?: okay Alison, one last push! One last push before you can meet your baby.
Emily pov
Alison's water broke last night and she's been in labor ever since. We were lying in bed, watching a movie when her hormones kicked in and one thing led to another. We were finishing but when Ali hit her high, way more juices came out of her than usual and the way she screamed was more a painful scream than an orgasm. I dressed up faster than I ever did, called my mom to watch the twins and packed the car in half a second. I drove to the hospital with a screaming Ali next to me, I was so scared for her. We arrived and a nurse put us In a labor room immediately. Ali had her peridural and a few minutes after, she stopped screaming and fell asleep, which is great since she's going to need some energy to push our baby out. We are July 28th and it's currently 3 in the morning. Alison is exhausted and so am I but we will soon meet the newest addition to our family and I'm so excited!E: okay baby, one last push. You can do it!
A Em.. I.. can't ... I just can't
E: yes you can! You're the strongest woman ever, you can do anything babe!Alison is crying right now, she's so tired. She's been pushing for more than 45 minutes already. I kiss her sweaty forehead, wipe her tears away and there she goes again, pushing and screaming her lungs out. She's so beautiful. She's squeezing my hand like crazy but you know what? I don't care because she's giving birth to our child and that's the most beautiful thing ever. Shortly after, Paris is out. The nurse calls me to cut the umbilical cord, I'm crying. I didn't get to do it with the twins as Ali had a C-section. Paris is beautiful, absolutely perfect. I go back to Ali and kiss her.
E: you did it babe, I'm so proud of you! Paris is beautiful.
Alison has her eyes closed so I assume she's just so tired, she can't keep her eyes open anymore. I go to see Paris who's being checked out by the nurses. Suddenly, the machines behind my wife start beeping and seconds after, lots of doctors come into the room. They take Paris away in another room and ask me to leave the room as well but I don't want to leave my wife who is bleeding all over the place and is unconscious right now. I'm so scared, I don't know what to do right now. I go to check on Paris since I'm not allowed to see Ali for now. I go to the nursery and a nurse lets me in. I take Paris in my arms and sit on a chair. I talk to Paris and we both fall asleep for a bit. Minutes later, Dr. Robbins, the obstetrician who was with Ali comes on the room to give me some news I guess. I put Paris back in the crib and stand up. Dr. Robbins doesn't look so reassuring.
R: Mrs. Fields
E: What happened? Please don't tell me what I think you're about to
R: Euhm, the bleeding was too important, we are very sorry...
E: what are you telling me?I'm sweating too, my voice just cracked. Ali can't be dead, not now. I need her, our children need her.
R: We had to take your wife to the OR in emergency. Dr. Montgomery is doing the best she can right now
E: is she going to be okay?
R: we are trying our best but I can't promise you anything.Dr. Robbins leaves the room again and I look at Paris, this perfect little angel. I cry more and more. Suddenly, I hear little giggling coming towards me, the twins and our moms are here. I turn around and see them, my eyes are red and puffy. I just run to them and hug my mom. This is too hard, what if Ali dies? What if Paris never gets to know her?
P: honey, what happened? is the baby okay?
I look at her and call a nurse.
E: Can you please watch the twins for a moment, I need to talk to my mom and Parents in law.
She takes them to the play room and they let us use the meeting room so we can have peace. I make everyone seat down and they all look at me with worried eyes. I am playing with my hands, trying not to cry.
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FanfictionEmily Fields- Dilaurentis is a soldier who's been in Afghanistan for about 11 months. She misses her wife, Alison, and her two 6 yo girls, Lily and Grace who stayed in Rosewood, their hometown. This story is how I imagine life for my favorites. Emi...