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Chapter 5: Enter Sally

April 1, 1991

"C'mon Flo," Doc said raspy through his surgical mask with sweat dripping down his forehead, "You can do this! You're in the home stretch."

"I," Flo panted, "I can't," She cried out in agony.

"It's too much!" Flo cried out once more, "It just hurts too much!"

"You're going to have to do it, Flo," Doc told her, "The baby, and you, will die if you don't! I know you can do this, you're one of the strongest women that I know. Give it your all!"

Flo took several deeps breaths as she tried to muster the strength to give it her all. Flo always had a knack for being prepared for everything, but NOTHING she ever done could have prepared her for this kind of pain. She had read all the books about what to do when you're expecting. She took all the classes, and even drug Ramone into some of the. She was always planned and prepared; when her water broke, she was calm and gathered everything she needed while poor Ramone was running around like a chicken with his head cut off. And she somehow still remained calm and collected throughout her nearly 18 hours of labor. She was alright, until it was time to push.

"OH GOD!" Flo let out a wail as she gave it her first push.

The first push felt like a bowling ball was about to come out of her and take out half her entrails along with it.

"That's great," Doc said enthusiastically, "Keep doing it, you're doing great!"

Flo took a few more breathes before giving it her second push, letting out another wail s she done so.

"You're crowning!" Doc almost cheered, "C'mon, just one more big one. You're almost there!"

Flo didn't know if by some blessed miracle that all the pain had subsided for just a few moments, or if it was the adrenalin finally kicking in, but at that moment she pushed the gut retching pain out of her mind, took a deep breath, and gave one last finally push.

"Here it comes!" Doc said as the baby's head finally poked all the way through.

"It's a girl!" Doc proudly announced, the screams of new life filling the room.

"It's a girl?" Flo tiredly asked, "Oh thank you God, thank you!"

Doc held the newborn screaming child in his arms for a few moments before he handed her over to her tired, yet still glowing mother. She had brown hair, like her mother and father, and she was 'well nourished'. Doc honestly didn't know how on earth Flo managed to push her out without causing severe tearing or any excessive amounts of bleeding. She had to weigh at least 8-9 pounds already.

His little Lightning didn't weigh but 15 pounds at the most, and he was a week or two shy from being 5 months old. The newborn's screaming made Doc recall Lightning's first screaming fit.

It was approximately into the first week of January at 1:30 in the morning when Doc awake to an ear piercing screaming emanating from his son's room. It was so loud and sudden that Doc immediately jumped out of bed and ran into his son's room in two seconds flat, fearing that the baby was hurt or in pain somehow for the sudden outburst. When Doc got there, he didn't find anything disheveled; he didn't find an intruder standing over his son with a knife or anything. He was just met with his extremely pissed off 2 month old son.

"What's wrong, little one?" Doc calmly said as he took the child into his arms, "Did the boogie man scare you?" The man asked, half expecting to get a coherent answer, but was only replied to by more screams.

"Okay, okay," Doc said as he placed the baby on his changing table, but found nothing, not even a drop in his diaper.

"Well what's the matter then?" Doc cooed as he patted his son's back, "Are you hungry?" Doc said as he made his way into the kitchen to fix him a warm bottle.

"Okay, let's try this," Doc said once he finished testing to warmth of the bottle on his wrist. Doc was for sure this was the solution, until Lightning angrily rejected to bottle.

"You're not hungry either?" Doc said, flabbergasted and all out of ideas.

"What's wrong baby?" Doc rocked him as he walked him around the room, "Why are you crying?"

"Does your tummy hurt?" Doc theorized, but he doubted on the account that there would have been a massive not so pleasant surprised in his diaper, or at least a few tummy rumblings, if this were the case.

Doc continued to walk around the house, bouncing his child in his arms, who was still crying his lungs out, as he tried to come up with more ideas.

He tried walking, bouncing, rocking, smooth talking, and even turned on the radio and TV for an hour, but nothing seemed to help at all. Doc didn't know what else to do, but one other thing.

"Hello?" Flo asked as she picked up her phone, wondering who on earth this could be at this hour; though once she heard the background noise, she instantly knew who it was.

"Flo? Help."

"Bless your heart," Flo couldn't help but give a few chuckles when the exhausted man shown up at her door with his still crying child in his arms.

"I can't that you enough," Doc sighed, "No matter what I do, he won't stop crying," Doc said as he handed the infuriated baby over to the woman.

"What's the matter, Tiny Honey?" Flo soothed as she began swaying the infant in her arms, "Does your daddy not know what he's doing? It's okay, Darlin', we'll show him what to do to get that baby calmed down."

Doc was metaling taking notes of all the things Flo was doing; but it appeared she was doing the exact same things that he had been doing, and even she wasn't having too much luck either.

She had swayed him around, walked him around, talked to him, tried to feed him and checked his diaper again and again; but nothing she tried was seeming to work.

"What else did you try to do?" Flo asked, "Did you turn on the radio or TV?"

"Yeah, but he still wouldn't stop crying," Doc said.

"What did you have it on?" Flo asked as she turned on the TV; looking for something, anything at this point, to calm the child.

However, unbeknownst to her, her husband had left it some car show channel and left the volume up full blast before turing off the TV. The moment she flicked on the TV, a loud roaring engine sound began blaring from the box so loud that it nearly gave the two adults a heart attack.

But it also made the child they're been desperately trying to calm down stop crying.

The two adults were amazed how the blaring volume itself didn't scare the child and make him cry even harder; but the were absolutely astonished that the he even seemed to enjoy the sound. Even after Flo had nearly muted it; the child only stopped crying, but was even staring wide eyed at the TV and was smiling.

"You like all those cars, Tiny Honey?" Flo giggled as she watched the infant just stare at the TV.

Doc too was was amazed at the site; it seemed that the apple didn't fall far from the tree after all. Doc remembered how his mother used to tell him how much he loved cars since he was very small child. He even remembered a time when the only way he could get to sleep was when he was inside of a car. He couldn't help but smirk when he recalled how much his mother used to fuss on how much gas they wasted driving him around just get him to go to sleep at night. He could only imagine having to do the same for his little tike.

"Doc?" Flo tiredly asks, "May I now hold my baby?"

Flo's voice brings Doc out of his trip from memory lane and back into reality.

Doc opened his eyes and shook his head as he realized he was in the clinic's small delivery room, still holding Flo's screaming newborn infant, with her mother waiting not so patiently to finally hold her child.

"I'm so sorry Flo," Doc smiled as he gently handed the baby girl over to her mother, "Here's your bouncy baby girl."

"Awww," Flo teared up as she took the baby girl into her arms, "Hello my little princess!"

After so many years of hoping and praying, Flo was overcome with tears of joy as she held her child in her arms for the first time.

"There, there, don't cry baby," Flo tearfully said as she soothed her child, "Mama's here, Mama's here."

After he cut the cord, as Ramone couldn't be there to do it on the account that he was so squeamish that he almost fainted when Flo started to push; Doc then excused himself as he went to inform the family of the arrival of their newest member.

Poor Ramone was a nervous wreck. He had been pacing all around the room for the past 20 minutes or so after he had been escorted back the waiting room when he nearly threw up all over the place. He felt guilty for not being able to be there for his wife when she needed him. Though truth be told, he knew he wouldn't be much help if he was passed out on the floor in a pool of his own vomit while his wife was delivering their child.

"It's alright, man," Filmore spoke up, 'trying' to cheer up his friend, "So what if you're a big baby, I'm sure Flo's doing just fine without ya."

"Jee, thanks for the encouragement," Ramone replied sarcastically.

The Sheriff giggle as he reverted his attention back to the two children he was watching on the floor, now 4 year old Mater and going on 5 month old Lightning. Mater and Lightning were like two peas in a pod, as everyone would describe. It was hard to keep the two separated. They were playing on the floor, Lightning had just learned how to crawl and Mater was coaching him and trying to help.

"Com geh yur bwanky Ligh-nin," Mater said as he scooted away with his best friend's favorite blanket, a soft red blanket with cars all over it that his Mama Flo had made for him.

At first, Lightning looked at his toddler best friend like, 'Why you take my blankey, Bro?'. But then that look turned into determination as he fixed his big blue eyes on the red fabric a few feet away.

With all his strength that he could muster in his tiny body; Lightning lifted himself up on his arms and legs and slowly began to put one limb infront of the other, and slowly but surely, make his way towards his beloved blankey.

"Look Papa," Mater squealed excited, "He's crawlin'!"

"C'mon, Ligh-in, you can du it!" Mater cheered.

With every inch that he got closer, Lightning's big blue eyes got brighter and bigger until the red fabric was just within his tiny grasp.

With what must have seemed like every drop of determination he had left, little Lightning gave it one last push and finally managed to grasp his beloved blanket in his tiny fist.

Upon making the equivalent of a life altering achievement to the five month old, the infant let out a shriek of excitement. Which was promptly met with congratulatory cheers from the anticipated adults in the room.

"YAY!" Mater cried enthusiastically, clapping his little hands repeatedly, "U did it Ligh'nin! U did it!"

"Congratulations Little Man," the Sheriff cooed as he bent down to pick up the enthralled baby, "It won't be long before you're running around this place with Mater. You two will be giving Flo's little one a run for their money."

As if on cue, Doc burst through the door into the waiting room of the clinic, with a smile from ear to ear on his face.

"It's a girl," he happily announced to the awaiting crowd.

The room immediately erupted into cheers of awws and excitement and rounds of congratulations to the newest father of the town, Ramone, who was in tears at the news of the delivery of his baby daughter.

While everyone rushed off to see the new mother and child, the sheriff and Doc said for a few minutes in the waiting room.

"Well, how are they?" the Sheriff asked Doc has he bent down to pick up his son off the floor.

"Great, both are healthy and happy," Doc said with a chuckle, "Well, Flo is. She's gleaming, and daughter is screaming."

"I'm real happy for both of them," the Sheriff said chuckling, "God knows how long they've been waiting to have a child finally."

"Yeah," Doc said as he looked to his son who he was bouncing on his hip, "Were you a good boy while Daddy was busy?"

"He was great!" the sheriff boasted, "He and Mater played, and he crawled a good 5 to 10 feet!"

"You did!" Doc happily said, "And I missed it!"

"Better luck next time, Doc," the sheriff laughed.

"Papa, I wanna go see teh baybeh," Mater said as he tugged on the sheriff's pants leg.

The sheriff giggled as he picked up his excited son, "C'mon, let's go see y'all's new baby sister."

"She's soo cute, look at those cheeks!" Filmore cooed as he held the newborn baby in his arms all swaddled up. "She's a whole lot bigger than Lightning was," he continued, "Lightning 'bout didn't get this big when he was two months old."

"That's just baby fat, she'll grow out of it," Sarge replied.

"Did y'all decide on a name yet?" Filmore asked the new parents.

"Sarah," Flo tiredly replied, "My little princess."

"But we'll probably call her Sally," Ramone added, "My grandmother was called Sally-Mae by my grandfather."

"Awww," Filmore said, "Sally, that's cute!"

"But then again, my grandfather also called my grandmother a blood sucking witch too, so…"

"Knock knock," Doc said as he opened the door into the packed room, "How are mother and child?"

"Exhausted," Flo said happily.

"I can imagine, especially after a birth like that," Doc said walking over to the newborn baby, who was now resting back in her mother's arms.

"See Lightning, that's your new baby sister…"

"Sally"

"Sally," Doc added after he stammered for just a moment.

"Papa, she's fat!" Mater blurted out once he got a good look at the newborn.

"Mater!" the sheriff had to hold back a few giggles, unlike the rest of crowd who had given away to rounds of laughter and giggles, as he reprimanded his son, "That's not nice, she's just a baby."

"Ligh-nin's jus' a baybeh too n he wha'n tha' big," Mater replied with all the honesty that his limited vocabulary would allow him.

"What did I tell you about talking back?" the sheriff said in a firmer voice.

"Well it ain tal'kin bac' if it's twu, Papa," Mater replied.

The sheriff could only shake his head and join everyone in the room in the laughter at the wisdom no 3 year old should possess.

Meanwhile, baby Lightning gave the new baby a slightly puzzled look bundled up thing in his mama's arms. His five month old brain couldn't at all comprehend it, and he was curious about the thing that was now getting what was all of HIS attention.

Doc leaned down where Lightning could get a better look at her, when the newborn let out a sudden wail that scared Lightning, causing him to cry out in his own wail as he recoiled in his father's arms.

"What's wrong did Sally scare you?" Doc gently said over the two crying babies.

"I think they scared themselves," the sheriff said.

As the both Flo and Doc tried to calm their babies down, no one then had realized that with their newest and final addition, their tiny town was complete for years to come.