To the One I Loved

Chapter Thirty- Four: Procedure pt.1

Nina's POV:
I started to pack my bag for the hospital. Even though people are usually released a day or two after having there baby, my procedure would take two days and I'd have to stay under doctor's care for an additional two days.

My phone starts to vibrate. I look at my phone. It's Alex. I don't feel like making an effort to actually use words and talk, but I answer anyways, because I love him.  "Hello?" I answer.

"Hey," he said, "What ya doing?"

"Packing for the hospital."

"Want some help?"

"Sure, if you want. Are you gonna stay one night?"
"Yeah, the first one," he said. I nodded but then remembered he couldn't see me.

"Oh, okay, well pack and then come over," I say. There's a pause and he's probably nodding, too forgetting that I can't see him.

"Alright," he says, finally, "I'll be over in a few." Then I hang up. I packed everything I will need. Clothes, toothbrush, good soap, hair supplies, makeup, and my baby book for my baby boy.

Then I set my bag on my bed and head downstairs to get some food. I was too lazy to walk, so I sat down and scooted down the stairs. When I got to the bottom, Paul was sitting on the couch, laughing. "What?" I ask, defensively.

"You look funny," he says. I shake my head, and push myself and my big stomach up. I head towards the kitchen. "You going into the hospital tonight?" He asks. I nod. Friday, July 17th. A week earlier than the due-date of my baby boy. "There's Papa John's Pizza in the oven," he says. I walk to the oven, open it, and pull out the box of pizza. I rip out three slices, put them on a plate and stick it in the microwave.

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Alex's POV:
"Let's go," I say to Nina. She's standing on the bottom steps with her bag in hand. She nods. I open the door

She follows me outside. And we get into the car. I put the key in the ignition and pull off. When we arrive at the hospital, it is already 1:30. We were supposed to be here at 1:30, so technically we are on time. "Wait," Nina says. She grabs my hand. "I'm scared, Alex." Her eyes start to water. And truthfully, I was scared, too. For her, for everything that is about to happen.

I take her hand. I have to be her rock. "It's okay," I said. "We're going to get through this...together." I kissed her hand. Then her tears started to spill out of her eyes. She nodded. "You ready?" I asked. She nodded again. I got out of the car and went to her side to help her out. When she was out, I went to the back seat and got both of our bags out.

"I'm so ready for you to come out, baby boy," she says to our baby out loud. Then I realized something really important. We never even decided on a name. I sling my bag and hers across my shoulder and catch up to her.

"So," I say, taking her mind off of her worries, "We never decided on a name," I say.

"Alex Paul Jensen," she said. "My wonderful boyfriend's first and last name, and my amazing brother's name all rolled into one." She took my hand into hers. I smile.

"That is kind of perfect," I laughed. And she did, too. Which was good. She needed to be calm before the procedure started, so that she wasn't stressed, and everything would go smoothly. When we got inside, Mr. P, Joan, and my mom were all waiting for us.

"Oh, honey," Joan said, pulling Nina into a hug, "Are you ready for this?" Nina nods. I squeeze her hand, which was still linked to mine.

Then Dr. Sullivan walked out. "Nina," she said, "Let's get ready, shall we?" Nina nodded. She didn't let go of my hand. She walked me back with her as we followed Dr. Sullivan. We entered the room in which she would be giving birth. "Alright, I'm going to need you to remove all of your clothes, and the only thing you should have on is this blue gown, okay?" Nina nods. She takes the gown, and still doesn't let go of my hand to go to the bathroom.

"Could you give us a second?" she asked Dr. Sullivan. She nodded.

"Sure," she replied, then she left the room.

"Are you gonna go to the bathroom and get ready?" I ask.

"What if I die?" she asks, she squeezes my hand. "I'm not ready to let go." She starts to cry. "What if my tumor caused the baby's death. You'd resent me, and even if I'm not dead, I still lose you."

"Nina," I say. "You're never going to lose me, no matter what happens." I pull her into a hug. Her face is buried into my chest. "I'm never gonna let you go," I whisper.

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A/N: So it's kind of short, but this is only part one of the Procedure chapter....sorry.

And, apparently I'm super stupid, because I was informed that people cannot get MRI's with clothes on....lol, so just ignore my stupidity and vote and comment anyways. Haha. Okay, bye now, because yeah....