Newt one shots Book 3

The Baby Mistake

Reader- Y/n Red head Blue eyes

Screams of pain and fear reverberated through the dimly lit hallways of the hospital, the sound muffled by the raging storm outside. The windows and doors of the hospital had been sealed tightly to keep away the harsh onslaught of wind and rain. The power outage caused by the storm had left the hospital relying solely on its backup power supply, which was quickly dwindling. The corridors were shrouded in darkness, with only sensor lights flickering to life as nurses and doctors hurried through the passageways. In every room, staff and patients alike were given strict orders to conserve as much power as possible, leaving many areas of the hospital in shadow. Everyone could only hope and pray for the storm to pass quickly, knowing that the limited power supply was their only lifeline amid the chaos.

Two rooms sat occupied where the screams sounded from.

In one laid Y/n and her husband Peter,

Peter passed the room watching the storm more than his wife, as Y/n laid on the bed screaming out in agony as her baby forced its way out of her.

On the other sat Lillian and her husband Newt,

Lillian cried and screamed pushing Newt's hand away as he desperately tried to comfort her through the pain as her own baby made its way out.

It wasn't long before both small babies arrived, two little girls.

The mothers held them tightly in their arms ushering the girls with kisses,

Y/n held her daughter alone, Peter taking a moment elsewhere.

Newt and Lillian held their daughter together sweetly cooing at her beauty even when covered in fluids.

Y/n looked into the girl's little blue eyes and decided there and then, she would name her daughter Anastasia, before handing her over to the nurse for the various checks.

Lillian already had planned her daughter's name, she looked to Newt and he nodded with a smile, and they both knew without even a word that they would name their daughter Florence. Lillian begged for a few more moments but Newt convinced her to hand over little Florence to be taken for the checks so they could get some rest.

The two nurses rushed through the dark stormy halls to the midwife's office. Each sitting the newborns into the small plastic cribs.

"Aren't they sweet," One cooed,

"They both are, born within a minute it's always interesting to see." The other chuckled,

"True, hand me the pen I'll get writing." she said,

So the other nurses threw her the pen to write on the plastic cribs as they had no access to their digital paperwork.

But just before the pen reached the surface, a latch locking one of the windows broke, the window hurtling open sending wind and rain rushing in.

The cribs ran on their wheels across the room from the harsh winds, unnoticed by the nurses but the cribs changed position putting Anastasia on the right and Florence on the left.

One nurse ran to shut the window again, and the other to grab the cribs before they ran into each other or worse the wall.

Once the window was shut both took a fast breath and sighed in relief quickly taking the pen and writing Florence on the right, and Anastasia on the left.

"Come on let's get all the tests done and get these two back to the parents."

Florence woke as usual to her alarm, sitting up and picking up her glasses from her bedside sitting them firmly on her nose. Before she hopped out of bed, she grabbed her uniform from her chair where it had been carefully laid out the night before. She dressed and pulled her bright red hair into a long braid down one shoulder. She slipped on her shoes and hurried downstairs to the kitchen where Newt stood.