Sin and Soul

Truth

Patricia waited in the intake lobby of  the jail. Jason had apparently beat the dog shit out of Bryan. The reason why was unclear as he didn't give a statement. She and Lance just twiddled their thumbs, minds both racing.
Had he found out? Did he know how she spent the night before? Why was he at the shower anyway? She'd been careful to never let meet. Of course he knew about the affair now but that wasn't her fault. Besides it's not like he was the same anymore. Never home. Never loving. Never caring. Just cold. But what pushed him THIS far?

Lance glanced despondently at Patricia. Did she know? Did she know the babies were Jason's? What the fuck was happening? His best friend and brother had both lost their minds. Shit was about to hit the fan man.

Jason walked out through the metal detector with a clear bag and a pack of papers. His bond had been $4,000. The charge was Felony Assault and Battery.

"Lance." He jumped up from his chair a shiver running down his spine. "Take me."

Lance knew what he meant. "You can't go to that hospital bro. You're not supposed to be around Bryan. Your bonds bails man made that clear." The look Jason have his brother made his heart stop.

"Yea...alright let's go." He whispered.

"Wait a fucking minute, Bryan's in the hospital?!" Patricia yelled.

"Shut the fuck up Tricia." Jason said as he strode past her and out the double doors.
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atricia gripped Lance's shirt sleeve as they followed behind, "Is Bryan okay?!"

Lance peeled her hands from him as he got in the driver seat.

Jason leaned over his brother and with eyes as hard as steel looked her square in the face. "Go home. My woman is labor and you're not going to make me miss the birth of my kids."

Patricia stared back. Stunned.
"Birth..of your kids?" She sputtered.

"Close the fucking door." He stated as he grabbed the handle and slammed the car door.

As they pulled off Patricia wrestled with her inner voice. Everything finally clicked. Nirvana. Nirvana took them both.  She took both of her loves from her. She was twins. Twins that should have been hers. She kept taking everything. Well not this time. If she couldn't have Bryan,  she couldn't have Jason and neither would give her kids then no one could have any of the three.

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Bryan held Nirvana's hand. Tubes ran from her nose and oxygen mask. She'd gained conciousness in the helicopter due to the pain of her contractions. She was in labor. It had been thirty-two hours. He pushed the hair from her sweaty forehead.

"Just a few more pushes Mrs.Walker. She's crowning, get ready for baby number one." The doctor stated.

"Keep pushing baby." Bryan encouraged softly.

Nirvana's resilience was unsettling. She didn't scream or yell. The only indication of her pain was sweat, tears and the force of her grip around his hand.

"Here he comes!" The head and shoulder found their way out,a slippery body coming right after. The nurses whisked the baby up, clearing his airways and wiping him down. "Number two!" The doctor yelled. With much more ease he came into the world.

Suddenly the room erupted in panic. Only one cry Bryan noticed. There waa only one cry. Nirvana passed out from exhaustion and pain. The second baby was rushed out of the room. The first places on Nirvana's slumbering chest.

"What's going on?! Where are you taking my son?!" Bryan said trying ro break through a sea of doctors and nurses. "Mr.Walker, if I may have a word?" The head doctor stated solemnly.

Bryan's heart sunk.