*Thanks to all those great ideas and responses from last chapter. I appreciate all the kind words, and amor that tu all amor Peyton. Reader’s discretion is advised**
Chapter 25
“Nurse, Nurse” Luke screamed out of the door, “Please come quick, my wife is having labor pains!” Luke scrambled to Peyton’s side again as he could see her face contorted in grief.
“Oh god, Luke no it is too soon, we can’t have them now it is too soon!” Peyton pleaded clutching onto his shirt.
“I know honey, but just be calm everything is going to be alright. Nothing is going to happen to our babies” Luke brushed Peyton’s face with his hand, quickly being pushed aside as nurse rushed to check her fetal corazón monitor.
“Oh dear,” the nurse looked at Luke and quickly rushed to get the doctor.
“What’s going on Luke! Where is she going?” Peyton screamed in agony.
Luke rushed to her side again, slowly rubbing her back, “It’s going to be ok, Peyton. I promise,” he cooed trying to stay her mind as well as his.
“Oh god! Owww,” she gripped a hold of the gurney shaking it as it swayed to the side.
Luke looked around as a swarm of nurses and staff surrounded Peyton’s hospital bed.
“Sir, we need some time alone with Ms Sawyer, please!” The doctor instructed for Luke to wait outside. “No please I have to be here with her she is only 6 ½ months pregnant please!” Luke pleaded as they slowly shut the door in his face.
Luke raised his hand to the door and rested his head against it as he could feel his body getting numb to the situation, listening to Peyton’s anguishing screams through the glass wall.
He looked in through the ICU window and could barely make out Peyton through the crowd of staff that huddled around her. He slowly turned from the window, feeling the weight of the situation come over him. He slid down the cool wall, and landed plainly on the floor, burrowing his head in his hands.
After all this time, he had waited for Peyton to be ok and to wake up and he had never giving a thought to how the bebés were going to be. He had slipped his mind how important this moment was, and how much it would kill Peyton if she was to lose their children. He felt the weight of his guilt and remorse land on his shoulders. Sitting there listening to what could be the last fatal screams of his children’s lives.
Suddenly the door swung open, revealing the many nurses and doctors wheeling Peyton’s gurney into the hall. Luke rose to his feet seeing Peyton lying there, he grabbed at her hand as she twisted to look at him.
“Where are tu taking her?” he shouted.
“To emergency surgery, Mr. Scott she is critical condition, if we don’t do this both her and your children could die,” the doctor quickly flew through the hall as Luke lost grip of Peyton’s hand. He stood there motionless at the situation, as a nurse led him to the changing room to get him ready to be in the delivery room.
Luke was numb; he could feel Peyton’s pain like a cuchillo through his heart. He slowly got his hand through the surgical scrub, as he looked down he could see his hand was covered in dark blood. The same hand that was holding onto Peyton just moments ago.
“Oh god no” he mumbled under his breath.
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“Mr. Scott?” the nurse rang out as Luke stood frozen in the changing room.
“Uh yeah, what?” Luke broke out of his haze of confusion.
“They are ready for tu now, tu can go in”
“Luke!” Peyton cried, breaking Luke out into a run to her side, he reached out and grabbed her hand.
“I am right here Peyton, you’re gonna be ok, our bebés are going to be ok.” He softly stroked her hair back as he looked at her panic stricken face. He knew she was going to be ok, but he wasn’t sure how she would handle their children being born too soon.
“It’s not time, it’s too soon. Please tell them to stop, they can’t do this, I will be ok…Luke please” Peyton whispered a plea to Luke, trying desperately to convince everyone to stop what they were doing.
“Peyton, they have to…”
“No, it’s too soon. They can’t” she pleaded through her tears, “please”
Luke looked over as one doctor ran over to a nurses waiting station with a small bundle in his hands. Quickly trying to attach an air line to the small blond body of his first born child. Luke smiled to himself, but couldn’t help but wonder how the whole situation was going to turn out.
He wanted desperately to see his children, the children he eagerly awaited just months hace with the one great amor of his life. But at the same time he didn’t want to get his hopes up only to have to tell Peyton if a dire situation would occur.
Luke looked back at Peyton and could see she had no idea what was going on because of a massive surgical sheet blocking her view. He slowly just pushed her hair back from her forehead.
The doctor rushed another baby to a waiting nurses table, Luke could see their faces as their panic set in. He tried desperately not to look over at the scene, as to not alarm Peyton but he couldn’t help staring. The infant was a strange color blue, and they looked at each other in concern as they tried to get the child to breath.
The doctor quickly looked back at Luke, as their eyes met, Luke knew something wasn’t right. The doctor quickly rushed the baby out of the room, down the hall in an incubator.
Luke turned his attention back to Peyton as he could see her eyes slowly closing; he looked around as a nurse came up beside him.
“We gave her a sedative to deal with the pain; she will be ok Mr. Scott” the nurse brushed Luke’s shoulder as she walked by, making her way to close the incision on Peyton’s stomach.
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Luke woke from a haze, sitting in the hospital chair. He immediately looked around for Peyton as if it had all been a nightmare he was going to wake up and find her fine and well. He saw her lying on her bed, with her hands to her sides still sleeping. He quietly made his way over to her, and saw it was indeed not a dream as his eyes were drawn to her concaved stomach.
“Oh Peyton,” he whispered, “What did they do to you? What did I do to you?”
He slowly hung his head near her bed, as Nathan walked in.
“Hey man?” he whispered, “is she ok?”
“Hey, yeah they dicho Peyton would be fine. I just don’t know.”
“Hey come with me, ok?” Nathan gestured for Luke to follow him into the hall.
“I don’t want to leave her Nate”
“Please, Luke just come down the hall”
Luke got up from his chair as he kissed Peyton’s hand before he left. Nathan guided Luke down the hall without a sound and as he turned the corner Luke could see what Nathan was trying to mostrar him.
“Look Luke, they are right there.”
Luke looked at the sight before him. He adjusted his eyes, and through the mess windows he could see two tiny boxes, with two of the smallest bebés in them. Their movements small, as their chests moved in and out with each tiny breath.
“See man, I told tu they were fighters. Just like their Momma” Nathan grabbed a hold of Luke’s weak shoulder, as Luke turned to him with tears in his eyes.
Luke finally felt some relief in this dark nightmare as he stared at his children through the glass; he just didn’t know how long his relief would last.
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Chapter 26
“Lucas, Lucas wake up” Luke opened his eyes slowly only to see Haley standing before him, “Hey Hales, what is it?”
“You fell asleep in the chair again, Peyton has been asking for you.”
“She has! Oh ok” Luke stumbled to his feet and walked briskly from the waiting room lobby to Peyton’s hospital room.
He had been groggy the last few hours only because of the stress of the entire situation had finally caught up with him. He carefully opened Peyton’s door in case, like him, she had fallen asleep again.
“Peyton?” he whispered entering the room.
“Luke,” Peyton’s voice was faded and low, she looked toward him with concern in her eyes.
“Hey, honey. tu ok?”
“Yeah, I am fine,” she dicho lowly, “But Luke the doctors won’t tell me what happened with the babies; they dicho it was too soon to tell. I have to know and …”
“Shh, it’s ok Peyton. The bebés are fine. I just saw them before I came in here.”
“You did?” Peyton sat up gleefully in her bed, “Are they ok? Are they scared? Can I see them? Luke.”
“Peyton, they are fine. Fighters just like their Mom, we had a little scare with our little boy but he is ok now,” Luke stopped as he saw the expression on Peyton’s face at the mention of their baby boy.
“Boy? Luke, oh Luke…” Peyton smirked as a tear rolled down her face, at the mention of her son.
Luke smirked and bowed his head, “Yes, our boy Peyton. Our boy.”
“Can I see them? I want to see them Luke”
“Honey, it is too soon. tu just got out of surgery, tu can’t…”
“Luke, I have to I have to,” Peyton looked intensely at Luke, and he knew then there was no persuading her from her determination.
“I’ll we see what the doctors say, but I am not promising anything, ok? I want tu well, tu scared me too many times this week,” Luke slowly got up and made his way to the door, stopping to look back at Peyton seeing her beam with joy for the first time in this dark nightmare. Peyton turned to him and smiled back, “Hey you,” she dicho softly, “What about the…”
Luke smiled, “It’s a girl Peyton, our girl.”
“A girl,” Peyton smiled to herself as Luke stepped out of the room, “a girl” she dicho softly.
Luke made his way down the hall, seeing Doctor Sturgis walking towards him.
“Dr! Hi, Peyton is asking if she can see the twins, can she? I know it has been just a few…”
“No” Sturgis dicho quickly.
“What?! Why not it would be so important to her…”
“I am sorry Mr. Scott but right now Miss Sawyer cannot see the twins, neither she nor they are ready for any visitors.”
Luke grabbed a hold of the Doctor’s arm as he rushed passed, “Please” he dicho sternly, “She just wants to see them and make sure they are ok, it would mean the world to her. I am not asking, I am pleading, just let her see them.”
Doctor Sturgis looked away in a rush, and then looked back at Luke. He could see the conviction in his eyes; he slowly grabbed his papers from Peyton’s chart hanging on the wall.
“Well, alright. It doesn’t say here she has to stay in bed, but if anyone asked tu tell them I was against this, ok?”
“I will, I promise. Thank tu so much Doctor.”
“Just make sure Miss Sawyer knows she can only see them for now, they are in too critical care to be touched o held.”
“I will thank tu so much.”
Luke composed himself before entering Peyton’s room again. He didn’t want his excitement of this moment to get her overly excited, but he couldn’t contain his joy that for the first time Peyton was going to see her twins, their twins.
“Peyton,” he quietly walked in, “the doctor dicho it was ok for tu to see them, honey. But tu have to remember they are too tiny to hold right now, ok?”
“Really!” Peyton ecstatically rose in her bed, “Luke get me that túnica, albornoz over there, and…”
“Not so fast” Luke turned to see who was stopping Peyton.
“Brooke! What are tu doing?” Luke muttered.
“What am I doing? What are tu doing? Peyton tu just got out of surgery tu can’t go roaming around the hospital,” Brooke slowly sat down siguiente to Peyton’s cama trying to guide her back to lie down.
“No, Brooke it is fine the doctor dicho I could go…”
“I don’t care. tu have to rest P. Sawyer, no”
“Brooke, she wants to go and see the twins they are…” Luke interjected holding onto Peyton’s robe.
“It’s my bebés Brooke, please.” Peyton softly brushed Brooke’s shoulder giving her a coy smile. Brooke turned away, knowing she could never say no to that face.
“Oh ok, but tu do this right. I want nurses here to put tu in that wheelchair, ok?”
“Yes, ma’am” Luke saluted Brooke with a raise of his hand.
“Knock it off jerk, I am going to get a nurse.” Brooke left the room as Peyton and Luke giggled at each other. The first moment they had felt happy in this whole ordeal.
“And don’t call me Ma’am!” Brooke peeked from behind the door, sending Luke into a spiral of laughter.
“Ok, Momma. Let’s get tu out there to see our babies,” he coyly smiled at her, raising her túnica, albornoz to her arm.
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Luke slowly pushed Peyton down the hall in her wheelchair, at the end she could see Haley, Brooke and Nathan standing there waiting for them.
“Hey guys,” she dicho quietly, “waiting for me?”
“Oh Peyton, we feel like we haven’t seen tu in months,” Haley carefully hugged her around the neck. “You gave us a couple of scares, girl.”
“I know, I am sorry,” Peyton kindly looked up at Haley, as she caressed Luke’s hand.
“So, have tu guys seen our handsome clan?” Peyton playfully interjected.
“Oh yeah, nice work P. Sawyer. Definitely.” Brooke smirked as she gingerly hugged Peyton.
“Well then, everyone has but me…come on Luke get to it,” Peyton squeezed Luke’s hand has he smiled and kissed her forehead, leading her and the rest down the hall to the prenatal unit.
Peyton could feel her nerves getting the best of her. She had felt such a bond with her twins from the first heartbeat she had heard, she had loved them from the first moment. She thought it strange she was feeling so anxious to meet her own children because she always knew them.
From the very moment she found out she was pregnant, she felt the bond that no one person could ever destroy. As the she wheeled closer to the window she felt her corazón beating faster, she slowly looked up at Luke for reassurance.
Luke looked down at her, giving her an all knowing smile. He knew how nervous she was, she had gone through so much these past few days. He wanted so much to take the time back. To make everything right for her again, but he knew that just por doing this one small deed for Peyton, letting her see their children, was the best way he could think of to repay her for all the malice she had endured.
He slowly parked the wheelchair in front of the mess window, watching Peyton as she gazed in at her children. He couldn’t help but see the joy in her eyes, and fall in amor with her all over again.
Peyton looked in, the nervousness she felt before simply melted away at the sight before her. Her babies, their bebés were ok and sleeping in front of her. Her little boy and her girl. She felt her corazón fill with so much pride, as slowly the door opened to the unit.
“Would tu like to come in Mrs. Scott?” the nurse gestured for Luke to wheel Peyton inside.
“Are tu sure?” Luke dicho reluctantly.
“Yes, yes it is alright we have them tightly secured in the incubators. tu two just have to put some scrubs on, ok?”
“Sure of course!” Peyton chimed in, she wasn’t about to miss a moment of being even closer to her children.
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Luke pushed Peyton’s wheelchair inside the nursery both of them covered head to toe in scrubs, masked attached to their faces. Peyton gestured for Luke to wheel her towards the baby boy; Luke smiled under his mask as he was finally seeing them both close up, together.
“Luke,” Peyton mumbled, “we have to pick names for them.”
Luke looked concerned as Peyton stared in between her two newborns in their incubators. She wanted so badly to touch them, but she knew it was best to just follow orders.
Luke couldn’t help but feel worried that Peyton was getting her hopes up too high; he didn’t want to tell her they couldn’t name their children yet. He didn’t want to tell her it might be too soon, and that he was waiting on every hora that they were just ok, and healthy. He didn’t have the corazón to tell her it might be too soon, just too soon to get emotionally attached.
Peyton looked down at the two tiny figures that were made por her love, her amor with Luke. She felt her face beam with pride that they were ok and well and seeing them breathing in and out, slowly faintly was enough to jolt her system into an immediate joy overload.
She carefully raised her hand to press a finger to the outside of her little girl’s incubator bubble. She could see her little fingers, and her toes wiggle underneath her thin blanket. At that moment she knew nothing else in her life would matter more, bring her más happiness than this.
Luke carefully pressed his hand on Peyton’s shoulder leaning down to kiss her on the forehead he crouched down beside her wheelchair. Peyton wrapped her arms around Luke’s shoulder as they both stared into their future, as parents.
*Will time tell whether the twins will be ok? o will tu tell me what tu think? I won’t know until tu tell me. Write me a note, let me know.*
Chapter 25
“Nurse, Nurse” Luke screamed out of the door, “Please come quick, my wife is having labor pains!” Luke scrambled to Peyton’s side again as he could see her face contorted in grief.
“Oh god, Luke no it is too soon, we can’t have them now it is too soon!” Peyton pleaded clutching onto his shirt.
“I know honey, but just be calm everything is going to be alright. Nothing is going to happen to our babies” Luke brushed Peyton’s face with his hand, quickly being pushed aside as nurse rushed to check her fetal corazón monitor.
“Oh dear,” the nurse looked at Luke and quickly rushed to get the doctor.
“What’s going on Luke! Where is she going?” Peyton screamed in agony.
Luke rushed to her side again, slowly rubbing her back, “It’s going to be ok, Peyton. I promise,” he cooed trying to stay her mind as well as his.
“Oh god! Owww,” she gripped a hold of the gurney shaking it as it swayed to the side.
Luke looked around as a swarm of nurses and staff surrounded Peyton’s hospital bed.
“Sir, we need some time alone with Ms Sawyer, please!” The doctor instructed for Luke to wait outside. “No please I have to be here with her she is only 6 ½ months pregnant please!” Luke pleaded as they slowly shut the door in his face.
Luke raised his hand to the door and rested his head against it as he could feel his body getting numb to the situation, listening to Peyton’s anguishing screams through the glass wall.
He looked in through the ICU window and could barely make out Peyton through the crowd of staff that huddled around her. He slowly turned from the window, feeling the weight of the situation come over him. He slid down the cool wall, and landed plainly on the floor, burrowing his head in his hands.
After all this time, he had waited for Peyton to be ok and to wake up and he had never giving a thought to how the bebés were going to be. He had slipped his mind how important this moment was, and how much it would kill Peyton if she was to lose their children. He felt the weight of his guilt and remorse land on his shoulders. Sitting there listening to what could be the last fatal screams of his children’s lives.
Suddenly the door swung open, revealing the many nurses and doctors wheeling Peyton’s gurney into the hall. Luke rose to his feet seeing Peyton lying there, he grabbed at her hand as she twisted to look at him.
“Where are tu taking her?” he shouted.
“To emergency surgery, Mr. Scott she is critical condition, if we don’t do this both her and your children could die,” the doctor quickly flew through the hall as Luke lost grip of Peyton’s hand. He stood there motionless at the situation, as a nurse led him to the changing room to get him ready to be in the delivery room.
Luke was numb; he could feel Peyton’s pain like a cuchillo through his heart. He slowly got his hand through the surgical scrub, as he looked down he could see his hand was covered in dark blood. The same hand that was holding onto Peyton just moments ago.
“Oh god no” he mumbled under his breath.
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“Mr. Scott?” the nurse rang out as Luke stood frozen in the changing room.
“Uh yeah, what?” Luke broke out of his haze of confusion.
“They are ready for tu now, tu can go in”
“Luke!” Peyton cried, breaking Luke out into a run to her side, he reached out and grabbed her hand.
“I am right here Peyton, you’re gonna be ok, our bebés are going to be ok.” He softly stroked her hair back as he looked at her panic stricken face. He knew she was going to be ok, but he wasn’t sure how she would handle their children being born too soon.
“It’s not time, it’s too soon. Please tell them to stop, they can’t do this, I will be ok…Luke please” Peyton whispered a plea to Luke, trying desperately to convince everyone to stop what they were doing.
“Peyton, they have to…”
“No, it’s too soon. They can’t” she pleaded through her tears, “please”
Luke looked over as one doctor ran over to a nurses waiting station with a small bundle in his hands. Quickly trying to attach an air line to the small blond body of his first born child. Luke smiled to himself, but couldn’t help but wonder how the whole situation was going to turn out.
He wanted desperately to see his children, the children he eagerly awaited just months hace with the one great amor of his life. But at the same time he didn’t want to get his hopes up only to have to tell Peyton if a dire situation would occur.
Luke looked back at Peyton and could see she had no idea what was going on because of a massive surgical sheet blocking her view. He slowly just pushed her hair back from her forehead.
The doctor rushed another baby to a waiting nurses table, Luke could see their faces as their panic set in. He tried desperately not to look over at the scene, as to not alarm Peyton but he couldn’t help staring. The infant was a strange color blue, and they looked at each other in concern as they tried to get the child to breath.
The doctor quickly looked back at Luke, as their eyes met, Luke knew something wasn’t right. The doctor quickly rushed the baby out of the room, down the hall in an incubator.
Luke turned his attention back to Peyton as he could see her eyes slowly closing; he looked around as a nurse came up beside him.
“We gave her a sedative to deal with the pain; she will be ok Mr. Scott” the nurse brushed Luke’s shoulder as she walked by, making her way to close the incision on Peyton’s stomach.
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Luke woke from a haze, sitting in the hospital chair. He immediately looked around for Peyton as if it had all been a nightmare he was going to wake up and find her fine and well. He saw her lying on her bed, with her hands to her sides still sleeping. He quietly made his way over to her, and saw it was indeed not a dream as his eyes were drawn to her concaved stomach.
“Oh Peyton,” he whispered, “What did they do to you? What did I do to you?”
He slowly hung his head near her bed, as Nathan walked in.
“Hey man?” he whispered, “is she ok?”
“Hey, yeah they dicho Peyton would be fine. I just don’t know.”
“Hey come with me, ok?” Nathan gestured for Luke to follow him into the hall.
“I don’t want to leave her Nate”
“Please, Luke just come down the hall”
Luke got up from his chair as he kissed Peyton’s hand before he left. Nathan guided Luke down the hall without a sound and as he turned the corner Luke could see what Nathan was trying to mostrar him.
“Look Luke, they are right there.”
Luke looked at the sight before him. He adjusted his eyes, and through the mess windows he could see two tiny boxes, with two of the smallest bebés in them. Their movements small, as their chests moved in and out with each tiny breath.
“See man, I told tu they were fighters. Just like their Momma” Nathan grabbed a hold of Luke’s weak shoulder, as Luke turned to him with tears in his eyes.
Luke finally felt some relief in this dark nightmare as he stared at his children through the glass; he just didn’t know how long his relief would last.
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Chapter 26
“Lucas, Lucas wake up” Luke opened his eyes slowly only to see Haley standing before him, “Hey Hales, what is it?”
“You fell asleep in the chair again, Peyton has been asking for you.”
“She has! Oh ok” Luke stumbled to his feet and walked briskly from the waiting room lobby to Peyton’s hospital room.
He had been groggy the last few hours only because of the stress of the entire situation had finally caught up with him. He carefully opened Peyton’s door in case, like him, she had fallen asleep again.
“Peyton?” he whispered entering the room.
“Luke,” Peyton’s voice was faded and low, she looked toward him with concern in her eyes.
“Hey, honey. tu ok?”
“Yeah, I am fine,” she dicho lowly, “But Luke the doctors won’t tell me what happened with the babies; they dicho it was too soon to tell. I have to know and …”
“Shh, it’s ok Peyton. The bebés are fine. I just saw them before I came in here.”
“You did?” Peyton sat up gleefully in her bed, “Are they ok? Are they scared? Can I see them? Luke.”
“Peyton, they are fine. Fighters just like their Mom, we had a little scare with our little boy but he is ok now,” Luke stopped as he saw the expression on Peyton’s face at the mention of their baby boy.
“Boy? Luke, oh Luke…” Peyton smirked as a tear rolled down her face, at the mention of her son.
Luke smirked and bowed his head, “Yes, our boy Peyton. Our boy.”
“Can I see them? I want to see them Luke”
“Honey, it is too soon. tu just got out of surgery, tu can’t…”
“Luke, I have to I have to,” Peyton looked intensely at Luke, and he knew then there was no persuading her from her determination.
“I’ll we see what the doctors say, but I am not promising anything, ok? I want tu well, tu scared me too many times this week,” Luke slowly got up and made his way to the door, stopping to look back at Peyton seeing her beam with joy for the first time in this dark nightmare. Peyton turned to him and smiled back, “Hey you,” she dicho softly, “What about the…”
Luke smiled, “It’s a girl Peyton, our girl.”
“A girl,” Peyton smiled to herself as Luke stepped out of the room, “a girl” she dicho softly.
Luke made his way down the hall, seeing Doctor Sturgis walking towards him.
“Dr! Hi, Peyton is asking if she can see the twins, can she? I know it has been just a few…”
“No” Sturgis dicho quickly.
“What?! Why not it would be so important to her…”
“I am sorry Mr. Scott but right now Miss Sawyer cannot see the twins, neither she nor they are ready for any visitors.”
Luke grabbed a hold of the Doctor’s arm as he rushed passed, “Please” he dicho sternly, “She just wants to see them and make sure they are ok, it would mean the world to her. I am not asking, I am pleading, just let her see them.”
Doctor Sturgis looked away in a rush, and then looked back at Luke. He could see the conviction in his eyes; he slowly grabbed his papers from Peyton’s chart hanging on the wall.
“Well, alright. It doesn’t say here she has to stay in bed, but if anyone asked tu tell them I was against this, ok?”
“I will, I promise. Thank tu so much Doctor.”
“Just make sure Miss Sawyer knows she can only see them for now, they are in too critical care to be touched o held.”
“I will thank tu so much.”
Luke composed himself before entering Peyton’s room again. He didn’t want his excitement of this moment to get her overly excited, but he couldn’t contain his joy that for the first time Peyton was going to see her twins, their twins.
“Peyton,” he quietly walked in, “the doctor dicho it was ok for tu to see them, honey. But tu have to remember they are too tiny to hold right now, ok?”
“Really!” Peyton ecstatically rose in her bed, “Luke get me that túnica, albornoz over there, and…”
“Not so fast” Luke turned to see who was stopping Peyton.
“Brooke! What are tu doing?” Luke muttered.
“What am I doing? What are tu doing? Peyton tu just got out of surgery tu can’t go roaming around the hospital,” Brooke slowly sat down siguiente to Peyton’s cama trying to guide her back to lie down.
“No, Brooke it is fine the doctor dicho I could go…”
“I don’t care. tu have to rest P. Sawyer, no”
“Brooke, she wants to go and see the twins they are…” Luke interjected holding onto Peyton’s robe.
“It’s my bebés Brooke, please.” Peyton softly brushed Brooke’s shoulder giving her a coy smile. Brooke turned away, knowing she could never say no to that face.
“Oh ok, but tu do this right. I want nurses here to put tu in that wheelchair, ok?”
“Yes, ma’am” Luke saluted Brooke with a raise of his hand.
“Knock it off jerk, I am going to get a nurse.” Brooke left the room as Peyton and Luke giggled at each other. The first moment they had felt happy in this whole ordeal.
“And don’t call me Ma’am!” Brooke peeked from behind the door, sending Luke into a spiral of laughter.
“Ok, Momma. Let’s get tu out there to see our babies,” he coyly smiled at her, raising her túnica, albornoz to her arm.
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Luke slowly pushed Peyton down the hall in her wheelchair, at the end she could see Haley, Brooke and Nathan standing there waiting for them.
“Hey guys,” she dicho quietly, “waiting for me?”
“Oh Peyton, we feel like we haven’t seen tu in months,” Haley carefully hugged her around the neck. “You gave us a couple of scares, girl.”
“I know, I am sorry,” Peyton kindly looked up at Haley, as she caressed Luke’s hand.
“So, have tu guys seen our handsome clan?” Peyton playfully interjected.
“Oh yeah, nice work P. Sawyer. Definitely.” Brooke smirked as she gingerly hugged Peyton.
“Well then, everyone has but me…come on Luke get to it,” Peyton squeezed Luke’s hand has he smiled and kissed her forehead, leading her and the rest down the hall to the prenatal unit.
Peyton could feel her nerves getting the best of her. She had felt such a bond with her twins from the first heartbeat she had heard, she had loved them from the first moment. She thought it strange she was feeling so anxious to meet her own children because she always knew them.
From the very moment she found out she was pregnant, she felt the bond that no one person could ever destroy. As the she wheeled closer to the window she felt her corazón beating faster, she slowly looked up at Luke for reassurance.
Luke looked down at her, giving her an all knowing smile. He knew how nervous she was, she had gone through so much these past few days. He wanted so much to take the time back. To make everything right for her again, but he knew that just por doing this one small deed for Peyton, letting her see their children, was the best way he could think of to repay her for all the malice she had endured.
He slowly parked the wheelchair in front of the mess window, watching Peyton as she gazed in at her children. He couldn’t help but see the joy in her eyes, and fall in amor with her all over again.
Peyton looked in, the nervousness she felt before simply melted away at the sight before her. Her babies, their bebés were ok and sleeping in front of her. Her little boy and her girl. She felt her corazón fill with so much pride, as slowly the door opened to the unit.
“Would tu like to come in Mrs. Scott?” the nurse gestured for Luke to wheel Peyton inside.
“Are tu sure?” Luke dicho reluctantly.
“Yes, yes it is alright we have them tightly secured in the incubators. tu two just have to put some scrubs on, ok?”
“Sure of course!” Peyton chimed in, she wasn’t about to miss a moment of being even closer to her children.
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Luke pushed Peyton’s wheelchair inside the nursery both of them covered head to toe in scrubs, masked attached to their faces. Peyton gestured for Luke to wheel her towards the baby boy; Luke smiled under his mask as he was finally seeing them both close up, together.
“Luke,” Peyton mumbled, “we have to pick names for them.”
Luke looked concerned as Peyton stared in between her two newborns in their incubators. She wanted so badly to touch them, but she knew it was best to just follow orders.
Luke couldn’t help but feel worried that Peyton was getting her hopes up too high; he didn’t want to tell her they couldn’t name their children yet. He didn’t want to tell her it might be too soon, and that he was waiting on every hora that they were just ok, and healthy. He didn’t have the corazón to tell her it might be too soon, just too soon to get emotionally attached.
Peyton looked down at the two tiny figures that were made por her love, her amor with Luke. She felt her face beam with pride that they were ok and well and seeing them breathing in and out, slowly faintly was enough to jolt her system into an immediate joy overload.
She carefully raised her hand to press a finger to the outside of her little girl’s incubator bubble. She could see her little fingers, and her toes wiggle underneath her thin blanket. At that moment she knew nothing else in her life would matter more, bring her más happiness than this.
Luke carefully pressed his hand on Peyton’s shoulder leaning down to kiss her on the forehead he crouched down beside her wheelchair. Peyton wrapped her arms around Luke’s shoulder as they both stared into their future, as parents.
*Will time tell whether the twins will be ok? o will tu tell me what tu think? I won’t know until tu tell me. Write me a note, let me know.*
So when I first started watching the mostrar I thought:
Laley
Neyton
Brooke just had to find someone, but as the mostrar went on it changed:
Brucas
Naley
And Peyton had to fend for herself, until I realized that there was a perfect guy out there for her: JAKE!!
Well that pretty much stayed the same since I had only seen the 1st and 3rd season, well I'm watching the 4th, and Brooke has broke up with Lucas, and Peyton and Lucas are really good friends, but then they start going out, and I'm not mad, I don't want to fast adelante, hacia adelante through the scences, I want to watch.
But I still amor Brucas, but I also amor Leyton, I still like Jeyton too thought.
I don't know what should I do??
Please Help!!
P.S. It's not that Brooke has Chase, cause personally I don't like Chase, but I like him better than Owen, I don't like Owen, sorry Bowen fans!!
Laley
Neyton
Brooke just had to find someone, but as the mostrar went on it changed:
Brucas
Naley
And Peyton had to fend for herself, until I realized that there was a perfect guy out there for her: JAKE!!
Well that pretty much stayed the same since I had only seen the 1st and 3rd season, well I'm watching the 4th, and Brooke has broke up with Lucas, and Peyton and Lucas are really good friends, but then they start going out, and I'm not mad, I don't want to fast adelante, hacia adelante through the scences, I want to watch.
But I still amor Brucas, but I also amor Leyton, I still like Jeyton too thought.
I don't know what should I do??
Please Help!!
P.S. It's not that Brooke has Chase, cause personally I don't like Chase, but I like him better than Owen, I don't like Owen, sorry Bowen fans!!