Sanders sides oneshots

Quadruplets Part Two

Logicality (Logan x Patton)
Angst/mpreg
Patton's POV

"Dada! Wake up!" Virgil yells happily.

I slowly sit up and he smiles wide. I smile at my son and stand up. I slowly waddle my way out into the baby shower, which they've decided to throw without me.

"Glad to see you guys are having fun." I grumble angrily.

"Well, you've been asleep. We didn't want to wake you." Logan whispers.

I roll my eyes and he starts to visibly get angry. I see his whole body tense up, then quickly releases with a sigh. I run off to our room and lock the door. I release silent sobs and curl into as much of a ball as I can at the moment. I open the door quietly to find them enjoying the party like nothing ever happened.

"Dada!" Virgil exclaims when we lock eyes and I shake my head violently.

I hear him whine and start to cry so I motion for him to come over. He runs over as fast as his tiny legs can carry him. I lock the door behind him and lay down, him cuddling with me. I suddenly feel a large amount of pain in my abdomen.

"Go with Papa, okay? Dada isn't feeling so well." I tell him and his eyes well up with tears.

"Dada not okay?" (That hurt to write) He asks, his voice quivering.

"I'm okay, baby. Just go with Papa." I plead and he runs off. I sneak outside as he starts to throw a temper tantrum.

"WHERE IS HE?!" I hear my husband yell angrily. I hold in a sob as I drive myself to the hospital.

I arrive, tear streaming down my cheeks, and in labor. I watch shock fill a nurses face when her eyes land on me. She wheels me into a room as the need to push becomes unbearable. I feel a gush of water leave my body and whimper, causing every pair of eyes to land on me.

"Should we call the father?" She asks and fear strikes me.

"NO! No! NoNoNo!" I panic and she places a hand on my shoulder.

"It's okay. I get that it's hard sometimes for your relationship when you're expecting. I'll make sure no one calls him." She assures and I smile.

"Thank you! Thank you so much!" I exclaim and she smiles.

"Let's get you ready to have your baby." She tells me and I nod.

An hour later.

I hold the nurses hand as I push, screaming like I was being sawed in half. She gives my hand a reassuring squeeze and I smile weakly at her. My eyes lock on my husband, pacing, talking to someone. A nurse walks in and her eyes lock on the scene before her.

"Are you Patton Sanders?" She asks and I nod weakly.

"Your husband is looking for you. Can I send him back here?" She asks and I frantically shake my head.

She leaves and talks to Logan for a bit. I watch rage hit his face, then pure sadness. I swear he looks me dead in the eye as he leaves. I motion for the nurse to come back.

"Let him back here." I whisper and she runs off to get him.

I watch his face light up as he follows her back here. Then he sees me. And remembers everything that happened. I've never seen a smile fade that fast before.

"What the hell Patton?! You couldn't have talked to me?! You just HAD to be 'independent'?! What'd happened if you got in a wreck?! Or had the baby in the car?! Do you understand how dangerous that was for my child?!" He screams and pauses.