We Found Love

Chapter 30

Marshall's POV

"How are you doing Marshall?" The doctor started, trying to ease the tension.

"Is everything okay with Rihanna?" I asked ignoring his question. How the hell do I even answer that politely? No I'm not fucking okay.

"She's fine." He said giving me a reassuring half grin.

We were the only two people in the waiting room, mostly because visiting family members and other patients had gone home earlier. It's a little past mid night and I'm not even tired in the slightest. I can't get Rihanna off my mind, and every time I try to relax I just get more worried.

"When a women gets pregnant her body goes through many changes. Her cardiovascular system undergoes dramatic changes, and her heart rate goes up, your heart pumps more blood per minute, and the amount of blood in your body increases by 40 to 45 percent. What's more, during a normal pregnancy, your blood vessels dilate and your blood pressure gradually decreases, reaching its lowest point in mid-pregnancy. It then begins to go back up, returning to its regular level by the end of pregnancy. Rihanna's blood pressure however, did not. It remained at a very low point for to long, and with out eating it only increased the overall trauma happening on her body. You with me so far?" The doctor explained, trying to get me to understand the whole situation. It made me feel better that her passing out was nothing I could control, it wasn't my fault. It doesn't make the knot in my stomach disappear, but it helps. She's still laying in that room completely cut off from the things happening around her, and I can't stand it.

"Now once she passed out, and is no longer breathing the baby begins to lose oxygen as well. So once she got here it was absolutely vital that we got your son out, other wise he would not have made it."

"Is he okay?"

"As I'm sure you know the baby is an entire month early, he was born at 5 pounds 8 ounces and was immediately taken into intensive care. Though he was so small he seems to be perfectly healthy after all the test we have ran. This doesn't happen very often, so that truly is a blessing." The doctor said smiling at me, knowing Eli is okay lifts a million pound weight off my shoulders, and knowing I can hold and care for him now makes it all the more better.

"Robyn, is stabilized and is currently sleeping form the anesthesia we had to give her earlier. She should wake up in a few hours. Now would you like to go meet your son?" The doctor asked finally standing up from his chair. I rose with him almost completely speechless, even though he's just a baby I'm nervous of what he will think of me. Is that weird? I just want to be the best dad a son could have. Learning how to be a father has always been a hard process for me, and I'm worried I will not give Eli everything he deserves. Without Rihanna I'm helpless, I swear.

"Yeah." I said breathless and unsure. I wiped my hands on my pants trying to make sure their clean enough to hold him.

The doctor led me into the intensive care unit, where little see through cases held the premature babies. It smelled like soap and almost everything seemed to be white. Finally I was led into a secluded room where I could hold Eli in peace. A nurse rolled in a little bed with small tan baby, with dark hair and tiny hands laying upon it. She picked up the baby and cradled him in her arms tightly as she walked over to me. Slowly and gently she transferred the baby over into my arms, and immediately my muscles tensed up.

"There you go, now do you have the name already picked out?" The nurse asked whispering so she didn't disturb the fragile baby in my arms.

"Uh his first and last name are Eli Mathers, but his mom and I don't have a middle name picked out yet." I said not taking my eyes off Eli . He felt almost weightless in my arms, like I was holding nothing at all.