Chapter 40
Tris' POV:
As they roll my bed down the hallway to the operating room, I clutch Tobias' hand and cry silently. Tobias rubs my palm gently with his thumb.
"Don't cry Tris, it's gonna be ok," he whispers.
"You don't know that."
"I do know that. Trust me."
The nurses roll me into the room, and I'm greeted by my doctor.
"Hey Tris! Are you ready?" She asks.
I shake my head.
"I'm sorry Tris," she says sympathetically,"but this is how it has to happen."
They set up a curtain between my chest and the beginning of my bump, just like last time. I cry harder. This is bringing back to many memories.
"Tris, what's wrong?" Tobias asks.
"I-I don't want to remember--"
"Then close your eyes Tris. Or look at me. You can look at me the whole time, ok?" He kisses my lips gently.
"Ok."
I'm starting to feel numb all over, as eventually I can no longer feel my stomach area.
"Tobias," I whisper. I don't want to reveal his name on accident.
"Yes?"
"I-I can't feel my stomach."
"That's good. That means you won't feel anything," he whispers. I nod.
"Alright Tris, we're ready when you are," the doctor says from behind the curtain.
I take a deep breath as tears roll down my cheeks.
"Are you ready Tris?" Tobias asks.
"Yeah."
"Ok, we'll get started."
I feel no pain, but I do feel the pressure of tools on my skin.
"Tobias I'm scared," I say, panicked.
"Look at me Tris. Look at me the whole time, ok?"
I look up into the deep blue eyes I fell in love with so long ago, and instantly feel calmer. Soon, I feel the tugging and pulling of my skin, but still no pain.
This is scaring me more and more.
"Tobias," I whisper desperately.
"Tris, you're ok. You're ok, I love you." He moves the hair from my face, and kisses my head. When I look at him he has a pained look in his eyes.
"What's wrong?" I ask.
"I don't like seeing you like this Tris. Scared."
I squeeze his hand.
"I love you," I say.
"I love you too. So much."
There are a few more minutes of Tobias and I whispering to each other, and some more tugging and pulling before we hear a shrill cry.
"It's the boy!" The doctor announces.
My face lights up. My boy. He's crying. He's ok. Tears stream out of my eyes as I look at Tobias.
"Tris, can I--"
"Go," I tell him.
He leaves my side to see our son. About a minute later he comes back by my side with tears in his eyes.
"He's beautiful Tris," he tells me, kissing me passionately. Another cry breaks us apart.
"And here's your girl!"
She's crying too, and I join her. Both my babies are ok.
Tobias leaves and comes back a few minutes later while the doctors stitch me up.
"She's perfect Tris. They're both so beautiful," he says, crying a bit. "I love you so much."
"I love you too. Thank you for making me a mommy again," I cry.
"Thank you for carrying my children and making me a daddy again," he hugs me gently, then kisses me softly.
I feel them starting to pull my skin back together again, and ask Tobias, "When can I see them?"
"As soon as they're finished with you," he answers, smiling.
"They're healthy?" I ask, making sure.
"Yes Tris. Very healthy."
I smile.
"I love you," I tell him again after a few minutes.
"I love you too Tris."
"Four?" A nurse calls.
"Yes?" He answers.
"Do you want to carry your babies to their mommy? We're all done."
"Umm, c-can you just bring them to her please?" He answers hesitantly.
"Sure..."
A moment later I get a glimpse of a blue blanket. My baby boy.
The nurse hands him to me and start to cry.
"Oh, Tobias, he looks just like you," I tell him, beaming.
"He does look like me doesn't he?" Tobias asks, smiling.
A minute later I'm handed my baby girl.
"Aww, Tailynn," I coo.
"Tris, she looks like you. She's beautiful." Tobias says.
I smile.
I'm holding both of my children in my arms. My healthy children.
The nurses start rolling my bed back to my original room. Once we get there, the nurses tell me where everything is, including two clear, open container looking things are for the babies to sleep in.
When they leave, I yawn.
"Tobias?"
"Yeah Tris?" He asks.
"Could you take them to their crib things?" I yawn again.
He's silent for a few seconds before stuttering, "Uh-um... I'll just--I'll just bring the beds to you."
He walks over to the cribs and rolls them to my bed.
"Umm...ok, here's Trevor," I gesture for him to pick up our son.
"Tris..."
"Tobias, can you just put him in his bed please?" I ask, getting moody.
"Tris, I can't. I can't do it," he whispers.
"Why? Tobias seriously--" then it hits me. Last time he held a child--well, our child--he died in his arms. "Oh, Tobias," I say sadly. "We already agreed that it wasn't your fault. It would've happened anyway."
"Tris," he tears up, "I can't. I can't let it happen again. I wouldn't be able to live with myself."
I sigh. "Can you help me sit up then?"
He walks to my bed side and puts a hand on my back, gently pushing me up.
I suck in a sharp breath.
"I'm sorry Tris," he apologizes.
I put Trevor in his bed, then Tailynn.
"Sleep," he tells me.
"Ok," I say, shutting my eyes.
"I love you Tris."
"Love you too."
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YAYYYYY THEY'RE ALIVEEEE!!!! 😂😂😂
Yeah did you really think I'd kill them after what happened with Trace? 😂 I'm not that cruel. And they deserve a family!
Yeah.
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Be brave. <4