The Fire in Your Hands

The doctor in the ÈR looked me over with a furrowed brow, then with concern he said "Mrs. Biersack did you know you're pregnant?"
I was near furious and in a state of panic at this point. "No I'm not! I took six pregnancy tests a few months ago, all negative, and the most obvious reason, my stomach is flat as a board. I'm not pregnant just fix me!" The doctor turned to the nurse, "take her to a delivery room. She's in labor."
I looked to Andy, his eyes were as wide as mine. I was walked to a bright white room with machinery and a bed I thought I would never see. I was crying by that point. Andy and Gram each took one of my hands. I was sick. I wanted to vomit. Andy's hands were shaking. So were mine. A different doctor came in with a smile. "Alright Miss Biersack, bit of a shock huh?"
"I'm not in the mood for small talk."
She nodded her head and put her hands near a place only Andy had ever been.
"Do you feel heavy down there?"
"yeah."
"Yep, you're ready to push. This baby wants out."
I started crying even more. Funny how I can stab a man to death without remorse but this is chilling me.
"Okay Jayelle, go ahead and push"
i was breathing heavily but I gripped Andy's hand and did what she said. I screamed. I started sweating, a million icicles draining from my hair. After another agonizing moment I felt relief, and then I heard a baby crying. I looked for it, then looked to my husband. He was staring at the creature too. Wide eyed and shaking. "It's a boy!"
A boy... What's his name? What does he look like? What's his favorite color?
I should stop. You're being illogical. She carried my son away. No, no stop. He wants me that's why he's crying. Bring him back!
I rested my head back on my pillow and closed my eyes. I felt Andy brushing my hair back and he kissed my forehead. I felt a drop again. The doctor came back and looked down there again. "Jayelle? Another one."
"WHAT"
"push"
hell. Again. More agony. I felt like I was in the eternal fire. I screamed until I lost my voice and I heard another cry of the creatures. "This ones a girl! I think you're done Miss Biersack. Congratulations."
My daughter.
I was shocked, then scared, then sick, then a bit actually like a mother. Andy pulled a chair next to me and laid his head on my chest, wrapping his arms around me and mine around him.
Gram spoke,"I'll be outside, I'll give you two some time alone." We laid in silence with each other, hearing our children cry in the next room.

"What do you want to name them?"
I heard him sigh. "I don't care."
"Andy."
i petted his hair. I couldn't imagine how this was for him. About how it was for me I guess he just didn't have the pain.
"How about you name the boy and ill name the girl?" He nodded. We thought for about 10 minutes. And he spoke first.
"Alaska."
I smiled. "I love it. How about Carbon for her?" He sat up and planted a kiss on my lips. "Our babies."
"I pushed his hair back and wrapped my arms around his neck. "Our babies."

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