Hers(28)

Sammy tensed at the mention of his mother, but sighed when she heard yelling from the room. “I hate them right now. It should be their hands I cut circulation off to and curse at.”

Brock grabbed Blake as he went for the door. “Stay here until she has the epidural in. Sammy will go in, won’t you?”

Sammy looked at him, and Brock could see the debate in her eyes. Could she handle his mother, being in a hospital, and helping Susie in her time of need all at once? Sammy took a deep breath, nodded, opened the door and walked in.

Brock stayed quiet hoping his suggestion was right and his mother wouldn’t cause trouble. When nothing was heard for a while, Brock turned to his brothers. “Did they tell you how long she has to go until the babies could be here?”

“She shouldn’t be having the epidural as she’s already seven centimeters, but Susie insisted. She begged for a while, and the doctor gave in. They want her calmer to deliver the twins. The doctor said if she keeps dilating the way she is we’re looking at early morning.”

Brock had no idea if what Brian had said was good news or bad. “That’s great. Well, I’m here for you, little brothers.” He patted his brothers on the back and sat on one of the chairs against the wall.

Ten minutes later a doctor walked out, and five minutes after that Sammy came out.

“Susie is ready for you both again.” Sammy came and sat next to him.

Blake and Brian went in the door to Susie.

Sammy surprised Brock when she snuggled against him. “Don’t ever leave me alone with your mother again,” she whispered.

“You weren’t alone. Susie was with you.”

Sammy inched away from him and glared at him. “Susie was in no condition to protect me or help me.”

Brock groaned and tried to imagine what his mother could have said. “What did she say?”

“Let’s just say if looks and noises could kill I wouldn’t be sitting here now.”

Brock pulled her to him and wrapped his arms around her and kissed her. “Don’t worry about her. I want you, and my bear wants you. She has no say in it.” He held her tight and stroked her back.

Slater arrived and sat next to Sammy. “Sorry. We had kitchen drama, and I turned off my phone when it happened and forgot to turn it back on. How’s Susie?”

Sammy sat up and turned to Slater. “Susie just got an epidural, and they think she’ll have the twins by early morning.”

Slater nodded. “So are we staying to help or going home and coming back later?”

Brock knew Sammy would want to stay, so he wasn’t surprised when she said, “I’m staying. I want to be here if Susie needs me. You two are welcome to go, and I will stay here.” Sammy eyed him, and he knew she didn’t really want them to go.

“No. I’ll stay here with you.” Sammy smiled at him and hugged him.

Slater sighed. “Looks like I better get comfortable.”

Brock eased back in his hard seat and tried not to listen through the thin walls at Susie’s groaning and cursing at his brothers. It was going to be a long night.

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In the early hours of the morning his mother came out and asked for Sammy to go in and help. His mum looked exhausted as she followed behind Sammy into the room. Brock sat on the edge of his seat as he heard the screaming and grunting from Susie. He could hear Sammy encouraging Susie and his mother soothing his brothers.

What felt like hours later he heard the cry of a baby and the doctor and nurses telling Susie she was doing well. He heard Susie instructing Brian to stay with the baby and not let him out of his sight. It was quiet behind him for a while, only whispering and deep breathing, and then the groaning and grunting started again. Brock then heard another baby cry. This one was stronger than the first. Even through the wall Brock could hear how drained Susie sounded when she told Blake not to leave this baby’s side.

Minutes later the doors opened, and Brian walked out with nurses and a bundle wrapped in his arms. “I have a son. I have to take him to ICU to get checked over, and they will do tests and other stuff to make sure he’s okay.”

Brock stood, and Slater did the same beside him. They peeked at the tiny little bundle in Brian’s arms. Brock felt his heart beat faster, and he hoped that he would have the chance to help make something as perfect as his little nephew.

“He’s very wrinkly, isn’t he?” Brock chuckled at Slater’s response.

Brian snarled and shook his head. The taller of the two nurses tapped Brian. “Let’s get him checked out so he can get back to his mum.” Brian nodded and walked off with the nurses.

As he walked off Blake came out with a bundle in his massive arms. Brock thought it looked strange to see his hulking brother very carefully holding a tiny bundle.