Sports Guru's and Rascals

Addison's View

I smiled and watched from the kitchen as Derek attempted to teach Max about football. The Seahawks were currently losing to the Raiders.

"Dadda, what just happened?" Max asked when the Seahawks had ran it in for a touchdown.

"The Quarter Back gave the ball to the Running back who ran it into the endzone for a touchdown. Do you remember how many points a touchdown is worth?" Derek asked our five year old boy. Max nodded.

"Six!" He cheered.

"That's right kiddo." Derek said and ruffled Max's hair. Max swatted his hands away.

"No daddy. Leave my hair alone." Max grumbled. Derek chuckled. I finished the dip and brought it out into the living room. I sat it down on the coffee table. "Mom, will you fix my hair?" Max asked. I laughed and pushed his hair around to the way he liked it. He smiled and dipped a chip into the dip and started eating. Derek smiled and wrapped his arms around my waist, he then firmly planted a kiss on my neck near my ear so that his breath tickled my ear. I giggled.

"Derek stop." I laughed.

"How are rascal's 3 and 4 this morning?" He asked rubbing his hands over my very pregnant belly. Rascal 3 kicked in response.

"Good. But they're killing momma's back." I grumbled. Rascal 1, also known as Whitney came running in. She was six.

"Mommy! Someone's at the door!" She told me. Derek pulled away and went to get the door. A few minutes later he returned with Mark, Callie, and their two kids. Callie was pregnant too, but not with twins and she was still in her first trimester. Her eldest son, Timothy was Max's age. While her youngest, Seth, was four. She was praying hard for a girl. Seth and Timothy ran to play with Max. Whitney decided to settle herself into the couch and watch football. She loved to watch football with her daddy. Rascal 3 and 4 were both boys. We were still arguing on names but we needed to choose soon. I was due in four weeks. Rascal 4 kicked hard and I had to sit down.

"Addie, you okay?" Derek asked. I waved him off.

"Just a really hard kick." I told him. He nodded and sat down next to Whitney.

"How's my princess?" He asked and tickled her. She giggled.

"Good. How's my daddy?" She asked. Derek smiled.

"I'm good princess." He told her. Another sharp pain hit, and I moaned. That was a contraction.

"Derek." I moaned. He shot up and went over to me.

"Addison what is it?" He asked.

"They're coming." I told him. He glanced at Mark. Callie took point.

"Okay, Mark go grab the bag it's in their bathroom. Derek help Addison to the car, I'll watch the kids." Callie decided. Derek slowly helped me up off the couch.

"Don't let Max have any more soda!" I told Callie as Derek led me out the front door. Mark was waiting by the car with my hospital bag. On the way to the hospital Derek called Alex. He was my OB. I swear, you'd think with the way Derek was acting that this was our first kid. Alex met us on the Maternity floor.

"Addison, how far apart are your contractions?" Alex asked.

"Six minutes." I told him.

"Okay we need to get you up to a room quickly. Your labor appears rapid in progression. Has your water broken yet?" He asked as he pushed me to the elevator. I suddenly felt wet.

"It just did." I told him as the elevator doors slid closed. Derek was hyperventilating as he leaned against the wall of the elevator. I offered him my hand and he took it.

"Sorry, you should be the one freaking out." Derek laughed.

"You'd think it was your first child." Alex joked as the elevator doors slid open. He pushed me down to Room 295. He helped me into bed. I was getting out of the wheelchair when another contraction rocked through my body. I winced and grabbed my stomach. Derek rubbed circles on my back. After the contraction passed Derek picked me up and put me in bed. Alex had an intern hook me to all the necessary machines, then he checked my dilation.

"Okay Addison, you're about four centimeters dilated. Your contractions are progressing ahead of your cervix. Now the babies are about four weeks pre mature. But it looks like their development is very advanced, except for Baby B who's lungs are a little under developed. He should be fine on oxygen." Alex explained as he looked at the ultrasound. I nodded taking everything in.

"So a cesarean section then? I asked noticing that the twins weren't turned in the right way. Alex nodded.

"Most likely." He agreed. "This is your first c-section isn't it?" Alex asked glancing over my patient history. I nodded.

"I'm kind of glad, it's not fun pushing them out." I said. Alex smiled. Another contraction started and I grabbed my stomach in pain. Derek pushed my hair back out of my eyes, and held my hand until the contraction passed. Alex smiled and cleaned the ultrasound gel off my stomach. If possible contractions seemed harder with twins. Alex left the room. We decided to wait a bit to see if the babies would turn the right way.

"What are we going to name them Addie? They're coming today." Derek said. I nodded and rubbed my stomach.

"What about Toby?" I asked. Derek cocked his head in thought for a second.

"I like it. Toby Christopher?" Derek asked. I nodded.

"Okay, that's the first baby, now what about the second?" I asked.

"What about Owen?" He asked.

"Hmm. Maybe as a middle name?" I said.

"Okay well what about Gannon?" Derek tried. I gripped his hand as another contraction hit. After it passed I nodded.

"I like Gannon, so Gannon Owen?" I asked. Derek nodded and kissed me on the cheek.

"Perfect." He told me. I smiled. Callie came in with Whitney and Max.

"Hey Addie. They were begging me to come see you." Callie told me. I smiled.

"Hey guys." I smiled.

"Momma when my brothers be here?" Max asked.

"Soon bud." I told him.

"Momma I don't want two brothers. Boys are messy." Whitney whined. Max stopped his foot and shook his head.

"No we're not!" He argued. Derek chuckled. A really hard contraction hit and baby A's fetal monitor started to go off. Derek pushed the button on the wall to call for a nurse.

"Derek, Derek it really really hurts. It shouldn't be hurting like this." I told him freaking out. Callie pulled Whitney and Max out of the room with much protest. A nurse ran in with Alex and checked the stats.

"Baby A is in distress. We need to get to the OR now." Alex said and they began to push me out of the room toward the elevator.