hear moments later seeing a midwife holding a bundle of blankets, she wondered over to them laying the baby very carefully in her mother's arms.

"Is she okay?" Denise inquired as she looked down at her daughter admiring all of her features as the newborn slept after being fed and winded.

"She is fine, have we got a name for her?" Miranda inquired the two new parents looking at each other nodding their head gently before Denise answered her.

"Demetria Devonne Jonas." She answered then looking back down at her daughter.

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