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"I got whipped cream too. You want a can of that?"

" only if your eating it."

Mason laughed.



"I even have those little shortcake minis."

" ...why?"

"Because I like cherry pie shortcakes instead of strawberries."

" he said the babies should be here soon, do you think he was telling the truth or messing with me?"

"Um... Well, I would say just messing with you because he seems the kind to do that."

Alyson nodded slowly, seeming to stress less now, burrowing tighter into mason's arms.



" i am sorry i got you all yucky ..."

Mason cringed.



"I'm trying to blot it out of my memory."



He glanced at her with a cringe.



"I mean, I was worried about you and I'm glad you're okay... but knowing that you are now, I don't want to think about the other."

Alyson sighed.



" it's the kids that should be worried over."

"But they were saying that the kids were going to be okay...."

Alyson considered him, nestling into the bed.



" Speak to Cael, he understands it better then i do."

"It's going to be okay."



He patter her shoulder.



"I don't have to ask him for that."

Alyson shrugged, content to being snuggled in the hospital bed, falling to sleep.

Mason just lay with her, happily.

Alyson was presently a mere 27 weeks along and snuggled up into her bed, resting as she felt pain and misery settled in her chest, completely consumed with worry over cael's child, mason's too. she was also hating people in general... even as she was thinking this though, she'd be passed out with mason in bed.

"Worrying won't help it at all."



The man sighed.

" first you are upset that i don't care, or so you think, then worrying makes you chide me too..."



and now she shut up and went to sleep promptly.

"I wasn't chiding... I was trying to be comforting."



Poor Mason.

Alyson grunted.



" I want them ok... i might not be much, but i want them ok."

"I do too," he answered pathetically.

Alyson shifted and kissed and cuddled him then. ok, he was forgiven.



Two days later, she'd be paging for someone to find her cael. why? cause ob or not, he's the only one she'd let touch her, like, she had pulled out a freaking fork and was stabbing people's hands.

Cael was sporting his full doctor's attire today. Apparently he had been working?



"WHat's wrong?!"



He looked worried.

Alyson shifted, trembling as she pulled her hands into clear visual range, coated in blood.



" I have no idea what's happening..."



she was entering into labor, and scared.

cael frowned.



"I really don't know anything about birthing babies..."



However, he called in the doctor that had been helping him out to figure out what to do on what to do next.



"Alright, you're going to be okay."

Alyson was sobbing when he left the room, pretty sure that she was going to be molested while delivering her children. Her emotional distress had

NOT helped in all this and she would already have two screaming babies by the time that Cael returned with the doctor. She was completely beyond mental workings.



" They are going to die..."



she chanted, rocking back and forth, over and over...

"No, no, no..."



Cael was trying to show her.



"They are doing okay."

Eh, both needed oxygen pretty soon and of course an isolette. They seemed well beyond that. she was just sitting there, covered in blood and sobbing.

Cael was trying to help her out.



"Let's go see them, okay?"

Alyson would be showered, looking over him. Her legs were shaky at best, but she felt like a moron but she simply couldn't walk the two floors to see her kids. Pride kick from hell as she was being carried { he was smart enough to avoid offering the wheel chair} into the private room to see her kids... she finally got to see the pair. she didn't even have to ask which was which as the little boy would vanish into her shadow the moment she leaned over his isolette.... when she leaned back he was back to human. Alyson was silent for a moment.



" I thought you said puberty?"



she asked, worried about her child as she looked between son and daughter.

Cael tried to hold back his feelings.



"Maybe it is just a birth issue..."



He was worried sick, actually.

" will he vanish and not let me touch him?"



she asked, testing it, watching him fade every time that she placed him into her shadows. It was an attachment thing, but she didn't get that, all she knew was everyone but her could touch her son... and her daughter she looked so pathetic and small....

Cael shook his head some.



"He's holding on to you," he tried to explain.

" he's .."



he's not letting his own mother who was mentally tripping touch him. at this point she had given up on him and was too scared to touch the daughter mason was timidly holding.

"Try breastfeeding her? She will be there for you."

Alyson looked at her daughter, a bit worried as she took the child, so afraid and ginger with her, crying all over again.



" i am so sorry.."

"You're okay..."







Mason smiled nervously.



"And so is she!"

Alyson shook her head.



" I won't keep it next time, not if this is what i give you..."



She was so freaking far down, someone please realize this woman needed to stay on her meds.

"But... she's beautiful..."

" but look at her, so tiny... so breakable..."





Then she looked to ehr son with Cael.... oh, she was so worried about being left alone, and now she couldn't even touch her child with the man she loved....