After hours

Chapter 11

"Uhhg." I groan sitting down on the bench in the locker room.

"You look like you're 18 months pregnant." Alyssa says sitting down next to me.

"Gee thanks."

"So when do you and hottie heart surgeon move into your new house?"

"Tomorrow. Wanna come help?"

"I'll pass." She says as her pager goes off.

"Jerk!" I yell at her.

And then my pager goes off. Great.

~

"You shouldn't be lifting that!" Jacob says grabbing a box from me.

"Why not?!"

"Because you are almost eight months pregnant with my babies."

"Whatever, I can lift stuff."

"But you shouldn't. How about you go to the house and start unpacking things. I'll take care of everything else."

"Fine." He kisses me on the forehead and continued to load boxes into the truck.

I go to the house and start organizing my closet. Then when I finish that I move on to the girls rooms and put up their clothes that Angela bought.

I am out of things to do. I would start putting together the beds but Jacob would get mad. So I go to the kitchen and put up what was here.
I roll out the rugs and unpack as many boxes as I can.

"Hey, we have the last truck of furniture. Where do you want the couch?"

"I was thinking here." I said pointing to where I wanted it.

Jacob moves the rest of furniture and we start on our bedroom. I turned on music and we out together the new bed. Well he did, I watched.

"I wish you would let me help." I complain.

"No, I want you and the babies to be healthy and unharmed. What if you fell? Huh how would I live with myself?"

"I'm not going to fall putting together a bed, but thanks for caring so much." I kiss him firmly.

"Do you want a bed to sleep in tonight? because if you keep doing that you're not going to." I laugh at that.

"Will you at least let me hang stuff?"

"Fine. Nothing more than three pounds! The hammer is over there."

I unpack the office and hang other stuff up around the house. I go to the dance studio and hang my old ballet pictures on the far wall. I left room for more when the girls start ballet.

"Done with the our bedroom!" Jacob yells from upstairs, coming down to the studio.

"There you are. Whats all this?"

"They're my old ballet pictures from all of my performances. That's me at nutcracker, When I was sugar plum fairy. That is Romeo and Juliet I was Juliet. That's midsummer nights dream, Coppelia, Esmeralda, Rodeo, and more from nutcracker. I was also Cinderella. I have tons, but these were my favorite. Oh and this is the one where I was mouse, it was my first time on stage."

"Wow, you were really good. Why did you stop?"

"I wanted something more practical you never know what you're going to get paid working in the professional dance world. Since I was on my own I decided to go to medical school. I don't want that to happen to Scarlett and Nikki. If they don't want to go to collage and they want to be professional dancers, I will support them no matter what. I just wish my mom could've done that for me." I place a hand over my stomach and lay my head on Jacob's shoulder.

"You're incredible, you know that?"

"Okay, let's go to bed. I'm exhausted."

"Or we could chrisen the house?"

"Hmm... what did you have in mind?"

"I think you know what I have in mind." I laugh as he pulls me close kissing my lips.

~

"Hello I'm Dr. Stevens. I will be performing your surgery today-"

"You? By yourself? You're just an intern."

"I will be assisting. But yes she will be the head surgeon." Jacob buts in. Always so protective.

"I don't know how I feel about this."

"Don't worry mam she is perfectly cable of doing your heart transplant by herself. She really doesn't even need me. She has assisted me on many heart transplants. I assure you you are in good hands."

Ow. Ow. Shit!

"Uh, Jacob- ow!" I wince in pain, collapsing on him.

"Woah, babe, are you okay?" his eyes full of concern he helps me stand back up.

"Yeah, yeah. Sorry." I say.

"I don't want her to take my heart out! She'll kill me! What's wrong with her?!"

"Ow. Jake!" I grab the left side of my stomach. Shooting pains in my back and all across my stomach. I know what this means.

"What? What's wrong?!"

"I think my water just broke." I half whisper.

"Oh god. Okay, we have to get to the fourth floor. Nurse! Take her to the delivery room. I'll be right there."

A nurse appears with a wheel chair and takes me to the fourth floor.

Oooowwwwww! Good lord!

"Are you planning on a natural birth?"

"Does it look like it?! No! Give me the damn drugs!"

"I'm here! I'm here!" Jacob says rushing to my bedside.

"Ow! Damnint!"

"Shh, baby it's gonna be okay. You can do this," he says taking my hand. The sound of his voice soothes me.

"Wh- ahh, ow! What about the heart transplant?"

"it's okay i gave it to Alyssa and the other head surgeon. Don't worry about that," he kisses my forehead.

i nod my head and try to relax.

~

"I can't believe we have our girls." I say with tears streaming down my face.

"I can't either, you did so good. I love you so much."