Chapter 27: Delivery

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Amanda's P.O.V.

To say that I was in excruciating pain was an understatement. I will never mock another pregnant lady going into labor in another movie ever again. My eyes were forced shut, unable to be opened due to the amount of pain I was feeling.

As Connor rushed me into the hospital, my thoughts got clouded and my mind drifted into a frenzy. A million thoughts were going through my head.

Are my babies okay?

Will they survive?

Will I survive?

How will they look?

What genders are they?

Will they be severely underweight?

Will they have to be put into an incubator?

How are my parents reacting to this?

Are they one their way?

Did Connor bring my Ben and Jerry's Rocky Road Icecream? God, I hope he did.

My thoughts were altered the second I felt myself being placed onto a hospital bed, with an injection needle being pierced into my skin. What were they giving me?

"She's going into premature labor, and is almost ready to push. Get the father in here right now!" a female voice yelled from my right.

In a mere few moments, I felt the familiar warm hands of Connor's being wrapped around mine. His lips pressed onto my knuckles repeatedly as he whispered sweet nothings into my ears.

My eyes slowly opened, as I felt my legs being hoisted onto the edges of the bed.

"Miss Hall, I'm doctor Fernandez, and as you might guess by now, you're going into premature labor. Now, this only happens to around 12% of pregnant women, but I can assure you that you and your babies are going to be quite fine. Now, without stress, I'm going to ask that you start pushing at my command," he spoke.

Oh boy.

I slightly shook my head as I positioned my legs better in order to be more comfortable.

"Now!" Mr. Hernandez's voice boomed, and I squeezed onto Connor's hands for dear life as I began to push.

Many screams and grunts later, I finally managed to get 'Baby A' out.

My heart stopped for a split second, as I didn't hear the sounds of a baby wailing, as how it should right after it was born.

The doctor handed the baby to a nurse, and she took it away to another corner of the room.

A sigh of relief washed over me as I could hear the cries of my baby echoing throughout the walls of the room. The nurse then did a 360 and handed my baby to me.

"Congratulations," she began, "it's a boy."
my heart leaped in my chest, as a smile broke off onto my face.

My happiness was cut short when the baby was broken away from my grasp.

"Baby B is on its way," Dr. Hernandez spoke, and just like that, I began pushing again as if my life depended on it.

Baby B, just like A, was taken away, before being handed. And, once again, these four words were repeated to me by the exact same nurse:

"Congratulations, it's a boy,"

My two baby boys were placed into my awaiting arms, and Connor kissed their cute little foreheads, his face beaming with pride.

With a yawn coming from both my bundles of joy, I quickly slipped a nipple into each of their awaiting mouths. They sucked and sucked as I just beamed at them with an unexplainable joy bursting throughout my body.

At that exact moment, the doors busted open, revealing my parents, Connor's parents, my brother, and the girls.

They all came up, looking at the babies. Sasha being Sasha, began tearing up, as she watched them sucking away mercilessly at my nipples. "Oh my gosh, they're so cute!" she exclaimed.

I merely smiled before allowing each and everyone to get their turns with holding the babies after they were done being fed.

A nurse later came in, inquiring about whether or not we were ready to give names to the babies. I smiled to myself, before gazing down at my two baby boys.

"This one here," I started, referring to Baby A "is Liam Alexander Kingsley, and this one," I said as I placed a kiss on Baby B's temple "is Austin Michael Kingsley."

A chorus of aww's was exchanged throughout the room between everyone.

I smiled and handed the babies to Connor for him to get his quality father time with them as a sudden feeling of fatigue washed over me.

This moment couldn't have been more perfect, and I thank God above for placing such amazing people into my life.

I slowly drifted off to sleep, with a  newfound happiness only my children could give to me.

A/N

Hey everyone! I apologize for the long update and short chapter. I have an issue with being consistent with my writing, but I'm trying to change that☠.

Anyways, I hope that you guys enjoyed this chapter, and that you are all okay with the names chosen for the babies.

Also, this chapter has not been edited.

Word count thus far: 31, 368 words. 

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