Bearing The Heir

Chapter 35

Andrews (pov)

Tristan kissed us and made sure we were all locked safely in the panic room. As soon as he locked the door we went to get as comfortable as possible. We are probably going to be here awhile.

I am so glad we designed the panic room like a small apartment. We had a full bathroom with a tub. A kitchen with a stove, oven, microwave, coffee maker and refrigerator. There is a sitting room with a sectional, tv and the newest gaming counsels. Then one room with a king bed and another with 2 double beds.

There is probably enough supplies to survive six months if you had to. That includes food and medical supplies. I am a nervous wreck knowing Tristan and the rest of my family is fighting the Rogues and witches. Especially since they are here for me and my unborn children.

If any of my loved ones get injured. I am unsure if I would forgive myself. Since I am exhausted and stressed.

  I decide to go lay on the couch to rest. I put a movie on the tv and try to think of anything besides what is happening outside.

Tobalt and Theo decide to cuddle with me. My mom and Alexia make tea and snacks for us. After a couple hours I feel this pain in my shoulder. It also feels like the wind is knocked out of me.

  I look over at my other mates and they feel the same. I sit up starting to get anxious. That means something happened to Tristan.

All of a sudden the house shakes. Theo says is it getting hot in here? Tobalt says is that smoke coming from the door? I start to freak out. The house is on fire.

  We need to move farthest from the door. I stand up to move to either the bedroom or the bathroom. They are on the farthest end of the panic room.

As I stand I scream in pain. I gush liquid mixed with blood. I scream I am in labor. I then collapse on the floor as the world goes black.

Theo (pov)

The house is on fire. Tristan is fighting. Andrews in labor. I am freaking out. Catherine starts yelling orders for us to help her. That snaps me out of my thoughts.

I help her and Alexia carry Andrew to the bed in the bedroom. Tobalt went to boil water and grab extra towels and blankets. Alexia went and grabbed the medical supplies. Andrew is unconscious but breathing regular.

After they are all back in the room. We shut the door. We put towels under the door to keep the smoke out. Catherine starts an Iv on Andrew. She also places an oxygen mask on his face to help him breathe.

We set towels around him. We also place all the medical instruments out that Catherine and Alexia will need for his c-section. Tobalt and I are there to assist in any way we can. We have towels and blankets ready to wrap the babies when they are born.

Catherine tells us to be prepared to grab the baby. We will need to use the suction to clear the airway. I watch her cut into Andrew. Then a few minutes later I hear a loud cry. Catherine is handing me baby number one.

I clear the babies lungs, wipe them off and wrap them in the warm blanket. Not two minutes later there is another light cry. Alexia is handing Tobalt a baby to clean up. We then go set them down on the bed to help with the other two babies.

As I am walking back next to Andrew. Alexia is clearing baby number three's lungs but they are not crying or making any noise. I look at her and ask what is wrong?

She says give me a minute. She puts her hand on it's chest mumbles some foreign words and blows a small breath into the babies mouth. Less than a minute later the baby gives out a loud shrill cry.

  I sigh out of relief. As she is wrapping it up. I hear a whimper from baby number four. I feel so relieved the babies are ok.

Now I hope Andrew wakes up soon. Catherine then yells wait there is one more. Tobalt and I look at each other like wait what. She says hurry grab the stuff to clean it up and wrap it warm.

This one is very tiny. I take care of the baby. Catherine starts to close up Andrew. All of a sudden she is yelling for Alexia to grab more towels and gauze.

We need to stop the bleeding. Why is he not healing. I start to cry. Tobalts with the babies. I go and grab Andrews hand.

  I kiss it and whisper. I love you. Your mates and our five babies need you. Then all of a sudden we hear a gasp. It is Andrew. Thank the Goddess.