Title: And baby makes……4 Author: Rose; rosenfairy@yahoo.com Authors note: Yes it is another pregnancy one, but it is a little different. Thankyou so much to Livvy for her input in the last scene. Summary: Lindsay is pregnant…………….for most of it anyway. Disclaimer: I own nothing, to sue me would be pointless. But just in case: These characters belong to the genius of DEK and the ABC, I have borrowed them and will not hurt them. The Two lawyers sat on opposite sides of the courtroom, each staring at the other with a face that gave away their feelings as to how the case was going for them. Bobby’s were looks of complete confidence and cockiness, whilst Helen’s was a hateful scowl, she could have killed Bobby at that moment for the mess he had just made of her best witness. “Would the prosecution call their next witness, please” the judge called, interrupting their exchange. Just as Helen grabbed at her notes and was deciding who to call both lawyers sat bolt upright in their chairs and grabbed for the now beeping pagers on their belts. Looking with disbelief at them they both stood and screamed “Sidebar”. “What” the judge asked somewhat incredulously. “I’m… I’m having a baby” Bobby answered, his voice was shaking and he was obviously terrified. “Oh, you’re having a baby” came the rather sarcastic reply. “My wife,….she's having a…… she’s having a baby” Bobby stuttered through this, as if still trying to comprehend the true meaning of it. With dawning realization the judge looked over to Helen, curious to find out what the feisty prosecutor had to do with this. But he discovered that an answer would not be forthcoming when he found her standing near her desk, crying and shaking whilst desperately trying to put her things together. She soon gave up on that and ran to Bobby, enveloping the pale wide-eyed attorney in a hug, and then bouncing up and down squealing with excitement. Bobby was by now ignoring the judge and looking desperately and unsuccessfully for his keys, he vainly searched the desk and his briefcase, spilling the contents on the floor and not caring or really even noticing, as he became more and more frustrated. Meanwhile the members of the gallery looked on amused, barely able to suppress their laughter as the formerly calm and fiery lawyers turned to gibbering fools before their very eyes. The defense attorney who had been so cocky only minutes before was now searching every inch of the front of the courtroom for his keys; by now so frustrated and scared he was ready to cry. Whilst the prosecutor who had been about ready to kill Mr. Donnell not long ago was now standing by his side bouncing up and down, crying, shaking and making funny little excited shrieks. Everyone turned as the courtroom doors opened and tall, black man walked in. The walked calmly up to the nervous father to be and took his shoulders, then he reached into Bobby’s hip pocket and pulled out the missing keys, holding up for Bobby to see. Then taking a quick look at both Bobby and Helen’s state of mind, he turned and led them out of the courtroom, saying assertively as he went, “I’m driving” Eugene couldn’t help but notice the weird looks people were giving them as they walked down the hall towards the elevator. He knew that weren’t really looking at him, or the incredibly pale, dazed man who was walking behind him, they were all staring at the crying, shaking woman bouncing along behind them, and wondering how a human being could possible emit such high pitched squealing noises. Eugene had wondered the same thing but he knew it was stupid to ask as the overly excited and terrified Helen had ceased having the capacity to talk. Bobby was no better, he was so scared he barely heard the question and if he did would only stare back wide-eyed and look horribly confused, twice now Eugene had had to quickly step in to ensure he didn’t run into any innocent bystanders, or worse, walls. Reaching the elevator, Eugene was able to reach out and grab Bobby seconds before he walked into the still closed doors, and unfortunately Helen stopped herself. “Damn” he thought, almost wishing she would knock herself out, because if she hugged him one more time and made him jump up and down, whilst she squealed something that probably was once words into his ear, he would do the honors for her. The elevator arrived and they climbed in, Eugene noted with regret that it was close to full, and silently apologized to all the other passengers, especially the one that Helen was now holding by the shoulders and bouncing up in down in front of. When they got to the next floor and the doors opened he almost had to chuckle at the speed with which the startled man fled. By now everyone was hoping the three lawyers would reach their floor soon, not only because Helen was doing her best make them want her dead, but it was obvious to all that Bobby was starting to come out of his trance. Having almost fully comprehended what was happening, he was about to come back from his dreamland, and no one wanted to be there when it happened. And it did, just as the doors to the elevator opened and the trio went to step out Bobby’s face lit up and he screamed, “I’m gonna be a father”, before passing out cold. Luckily he was awake again only seconds after hitting the ground and already on his way to the car. Unfortunately in his excitement he couldn’t remember which car was his and instead began to imitate Helen by bouncing around like a fool and singing out for Eugene and Helen to hurry up. Helen, who had been shocked out of her trance by Bobby’s collapse merely gave him an embarrassed stare and rolled her eyes asking out loud, “My god, what is up with him” The trip to the hospital was slow and nerve racking. Especially since as soon as Helen saw the first sign saying hospital, she went back into her little fit and began to whine for Eugene to drive faster, after she told him for about the thirteenth time though, her voice had changed back to a unintelligible whine. He figured that if she got any worse getting through the peak hour traffic would be no problem, because people would start mistaking her for a siren. Bobby was slowly starting to show signs of intelligence again, and began to ask questions. “Was she Ok” “She was a bit scared, but otherwise fine, oh and there is a small pain factor” “Ok” Bobby replied, he was deathly pale and Eugene worried he would pass out again before they reached the hospital. “Want some advice from someone who has been there?” Bobby didn’t answer he just gripped the dashboard so hard his knuckles turned white and he made small indents the finish. Eugene decided to go on anyway. “If you ever want to write again, give her your left hand to hold”. Bobby nodded slightly and looked to be processing the information, so Eugene continued. “Don’t mention pain, or tell her you know how she feels, that will bring permanent injuries, do exactly what she says, and don’t take anything she says seriously. She is going to hate you right about now. Oh and Bobby, try not to faint”, he added as the man beside him began to sway slightly and look violently ill. They pulled up outside the hospital and both Bobby and Helen were out and running before the car was even fully stopped. Of course, Helen being Helen had managed to calm down enough to check her makeup and hair before running inside- you never know when you might get to meet a good doctor, Eugene had a good laugh about this before following the sprinting pair inside. Despite his slower pace he caught them just inside the door, where they were studying a map and trying in vain to work out where the delivery wards were. Grabbing both of them by the elbow, he turned them around and began to lead them towards it. As they got closer the urgency remained in their steps, but they both calmed down drastically and became rather subdued and if possible even more pale. As they approached the room, Bobby began to get apprehensive; he didn’t really want to go into the room, that would make it all too real. The other members of the firm stood as they approached, they were all there, except Bec who Eugene guessed must be in with Lindsay, they could see the indecision and fear in Bobby’s eyes and walked forward to comfort him. “Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaargh” A scream echoed into the hall from the room nearby, a scream that Bobby would recognize anywhere, and without pausing for a moment he was gone, flying down the hall toward his wife, the very soon mother to be of his child. As the contraction passed Lindsay looked over towards the door, “Where is he?” she asked….again. “He’ll be here” Rebecca answered, as she did the swinging doors flew open and a incredibly distressed Bobby ran in, screaming, “Am I too late” as he did. Lindsay and Bec looked at him and couldn’t help but giggle at the state he was in, but if they thought he was bad they should’ve seen Helen, “Are we too late” she screamed as slammed into the doors, pushing them open and landing in an undignified heap on the floor. Everyone looked at her and burst out laughing, except Lindsay, “Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrrgh” Rebecca stayed a few more minutes just until Bobby had calmed down enough to be able to speak coherently and breathe. Then she left, giving Bobby a reassuring hug as she went and grabbing Helen’s elbow to pull her to the door. “No!” Helen screamed and pulled back viscously, “I’m staying”. “Helen” Bobby said in that unmistakable warning tone of his. “No Bobby I am staying and that is that”, Bobby walked toward her, his face almost venomous. “Leave Helen, you don’t have to live every moment through us” “Go to hell, Bobby” She yelled getting right up in his face. Bobby could see this wasn’t going to win this one easily so he did the only thing he could, “Liiiiiiiiiiinnndsay” he whined, honestly believing that she would help him, however when he turned to look at her, he found she was in the middle of another contraction and not really interested. Helen also realized this and they both ran to her, each giving her a hand. Bobby knew he had gotten the last laugh on this one, he would let her stay for know, he would also laugh to himself as Helen extended her right hand out for Lindsay to grasp. Unfortunately by the time Helen had grabbed her hand the contraction was almost over and Helen did not experience any pain, Bobby was heartbroken. Lindsay started to cry now and Bobby forgot about Helen to comfort her. “I was so afraid you wouldn’t make it,” she cried looking at him tearfully, “Oh Lindsay, honey of course I would, I wouldn’t miss this” “I know” She replied and he leant down to kiss her and brush the wet hair from her flushed cheeks. Just as he was about to say something else, she gasped in pain and then screamed as another contraction gripped her body, Helen had kept her distance during that moment and was beginning to think maybe she wasn’t needed or shouldn’t be there, maybe. Lindsay collapsed back on the pillows her voice once again breaking with tears, “It hurts so much, Bobby” she cried looking up at him. “I know” he answered, then remembering Eugene’s advice he immediately regretted it. “You know, you think you know, how about I get a turkey and pull it out your damn nostril, Bobby. Then you might know.” She screamed at him her voice full of hate and pain. “No, Linds I didn’t mean it like that, I just meant I can see, you look…..And sound like it…..I understand” That last comment was said just as another contraction hit Lindsay and she gripped Bobby’s hand, so hard he had to struggle not to scream out himself. “Don’t you dare make pain faces Bobby” she screamed, “You have no idea” with that she bit down on his hand forcing him to bite his lip and whimper like a puppy. “I’m sorry”, Lindsay said as the pain left and she saw the look on Bobby’s face. “Its ok” he said wincing as he did so, “Nothing compared to what you are going through”, he said now fully understanding what Eugene had meant when he told him not to give her his writing hand. That hand would be out of commission for a week now. He leant forward now and once again brushed the hair off her face, looking deep into her eyes and relishing this moment, knowing very well what it will soon be followed by; he again picked up her hand. She turned to him and screamed "Don't you touch me! ... Don't you ever touch me again!" "Lindsay" "Don't you Lindsay me you aaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr" Bobby watched her concerned. When the contraction was over he asked, "Are you ok?" "Am I ok? What do you think? Do I look ok? You try pushing a bowling ball out of your aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr" Helen came forward taking Lindsay's hand from Bobby. "Come on Babe not long now" she said softly stroking Lindsay's face. Lindsay relaxed and smiled at Helen. Helen talked to her encouraging her and holding her hand until another contraction hit causing Lindsay to squeeze Helen's hand. Helen's screams completely drowned out Lindsay's. When Lindsay finally released Helen's hand she screamed "Oh nice Lindsay break my hand why don't you. Nice really nice!" She turned away and pushed Bobby back to Lindsay's side "She's all yours. You're on your own Bobby” Bobby couldn’t help but smile as the very angry Helen stormed outside, holding her hand gingerly in front of her. Startling Lindsay’s doctor as he walked past and almost hitting him. He walked over and examined Lindsay, noting how far apart her contractions were and eventually saying, “ Well Lindsay, it looks like it is almost time to push” Lindsay’s red face suddenly turned a pale ash gray color and she shook her head vigorously, “Oh no, I don’t want to, I can’t Bobby, I can’t” “But you have to baby, this what we have been waiting for. You can do it, I’ll be right here.” Bobby replied a small reassuring smile on his face. “Ok” Lindsay answered her voice scared and unsure. “Ok Lindsay, when you feel your next contraction, push” At that moment Helen, who had just comprehended that the tall, cute man who passed her as she stormed out must be Lindsay’s doctor, had once again entered the room. Her and Bobby stood supporting Lindsay’s shoulders and holding her hand all the while encouraging her and helping her with her breathing, as she pushed with all her might. Eventually she collapsed back, her shoulders sinking into the pillows and her eyes closing momentarily, she was exhausted, “Come on, Lindsay just one more big push, I can see the head” her doctor encouraged. “I can’t…..” she began only to be cut off by Helen, “Really” she charged over and pushed the doctor out of the way, “Eeeeew, you should see this ” she said looking on in disgust as the doctor struggled to get her out of his way. “Helen” Bobby yelled shortly, and she looked up, jumping out of the way quickly. “I can’t do it”, Lindsay said, her exhaustion evident in her voice, “I can’t, I’m so tired” “Yes, you can” replied Bobby looking directly into her eyes, “Yes, you can, one more push Lindsay and it’ll all be over, after all this wait we will finally have our baby”. Lindsay looked at him and found her strength, as the next wave of pain washed over her she sat forward and pushed once again with all the strength she had. And with that final push baby Donnell entered the world and brought with it a high pitched wailing noise that resonated throughout the room….. “It’s a Girl”, the doctor announced barely audible over the incessant wailing, and then even less so as Bobby and Lindsay’s Baby girl took her first solo breath and joined Helen in the chorus. It was hours before the rest of the firm could get in to see the couple and their new baby. They crept in and found Lindsay sitting up in bed gently cradling her little daughter as Bobby the over-protective father hovered above, and looked down lovingly at them. They all walked up and stood around the exhausted mothers bed, looking curiously at the tiny bundle in Lindsay’s arms. Lindsay tore her eyes away from the tiny sleeping face and smiled at them. Then she raised the little girl up and held her for them to see. “Isn’t she beautiful” Helen cooed, “I’m an Aunty” her voice overflowing with pride. “Have you named her”, Lucy asked, as they all stared at the beautiful child before them, with dark hair and pale blue eyes she was the spitting image of her parents. “Well” Bobby started, “We decided on… Kelli.” “Kelli?” Helen asked, obviously upset, “What about Helen, after all we have been through together, I thought you would at least give Helen some consideration” “Then we decided on Helen as her middle name” Bobby finished. “Really?” Helen shrieked and almost immediately began to cry, she ran to his side and engulfed him in a huge hug. “Kelli Helen Donnell, I like it” Rebecca said. “Me too” Ellenor and Lucy chimed in together. The rest merely nodded agreement. “So there, how do you like that, Auntie Helen.” Bobby asked whilst smiling mischievously, causing Helen to smile even wider and yet again engulf him in a hug. With that the rest of them left the room leaving the four of them to get accquainted.