Our Invisible String (Complete Version)

51 (Travis Version)

"Okay well let's get you to the hospital." I told her. "Is my Mom still here? She could take Abby."

"Uh, yeah, yeah I think so." Taylor nodded.

"Alright, okay." My head was spinning at this new information, that our little girls were coming, but I tried to focus. Now, everything was about Taylor.

Moving quickly, I got Abby to my Mom and gave her a rushed explanation before taking Taylor out to the car. She fought through a few contractions as I drove her to the hospital, putting on a really brave face even though I could tell that she was in a lot of pain. I held one of her hands, letting her squeeze my fingers tightly for an outlet to her contractions.

When we got to the hospital, I held almost all of Taylor's weight to help her walk inside. She clung to me, her lips pressed into a thin like. I half carried her over to the desk, quickly telling the nurse that she was in labour. They had a private room available and quickly got us a wheelchair, and I helped Taylor into it. She stifled a groan as she sat down, and I followed a nurse up to the private room.

"Your doctor will be here soon." The nurse told us as we walked in. "In the meantime, there's a gown for her to wear if she'd like."

"Thank you." I nodded, and the nurse closed the door. "How you doing princess?" I asked.

"Fantastic." Taylor sighed. "Like two little babies are fighting about who gets to come out first."

"Well I'm proud of you." I rubbed her shoulder and she managed a small smile. "You are so strong, and I know you'll crush this."

"Let's hope so." She nodded. "Help me change?"

I took both of her hands, lifting her up. It took us a few minutes to work her clothes off, but once I had her changed into the pale blue hospital gown and had tied it over her chest, I helped Taylor up onto the bed. She lay back with a sigh of relief, rubbing her swollen stomach. I fussed over her, trying to make sure she was comfortable, happy, feeling okay.

"Travis, Travis, chill!" Taylor laughed after a minute. "You need to relax."

"I'm sorry I'm just freaking out." I sighed, sitting down in the chair next to her bed and holding her hands. "I can't believe this is happening right now."

"Travis, baby." Taylor giggled, taking one of her hands out of mine and placing it on my jaw. "I know this is a lot, but you need to take a breath. There's about to be two babies coming out of me, and we might be here a while. Now I've done this before, so let me tell you how this is going to go, okay?" I nodded, and she rubbed her thumb over my cheek. "I don't want an epidural or anything like that. I want to tie my hair back and keep it out of the way, and I want to get a cold cloth or something because it gets so hot trying to push babies out. I should eat something before my contractions get too close so I have enough energy, and all you need to do is keep me going and help me push by holding me up."

"I can do that." I murmured. "I can go get you some food now. What do you want?"

Taylor reeled off a few things she felt like she could eat, assuring me that she'd be fine by herself while I went off. I kissed her lightly and quickly went out to a nearby McDonalds, getting a few extra things just in case she wanted to eat again later. When I got back, Taylor was delighted at the food I'd got, and I got her to sit forwards as she ate. Taking her hair tie, I weaved her hair back into a plait before locating the cloths in the room for when she wanted something cold on the back of her neck.

"God this is so good." Taylor sighed. "Food is always so much better when you're in labour, I don't know why." I laughed and she smiled at me, stuffing a few more fries in her mouth.

"You're so cute." I whispered.

"Travis I am almost nine months pregnant, in labour, wearing a hospital gown and eating as much food as I can." Taylor told me. "You do not have to lie to me."

"I'm not." I shrugged. "You are. You're cute, and you're strong, and I love you. I'll do whatever you need to get you through this."

"Okay, well I do need you to do one thing."

"Anything."

"Baby names." She said. "I know we've narrowed it down to two for each of them, but I love them so much and I can't pick. I want you to choose."

"Really?" I whispered, and she nodded.

I smiled, resting my hand on her leg. That meant the whole world and more. We'd been discussing baby names for months, narrowing it down further and further, but for both babies we were still stuck between two. I immediately knew which ones I thought would fit better, and I placed my hand on Taylor's stomach.

"Baby A." I whispered.

"Actually, she's over here." Taylor shifted my hand to the other side.

"Oh." I smiling bashfully. "I still don't understand how you can tell them apart already." Taylor shrugged, placing a nugget in her mouth. "Anyway, baby A." I whispered. "Evie."

"Evie Kelce." Taylor said slowly. "Yeah." A smile spread across her face. "Yeah I like that more than the other option. And what about baby B?" She helped me to move my hand to the other side of her stomach.

"Belle." I murmured, and she smiled even wider, nodding. "Yeah?"

"Yeah." Taylor abandoned her foot, leaning in to kiss me lightly. "Evie and Belle Kelce. I really love those Travis. They're perfect." Then she gasped, doubling over. "Ow." She whimpered.

"I got you princess." I assured her, putting an arm around her back. Taylor breathed heavily as she fought through the contraction, and then the door opened.

"Hey, how's my favourite Kelce clients?" Doctor Isla walked in, closing the door behind her.

"Excellent." Taylor sighed as she leaned back. "Feels like there's a little party up there."

Isla laughed, starting to ask Taylor a few questions, which she answered easily. I sat back to get out of the way as she checked how dilated Taylor was and talk through how she wanted this to go. Taylor was sure of what she wanted, and Isla seemed impressed by how on top of it she was. She left us alone for a while since Taylor was only three centimetres, telling us she'd be back later.

"Okay I'm done for now." Taylor sighed. "Can you put the food aside for later?"

"Sure princess." I murmured, gathering up the rubbish and throwing it out before putting everything she hadn't eaten into one bag. Taylor sighed, leaning back as she rubbed at her stomach. "God I can't believe you didn't tell me your water broke." I sighed at her as I sat back down. "Did you tell anyone?"

No." Taylor smiled bashfully. "I just went to the bathroom a lot, tried to breathe through it. It wasn't that bad."

"You are insane." I shook my head at her. "Next time I want you to tell me anything that happens as soon as it actually happens, okay?"

"Whoah, calm down big boy." Taylor laughed. "Let's get these two out and then we can talk about next time." I laughed too, shaking my head as she grinned at me.