Tracker? - James Conrad

Bonus 4/5 - Hate

*20 months from last chapter*

"This is all your fault."

I scream as a striking pain makes me feel like I'll split in two. Never have I felt pain like this, not even when the big one attacked me all those years ago. My breathing was heavy and I was scared for when the next pain would arrive, making it seem like something was ripping me apart from the inside out.

The joys of childbirth.

And you can only imagine what it would be like with triplets.

James tentatively held my hand, almost as tight as I was holding his. Almost. To be honest I was sure one of us would come out of here with a broken bone or two.

It was currently 12:06 am and I was 8cm dilated with baby #1. How lovely. The pain made it so that I could barely think straight, doctors and nurses scurrying around the room. I try to keep my breathing even but it's pretty damn impossible.

"I. Will. Never. Forgive you. For. This." I seethe at my husband. He tries to hide the small smile on his lips, knowing I'd break his hand if he irritated me.

"I know." Was his oh so comedic reply. The pain is almost unbearable but thankfully, the Doctor comes in, telling me the words I've pain waiting to hear since 7pm.

"Okay, we need you to start pushing." He instructed. I leaned up slightly and did as he said, holding my breath and trying not to scream bloody murder anymore.

"That's good! Keep going." He praises. I comply, once again and this time the pain is more severe.

"Well done! That was the hardest part, one more and you'll have the first baby."

I scream as I do the last push. My grip tightening on James' hand.

And a small wail was heard. I breathed heavily as James smiled proudly, watching the nurses take our eldest child away to be cleaned up.

"It's a girl."

I smile broadly at that. My own little girl.

But it quickly faded.

I had to do that two more times.

With our second child, it was as simple as the first. The pain and pressure was even less, that I was thankful for. It was a boy. A beautiful baby boy.

Now it was time for the third.

I screamed loudly as I pushed, my head falling back into the pillows. The other two children were taken to another room to sleep. It was now 2:05 am

"I can't. It hurts." I complain as I cry, sweat ruining my hair and coating my skin.

"Please Victoria, for me." James begs. I look at him and sigh. Preparing myself.

"It's times like this where I hate you." I glare at him, breathing heavily as I feel another shoot of pain coming.

"And I love you too."

I do my final push and can't stop the profanities that leave my mouth. That was by far the worst of them all. Somehow, I think this one will be the troublemaker of the family. I relaxed myself. Finally being done with it. But I couldn't stay content for long.

There was no crying.

"J-James what's going on?" I whimper, the doesn't look at me, he looks at the doctors handling our youngest infant. The one not making a sound.

"James?!" I start to panic. He snaps out of his gaze and hushes me.

"It's alright don't worry."

Yes, because that makes me relax and not worry.

I begin to cry, not knowing the current state of my baby. My eyes blur as the doctors begin to handle it. I shake my head and sob, knowing the chances.

Against all odds, a loud cry caught everyone's attention. My tears of sorrow quickly turned into ones of joy as they wrapped up the baby.

"There is your new baby boy." I get handed one of my sons. I look down and can't help but smile. I calm the infant in a few seconds. That's a first.

The nurses come out with the other two and hand me my other boy and James our eldest, our little girl.

Nothing could take the smiles off our faces. We had our little family now. It was perfect.

"Which one do I have?" Hank asked as he handled one of the boys. I lean over and see he's slightly bigger than his brother.

"You have Aidan Reg." I reply, smiling at him. After talking about names for a while, James made me sleep. Slivko looked up at us when we said his first name. He smiled slightly.

"Before you ask, yes. Yes we did."

When I woke up the whole group was here, my own friends would be here but after we got married James and I moved out west to a quiet town. Something we deserved.

San and Houston were getting some coffee from the hospital cafeteria.

"I like him, we're going to be good friends. Yes we are." Hank cooes to the baby as it wraps its small hands around one of his fingers. Hank gasps in amazement and I can't help but awe.

"I have the girl." Mason giggles as she fawns over my daughter.

"Skye Mason." James smiles to her. Mason nearly cries at our words. She hugs the small child closer to her.

"Oh she's going to be spoiled by her Aunt Mason. Isn't she?" She smiles broadly at Skye.

"You wanna try Slivko?" I ask, I was holding my youngest son in my arms. Slivko had been pretty quiet, more observing than anything else.

"I-I don't know." He seemed scared. I couldn't help but smile.

"Don't worry, he's more scared of you than you are of him." Hank reassures him, I know where this is going.

"I highly doubt that". Slivko denies.

"Yeah, I was talking to the baby."

I giggle slightly and the baby in my arms starts gooing, making those cute little baby noises.

"C'mon, I promise you'll be okay." I plead to Slivko. He sighs and slowly walks over, holding his arms out. I lean up and put the baby in his arms.

"Yeah, there you go. Watch his head. Yep. Just like that." I smile as Slivko stands, gently swaying the baby.

"What's that one called?" Mason asks, leaning over to look. She gives a small 'awe.' When she sees him.

James and I look at each other before we answer.

"Lucious James." We say in unison. Before you say anything. Yes, we named our child after the devil's son. It's simply because he's such a little devil that he scared us half to death.

"So. You guys are.. You guys are parents now." Slivko says, almost shocked at his own words. I put my hand over James' and smile at him.

"Yeah. Yeah we are."

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Hello! Only one more chapter left! What do you think it's going to be? Comment your answer! Also, did I make anyone cry when the little baby was silent? If so I'm very sorry!

I'll be making another book after this! As far as I know only one person knows who it's about! I hope you read and enjoy it!

- Amy xx