Nine months later Grace was awaiting going into labor with her second pregnancy. She had retired from stunt riding now completely until Justin said otherwise, and had stopped riding all together during her second pregnancy since she discovered that she was having twins. J.J. was ecstatic, and refused to let her out of his sight, so now here she sat in a specially made folding chair by the team bench with her soon to be three year old son dressed in a miniature Texans uniform attempting to copy his dad's every move out on the field making Grace and Connie laugh at his antics. Grace cheered J.J. on and smiled at every tackle that he started knowing that he did it more because he knew that she liked it.
As halftime drew near Grace started to feel pain that stole her breath away, and decided to get up to stretch her legs hoping that it would help. Connie was walking with her with Lee holding her hand when suddenly Grace screamed out as the call of touchdown Texans sounded over the loudspeaker , and her water broke with a sharp pain that almost brought her to her knees in tears. "Grace, hold on to me, We need to get you to the medics so that they can help get you to the hospital! Lee run and get your daddy,. Tell him that mommy's having the baby's," Connie said as she supported Grace's weight and helped her to hobble towards the medic station.
Lee's little eyes widened in fear because of his mother's pained screams, and he turned and ran slamming into his father's legs as he scanned the stadium for his mother wife and son with a worried frown on his face. J.J. grunted thankful that he was wearing a cup when his son's helmeted head collided with his cup instead of his family jewels. "Lee, where's your Mommy and Granny? What did we tell you about running around alone?" he asked as Lee grabbed his gloved hand and started to pull at him frantically.
"Daddy, Mommy's tummy hurts really bad. She went potty in her pants, and Granny said that the baby's want to come out now," Lee said in a rush of squeaky words that made J.J. grab him up in one arm and run for the nearest medic station where he knew that his mother would be attempting to reach with Grace.
As he drew nearer to the area where the medics were he saw them out on the field attending to a member of the opposing team and cursed under his breath as he heard Grace scream in pain and all but dropped Lee on his backside as he scooped Grace into his arms and ran for the truck as fast as he could with Connie bringing up the rear with Lee. His father met them with the truck open and running, and helped J.J. get Grace into the back seat before slipping into the driver's seat just as Connie and his grandson slid into the front seats and buckled in. "Noooooo, this isn't what I pictured when you told me about a birthday surprise that you were going to give me after the game! Aaaaaaaah, this fucking hurts," Grace screamed making Connie place noise canceling headphones over her grandson's ears while he played a game on her tablet.
"I know, babe, just hold on. Dad floor it, I don't want my kids born in the back seat of our truck," J.J. ordered as he tried to remain calm by removing his gloves and as much of his protective gear without jostling Grace who was now in tears .
"Grace hon, you need to breath. Remember your lamas classes," Connie said in a soothing tone as she faced the back seat and ran a hand over Grace's forehead.
"I didn't want this for my birthday. I swear Justin, if you have the doctors put ribbon or wrapping paper on our babies, I'm going to kill you," Grace laughed before she screamed again as John was forced to slam on the breaks and J.J. prevented his wife from rolling into the floor boards.
"I'd never do that, but you have to admit it would be kinda cute. Grace you're stronger than you look, that hurts," he winced as Grace grasped his hand and squeezed it making his fingers go numb.
"Damned this five o'clock traffic!" John snarled slamming his fists on the steering wheel.
"Dad, just floor it even if you have to jump curves, and get a ticket. At least if we got the attention of the police we'd get an escort and the traffic would vanish. Do something or I will," J.J. winced as Grace screamed again and locked his other hand in a death grip.
"John he's right, her contractions are coming too fast. At this point we'll be lucky to make it to the hospital before one of the babies starts crowning," Connie said, as John growled and J.J snapped.
"Fuck this, Mom, Dad, Chinese fire drill. I'm driving," J.J. screamed as he managed to free his hands from his wife's grip and leapt from the back seat leaving the door open for his dad to jump in, . John had barely managed to shut the door before J.J. looked back to see that his path was clear and slammed the truck into reverse before taking the truck flying through a bumpy back alley that led out onto a quieter street, cutting off an ambulance that was carrying what would later turn out to be one of his team mates who was suffering from three cracked bones, and coming to a screeching stop before ripping open the back door and having his wife handed into his arms.
Nurses from inside noticed what was going on and rushed up to him with a gurney, and ran with Grace screaming and dragging her husband along by his wrist refusing to let him go. When Connie and John got to the waiting room outside of the maternity ward of Memorial Herman Hospital , they heard Grace scream, again and saw J.J. run from the room and rip his jersey and shoulder pads from his back before slipping on a green hospital smock with a shower cap like hair restraint that the nurse had handed to him before he ran back inside not bothering to give them a glance.
An Hour later the nurses and the Doctor left the private hospital room and the rest of the family was allowed to come in and meet the newest members of the Watt family. Before they entered John had ran back to the truck and grabbed J.J. a clean shirt from his ever present gym bag and tried to hand it over to his son who sat on the edge of Grace's bed cooing happily over his identical twin daughters who thus far definitely had their mother's flaming red hair. Lee entered the room timidly behind his grandmother not knowing exactly what to do with himself and smiled widely as his mother noticed him and called him over to meet his baby sisters.
"Hay little man, come over here and you can meet your baby sister's," Grace smiled as she patted the bed with her hand and held it out to her son to help him up beside her. Lee ran over and carefully climbed onto the bed and snuggled into his mother's arm and gazed down at the tiny pink wrapped bundle in his mother's arms before glancing up at the other that was in his father's strong arms.
"Daddy, you so big like the Hulk. You not going to break my baby brother. Why are they wearing Pink anyway? Pink is for girls," Lee announced as he reached over and tried to touch the baby in his mother's arms?
"No need to worry about me breaking your sister's, little guy. I may be big and strong like the hulk but I'm gentle like Clifford the big red dog," J.J. smiled at the shocked expression on Lee's face.
"The babies aren’t boy's? Why not, I wanted a brother like you have daddy. I can't roll in the dirt with girls, they don't like to get dirty and to play in the mud," Lee scowled folding his little arms angrily and glaring down at his baby sister's .
"I wouldn't say that, girl's don't like getting dirty. I used to love playing in the dirt, sand and mud with I was little like you, and I still get dirty even at my age," Grace laughed.
"But Mommy, you're not a girl you’re a Mommy," Lee said in shock.
"Yes, I am you and your baby sister's Mommy but I'm still a girl" Grace laughed softly.
"Well I guess their okay then if they turn out like you one day Mommy," Lee smiled as Grace placed one of his little sister's in his arms and made sure that he was holding her correctly. Lee looked up at his dad with an ear to ear smile with his blue eyes sparkling with joy. "Daddy, I'm holding my sister like a big boy," he smiled happily.
"You sure are, son. Just wait until their bigger and you'll have loads of fun with them and you can teach them all of the neat things that you can do," J.J. smiled.
"What did you name the girls anyway," Connie asked as she took her granddaughter from J.J. with an adoring smile?
"The first born that Lee is holding is named Crystal Angel Watt, and the younger one that you're holding is named Bella Donna Watt," Grace said with a smile.
"I like their names, they're so pretty, " Lee smiled as he gazed down at his baby sister Angel lovingly.
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Six years passed and J.J. had now retired from the Houston Texan's taking a job at the Local High school, as their football coach. Grace aside from being a very proud mother of four beautiful children was now running one of the largest horse and cattle farms in the State of Texas. Lee, and his sister's Crystal, and Bella absolutely went everywhere together and loved playing with their three year old baby brother Angus James, who had inherited his father's hair color and his mother's eyes. Every day in the Watt home was filled with laughter and joy, and Grace was thriving being the mother to her children and the wife to her husband.
Now at thirty five years old Grace was again pregnant with their fifth and considering how it was going so far her last child if Grace had anything to say about it. She was now at the end of her first trimester and the morning sickness was making her crazy. It seemed to be far worse this time, than it was with her second , third, and fourth pregnancies. When she had went to her doctor's appointment she had at first been angry again to have been blessed with twins. The only difference was that this time it seemed like she would be having both a boy and a girl. She arrived home from her appointment to find all four of her children in the sand box attempting to Barrie their dad up to his neck.
Their laughter made her smile as every time that J.J. would attempt to move and the sand would crack, the kids would all yell at him and would pile even more sand on top of him. "Oh, my, what are you four doing to your poor daddy," Grace asked as she sat down in a patio chair?
"Mommy tell daddy to stop moving he's cracking up our castle, Crystal pleaded.
"I'm afraid that I can't do that, Pumpkin, you know how strong your daddy is," Grace smiled.
"What did the doctor say," J.J. asked as three year old Angus placed rocks on his forehead and clapped before getting to his feet and running to his mother who instantly took a baby wipe from her purse and cleaned his hands and face with it?
"Well, darling, it seems that your perfection knows no limits. I hope that you can understand that after this pregnancy there will definitely be no more children," Grace said crossing her arms as she relaxed into the patio chair and held her youngest son in her arms while he snuggled into her.
"Really, Babe you're only thirty five. That's still plenty young enough to have a few more if we wanted to. I was hoping for at least one more after this one," J.J. said as he shook his head to rid it of the rocks that his son had placed on his head.
"I'm sorry Justin, but I'm going to have my tubes tied after this. I couldn't handle giving birth to twins again and then getting pregnant again and ending up with another set," Grace said with a smile on her face as she pulled her ultrasound out of her purse and waved it at him. Justin bolted up demolishing the sand castle that he was buried under and attempted to rid himself of as much sand as he could before he took the ultra sound from his wife's hand. He gazed down at it, and sank to his knees and raised her shirt to kiss her belly making her giggle before he wrapped his arms around her waist and just held her while his older children gave him a puzzled look.
"Dad, what's that," Lee asked as he gazed at the ultra sound in his father's hand?
"That's a picture of your new baby brother and sister," Grace said with a smile on her face as the children gathered around and gazed at the ultrasound in wonder.
"Mommy, is that what we looked like when we were inside of your tummy," Crystal asked curiously?
"How did they get in your tummy Mommy," Bella asked crossing her arms?
"Don't you two know anything? My friend Tommy's Mommy told him how it all works. A mommy and a Daddy go into a closet and the Daddy puts the baby in there using magic. The baby's grow in the Mommy's tummy and then the daddy has to take the Mommy to the Hopsickle for the Doctor to give the Mommy a shot and take the baby out with the Doctor's super powers," Lee said making the girls drop their jaws in awe as they turned to give their daddy a look.
"Daddy, Tell Lee to stop fibbing. You don't know magic do you," Bella asked?
"I don't know, why don’t' you tell me," Justin smirked as he took his hands out of his pockets and reached forward and tickled the girls behind their ears before removing a shiny quarter from their ears. Well the kids all thought that he pulled it out of their ears anyway.
"Wow, dad does know magic. I told you, that I wasn't lying. Dad can you make money come out of my ear too please," Lee asked excitedly as Justin handed each girl a quarter?
"Me too dada, me too," squealed Angus excitedly. Justin rubbed his hands together and tickled Angus behind the ear and removed another quarter, before giving Lee a look and pinching his nose and making a rolled up dollar appear from his nose.
"EEEEEW, Lee got a booger dollar," the girls laughed.
"Dad that hurt," Lee said as he examined the dollar to ensure that it had no boogers on it.
"You're older, and dollars are bigger than quarters. . Come on boys we need to take baths. Girls go with your mommy," J.J. ordered as he took Angus from his mother's lap and helped Grace to her feet. "No cooking tonight, Grace, it's your birthday and I am taking us all out," J.J. smiled as he carried his squirming son away.
"No dada, no bath," Angus yelled angrily.
"Yes, Angus you're taking a bath," J.J. argued with his youngest as he walked into the house and into the laundry room stripping himself and his boys so as not to track sand into the house before running through the house as naked as the day that he was born chasing the boys laughing.
Grace rolled her eyes at the mess of clothing as the girls helped her pick up the sandy clothes and toss them into the hamper before removing their shoes and socks and using an old horse brush to get the sand off of their clothing. "Mommy boys are weird," Crystal said as she followed her mother into their bathroom where she ran them a nice bubble bath and helped them to get clean.
"I know, but you kinda get used to them as you get older," Grace smiled as she rubbed shampoo into Bella's long hair and gently tilted her head back to rinse it with warm water.
"Mommy, do you like bubble baths still," Crystal asked as she played with a mermaid doll while her mother moved and began to wash her hair out for her?
"I love bubble baths, the more bubbles the better."
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Three months later the family was sitting in the park in Dallas Texas enjoying a lovely picnic lunch when an elderly homeless looking person stepped cautiously over to the blanket where Grace and J.J. sat watching their children play. The old woman cleared her throat softly making J.J. look up. "Excuse me Mr. Watt, but I'd like a word with my daughter for just a second if I may," Stella asked? Grace turned and looked up at her with a look of pure loathing and dis trust.
"Whatever you have to say you may say it in front of my husband, Mrs. Richmond," Grace said coldly.
Stella shuffled her feet and looked down before she spoke in a soft voice. "Grace," I wanted to say that I'm sorry. I'm sorry for always underestimating you, I'm sorry for misjudging you, and I'm most of all sorry that I paid that man to dope the General. I don't expect for you to ever forgive me, but I just wanted you to know that I'm proud of you. You're an excellent wife and mother, an excellent business woman, and a better daughter than I truly deserve. I hope that someday you can forgive me. By the way congratulations on your pregnancy. I hope that the babies are healthy, because I doubt that I'll be alive when their born," Stella said making Grace and J.J. get to their feet and stop her from moving.
"Mother, what are you talking about, you won't be alive? Are you planning on committing suicide or something," Grace asked grasping her mother's arm while J.J. reached for his phone?
"No, dear, but considering that the doctor says that I only have a few more months to live, I just won't' be around that's all," Stella said. "I've got at least four types of cancer that they can't cure. I'm dying Grace. I just wanted to apologize and to see my grandchildren one last time before I die that's all. J.J. you're a good man. I'm glad that Grace has a man like you to take care of her and to keep her safe. I'd better be going now, I've got a meeting with your brother David in Houston." Stella said as she turned and walked away sliding into an old rusted out pinto and driving away.
Grace watched after the car that her mother had driven away in and frowned as she placed a hand over her belly. "Grace, are you okay," J.J. asked in a soothing tone?
"I don't know, Justin. Truthfully I never expected for my mother to actually apologize in my lifetime let alone hers. I'm hungry maybe we should call the kids in for lunch now," Grace said as she struggled to lower herself back to the ground and began preparing sandwiches.
"Alright, babe, Kids lunch time, come and sit down," J.J. called getting the instant attention of their children who all came running.
"Mommy look, I got a froggy," Angus said as he held up a large bull frog with pride.
"Oh, what a nice frog, that is. You should let him go though, Angus. You already have a turtle at home," Grace said as she tossed J.J. the hand sanitizer.
"But Mommy, I like him," wined Angus angrily before pouting and crossing his arms as the frog was taken by his father who released it back into the small stream that ran through the park, before he attacked both his own and his youngest son's hands with sanitizer.
"Angus James Watt, do not argue with your mommy unless you want time out and pops," J.J. warned making Angus quiet down instantly.
They never really had needed to discipline their children with anything more than time out or grounding, but the threat of being popped was definitely employed and almost never carried out in the Watt family. They had seen one of their rebellious cousins get pops once and that was more than enough for all of the Watt children to never wish to be popped. After a long day, and a nice family dinner, they put the children to bed, and sat out on the porch watching the stars in the sky as they winked brightly. Grace leaned into her husband's arms and smiled feeling at peace until she was kicked by two sets of tiny legs that made her flinch.
J.J. ran his hand over her swollen stomach lovingly and smiled as he felt his twins kick again. I think that we're having another football player and another horse person in another three months," he smirked before kissing Grace's neck.
"I don't know, Justin, I'm leaning more towards horse man and rodeo bull rider," Grace laughed as the babies kicked again.
"Come on babe, it's late we should get some sleep." J.J. suggested as he stood with his wife in his arms and carried her into their bedroom.
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Later that night Grace awoke feeling as if she were in pain, and had to go badly to the bathroom. She extricated herself from their bed without waking J.J. and wobbled into the bathroom. She had used the bathroom feeling a bit better and the pain intensified, making tears spring to her eyes, as she wiped, the paper came away covered in blood, and she screamed waking Justin instantly. "Grace, what's going, oh, shit," J.J. said as he saw his wife's pale face and her shaking hand with the bloody toilet paper.
"Justin, the babies, something's wrong, call , call, she stammered starting to lose it. . Justin ran for the nearest phone and dialed Rebecca asking her to come and watch the kids while he took Grace to the Hospital before he wrapped his wife into a blanket and ran carrying her down the stairs in his house shoes and pajama pants to the truck.
Becky and Brad pulled in just as J.J. sped out of the drive sending gravel flying and making the tires squeal as he reached speeds of over eighty in the truck. Grace had stopped whimpering and was frighteningly silent when he reached the hospital, and pulled her from the truck. She was unresponsive and the blanket was soaked in her blood. She was taken from his arms and rushed into emergency surgery leaving him standing there with her blood on his hands and chest with a stricken expression on his face. His parents and Grace's brothers showed up being called about the situation by Becky, and his father pulled him into the nearest bathroom and made him get cleaned up giving him a change of clothing and a pair of actual shoes to put on.
He stood when the doctor entered the room and called to him with a worried expression upon his face. "Mr. Watt, your babies had to be born three months early due to complications. They should be fine, but we aren't sure yet. There was an issue with your wife's uterus, that was causing the leakage of amniotic fluid. We aren’t sure what exactly caused it, since your wife has been doing fine up until this point. The babies lungs are not fully developed, and we aren't sure what affect this will have on anything else as of yet," The Doctor said calmly as he read through the chart.
"My wife, is she going to be alright," J.J. asked with a horror filled expression on his face?
"Ah, here it is, Mr. Watt, now to the reason that I came out here. Your wife has lost a lot of blood , and is in need of a transfusion to save her life, she was hemorrhaging. Had you not gotten her here when you did, and had we not been able to stop the bleeding, she'd have died on you. What is your blood type, sir," the Doctor asked.
"I'm O, the same as she is. Will that work to save her," J.J. asked fearing the Doctors answer?
"Yes, come with me, please," the Doctor said as he led J.J. into the room where his wife lay looking lifeless on the bed.
J.J. sat down and placed a hand over his wife's squeezing it lightly as he watched the nurse hook another bag of blood to the I.V., and watched as it flowed into his wife's veins as fresh blood was taken from his arm. Please god, let her survive this. Don't take them from me now," J.J. thought as he sat there waiting for the blood to be taken from him and given to his wife. He barely heard the Doctor telling him what else they were forced to do in order to save his wife, and felt numb when he was led into the neonatal ICU to see his dangerously tiny new children. They were covered in tubes, and hoses and the sight of them made him sink to his knees in tears.
He didn't know what he or Grace had ever done to deserve what was happening to them, and their family, but he knew that he didn't like it one bit. He dragged his parents down to the ground with him as he was led back into the waiting room, a complete mess of incoherent sobs. Connie cradled his head in her lap as he lay there curled up into a ball upon the floor sobbing like a child wanting nothing more than to be held by his mother at that moment. "Why, why does it seem that just when things are going great something horrid has to happen to rip my world apart," he asked in a hoarse croak?
"J.J. sweetie, calm down, it can't be that bad is it? Is Grace Okay," Connie asked in a soothing tone?
"Mom, she had a tare in her uterus, she almost bled to death, and they had to do a total hysterectomy just to save her along with giving her to my knowledge at least four pints of blood, including mine. As if that's not bad enough, my babies, are so tiny. Mom they can't breathe right, because their little lungs aren’t finished forming, and the doctor doesn't know what other effects they'll have and that's if they even live. What am I going to do if they die? What if Grace doesn't recover? What if , oh god," sobbed J.J. as his father joined the hug and held his son tightly whispering the Serenity prayer into J.J.'s ear.
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Eight weeks passed and Grace was now allowed to be released from the Hospital. She was still feeling weak from the ordeal, but she just couldn't sleep and was at the hospital each night with her children until J.J. and her were forced to go home. After four months of this Emma Rose, and Justin James Watt Jr. were both deemed healthy enough to be taken home. They would always have breathing problems, and were both partially blind due to the exact condition that had originally caused Grace's blindness in her early life, but it didn't frighten her since she had been through the exact same thing including an open heart surgery since she had been born at four months left to go in her mother's pregnancy. She was determined not to allow her children to go through half of what she suffered, and insisted upon the babies cribs being in their parents' room until they were sleeping through the night, so that she wouldn't have to go too far if they needed her.
The stress was starting to show on J.J. and Grace, and by the twins first year of life on this earth they were both certain that the twins would be fine, though Grace couldn't help getting up at least twice a night just to check on all of her children. By the time that Justin James, and Emma Rose were three years old, it was decided that before they would be old enough to attend school that they would have their vision fixed by the Geek Squad who had passed the torch to a younger generation and remained on at lake Groom as high ranking supervisors of the science division. This gave them hope for a bright future that would have never been possible had their grandfather Leeroy Teller not asked that his old friends work so hard to give his daughter what he always wanted her to have, a bright future.
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Years passed, and children grew into strong ,successful, and independent young adults. After the deaths of his parents J.J. and Grace had moved to his family home in Scotland, where J.J. enjoyed a relaxing life with his ever horse crazy wife who now ran one of the largest horse breeding farms in Scotland, as well as one of the best riding academy's in the country. Leeroy John Watt had taken the rout of his grandfather, for who he was partially named, and made a career in the U.S. Army, and now had a lovely wife and two small children of his own. Crystal Angel Watt, and her twin Bella Donna Watt both attended Meredith Manner Equestrian college followed closely by their baby Sister Emma Rose Watt.
J.J. and Grace were both extremely proud and each girl was given full ownership and command of Grace's three breeding farms as their graduation presents. Crystal lived with her fiancé on Eternity Farms in Conroe Texas, while her twin Bella Donna took over Lone Star Farms in Terrell Texas. Their baby sister Emma Rose lived closer to their parents , since she ran the Irish Gypsy Vanner farm left to them by their great Grandparents in Ireland. As for Angus James Watt and his little brother J.J. Watt Jr. both made their father proud by making the NFL Draught and being Draught into the Houston Texans. Angus James, was Quarterback for the team, while his brother J.J. Jr. had proudly taken his father's old post of Defensive end.
Their proud parents attended every horse show, and every football game, that their children took part in, and every major Holiday was spent in one or the other homes of the Watts, where despite his age, J.J. Watt Sr. insisted upon playing back yard football with his sons , and his grandchildren who just couldn't get enough of his tickling tackles. Though he always let them win feeling bad if he ever saw their little faces looking defeated. Grace even surprised them one year when one of the boys accidentally kicked the football and it landed at her feet. They screamed in surprise when she snatched up the ball, and ran under the two trees that they were using for goal posts , spiked the ball and turned and preformed a few cartwheels while J.J laughed hard with tears in his eyes.. And so our little story ends with J.J. Watt and his wife Grace, enjoying life with their large family, until their dyeing days. May they be blessed with many sunrises and many sunsets, to come .
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RomanceFrom the day that they first met J.J. Watt felt drawn to the half blind girl known as Grace Gwenivere Teller. She was the daughter of an army Sargent who was posted at the local army base, little did he know that fateful day that he fell hard for th...
