CHLOE'S POV
37 weeks and 6 days. I've gone into labour and I'm 6cm dilated. Over the past three months I've tried to keep up to date with Y/n but she's moved out and got her own place. She doesn't answer my texts and Scott and Tim won't text her. Ernie's gotten sicker and they don't go out on walks anymore. Basically Y/n has cut herself off from the family.
- Chloe : Where's Y/n?
- Scott : I didn't call her
- Chloe : She works here. Just go down to her office
- Scott : What? No
- Chloe : You're an asshole and I hate you sometimes. Doctor Deluca? Can I go on a walk to see my sister-in-law?
- Carina : Si
Y/n deserves to be here when her niece or nephew are born.
- Chloe : Hello?
- Maggie : Can you give us a second? Just breathe Y/n, remember how I told you to
- Chloe : Is she okay?
- Maggie : Ma'am-
- y/n : Sister
- Chloe : What's wrong?
- Maggie : She's having a panic attack. In and out Y/n
- Chloe : Is there anything I can do?
- Maggie : Just sit there for a second
She's been having panic attacks?
YOUR POV
Only Maggie knew about it. I can trust Maggie. I have almost no one else. Callie, Arizona, Mark and Lexie have their own problems and so does Maggie but she could tell. Don't ask me how, she just could. She's the only one.
- Chloe : Y/n?
- y/n : Don't tell anyone about this
- Chloe : I'm in labour
- y/n : Right well Scott didn't call me
- Chloe : I know, that's why I'm down here. Come up to the room, please?
- y/n : I've got work to do
- Chloe : Y/n.
- y/n : I'm sorry Chloe, my work is my priority when Winnie isn't around. I'll swing by when I finish my shift
Was it harsh? Yes. But half of the people in that room hate me. Scott and Dad blame me. They find me at fault.
- Amelia : Jones, Grey is coming in early. You can go
- y/n : Thanks
- Amelia : Are you okay?
- y/n : Fine.
- Amelia : Y/n-
- y/n : It's Doctor Jones
Me and Amelia are nothing. We went from being close to being nothing. She's merely my boss, my boss I still really like but know I can't be with because I told her to date other people.
- y/n : Hello
- Tim : Why are you here?
- Chloe : I asked her to be, she's my sister-in-law. I was there while she was in labour, I want her here while I'm in labour. Don't talk to her like that
- y/n : I can't stay long. I'm picking Winnie up from dance
- Ernie : How is dancing going?
- y/n : Good. She's got a show coming up
- Ernie : And the guitar?
- y/n : Really well, she's super happy that Jack got her a new one for Christmas so she has one at his and my house
- Scott : Y/n, I-
- y/n : I've got to get going. Send me updates?
- Chloe : Yeah, of course
I don't want to be around them. I can't hear my brother say sorry because I'll feel bad and I can't sit in a room with my Dad knowing he blames me.
- y/n : Hey bug
- Winnie : Mom, when can I stay at Dad's again?
- y/n : If you want me to ask him to pick you up then you can just say
- Winnie : Yes please
I get it. Kids miss their parent when they're at the other parents house.
- Jack : Hey. Is she all packed?
- y/n : Yeah. BUG
- Winnie : DAD!
- Jack : I missed you too. Go jump in the car. Sunday?
- y/n : It's your week next week but I'll take her if you need me to.
And the house is empty again. A bottle of wine it is. This seems to be a reoccurring experience except tonight I'm planning on getting DRUNK.
Chloe ❤️
Chloe ❤️
Baby boy born at 8:52pm
weighing in at 5lbs, 7oz.
Lewis Ernie Jones is here xx
Y/n
Winnie's new partner in
crime x
Chloe ❤️
He can't wait to meet
Auntie Y/n/n and Winnie xx
Lewis Ernie Jones. Named after two of the people I'm going to be or already am responsible for killing.
- y/n : Heyyyy
- Link : Who is it?
- Amelia : Y/n? Are you okay?
- y/n : Hmmm...no
- Amelia : Are you drunk?
- y/n : A little bit
- Amelia : I'm on my way
- y/n : Noooo
Why the fuck did I call Amelia? That's just made me feel shit. She was with Link.
- Amelia : Open the door please
- y/n : Go away
- Amelia : Fucking hell. Spare key under the mat, predicable. Y/n?
- y/n : You broke in
- Amelia : What's wrong love?
- y/n : Don't call me that
- Amelia : Why don't we get you to bed?
- y/n : That's probably a good idea
I don't want her here. I can look after myself. I've been a bit lacking over the last few months but I'm still an adult.
- y/n : Go away. I can look after myself
- Amelia : Not right now you can't. Get into bed
- y/n : No
I want to sleep but sleep means changing to shorts and the scars aren't so faded anymore.
- Amelia : Come on. Let's get changed
- y/n : I can't
- Amelia : That's why I'm going to help
- y/n : No. That's not what I mean
- Amelia : Work with me here. Look undo your jeans and pull them down. You can hold my shoulders to stabilise yourself
I'm too drunk to fight her on this. I don't need this conversation but there is no way to ignore it now.
Authors Note
Have a drink and a
snack please
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