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Repetitions of the Future	By : gallygaskins Category: 1 through F > Ashes to Ashes Views: 1463 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
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Chapter 24 – An imminent arrival!

“It can’t be long now, Alex?” Annie asked as she helped Alex make the coffee and walked back out into the back garden where the men were sat at the patio table talking about football.

“No, thank god! I don’t remember it being this hard before but then I was only 21.” She moaned as she took her seat on the bench next to Gene, he put out his hand to steady her and brushed her now much longer hair behind her ear. She smiled at him, he always managed to make her feel so good about herself even when he didn’t realise he was doing it. “I’m already 5 days overdue, I don’t want to be like I was with Molly, and the doctors had to induce my labour with her!”

“I’m sure everythin’ will be fine, what is that you’re drinkin’ anyway.”

“Raspberry leaf tea, it’s supposed to make the birth easier. A few of my friends drank it and they said it helped them. Mind you, just to get the faint twinge of a contraction would be bloody good right now.”

“Ladies, please, we’re talkin’ ‘bout football ‘ere! Can’t be doin’ wit’ all this woman’s stuff!” Gene teased, knowing there would be a backlash, and he just wondered how long it would take.

“Alex, a girl I knew from work said she’d drunk that raspberry leaf tea, the doctors were amazed at how quickly she gave birth considering it was her first.” Sam said.

“Not you an’ all, now! Why would you want to talk about the finer points of labour with a girl you worked with?”

“Because not only was she one of my staff and I’d always considered myself to be a ‘modern’ man, but my girlfriend, Maya, and I had been discussing the issues of settling down and having children of our own at the time. I just felt that it was good to find out about these things so that I could give advice and assistance if it were needed! It’s the least you can do for your expectant partner, isn’t it?”

‘I knew I was going to get a mouthful but not from that direction!’ He thought. “I’ll have you know, Tyler, that it just so ‘appens that I have been doin’ a bit of readin’ up.” He pulled Alex into his embrace, smiling down at her, “I’ve been doin’ me research, I’ve been to antenatal classes and I’ve even helped Alex pack her bag!”

Sam looked at Alex in complete astonishment, she nodded that Gene had, in fact, done everything that he had laid claim to. “He’s been very good actually. Much better than my ex-husband was at it, anyway. Gene’s been there every step of the way, helping me when I’ve had chronic back ache, massaging my tired, swollen ankles, talking to the baby, and even helping me to conquer my fears.”

“See!”

“Well, I am shocked and surprised,” Sam laughed, “I never thought I’d see the day the Manc Lion would do anything in his power to help his wife through the delivery of their child. Next you’ll be telling me that you’ll be changing nappies and bathing the baby.”

“Course I will! Alex can’t do everythin’ on her own, can she? ‘Specially considerin’ she’d decided to breastfeed, I’m sure that takes a lot out of a girl!” He pulled her closer, making sure that both Sam and Annie understood just how much he cared for and loved this woman. “I’m actually lookin’ forward to it.”

“You won’t be, when she’s lying in that hospital bed, screaming at you for getting her in the ‘family way’ and breaking your hand as she holds onto it!” Sam remarked.

“Oh yes I will,” Gene whispered, gently placing a kiss on his wife’s neck and holding her to him. “I don’t care what she does so long as she’s fine and there are no complications for either Alex or the baby. Truth be told, that’s the only thing that’s worryin’ me a bit, if there’s complications, but Alex ‘as assured me that the risks are lower considerin’ Molly’s birth before.”

Alex squeezed Gene’s hand in her own. “I just can’t wait for it all to start and get it over with!”

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“Is there anythin’ we can do to try and get things movin’ for you?” Gene asked as he watched Alex brush her teeth.

“Well, I’ve tried eating a curry, I’ve eaten what seemed like twenty pineapples which only aided as a laxative, there are no homeopathic remedies available locally, no one practices acupuncture in the middle of the night and I’m fed up of walking. The only thing we haven’t tried yet, because you keep wimping out on me, is sex! And I’d never thought I’d hear you say you didn’t fancy it! And I can’t work out why,” she started crying, her voice wailing and her hormones working overtime, “do you not find me attractive anymore!”

Gene grabbed her and pulled her to him, “my god, Alex, I can’t think of a time I haven’t found you more attractive. The sight of you, pregnant with my baby, well, I get horny just thinking about it. I just want to make sure that you’re ok and I don’t want to hurt the baby.”

Alex calmed down, “so you’re saying that you like seeing me pregnant? You like the fact that my belly is huge, that my breasts have swelled. What am I saying, of course you’re going to like the fact that my breasts are bigger,” she watched his eyes twinkle and his mouth grin at her remark, “you like the fact that I look like a baby elephant?” She was crying again as trudged across the landing.

Gene went to her, quickly crossing from the bathroom into the bedroom where she had escaped to. She was sat on the edge of the bed wiping at her eyes and sniffing her nose. Tenderly pulling her up from her position he moved her over to the full length mirror and soothingly smoothed her exposed skin with his hand as he stood behind her. He noticed she was looking at the floor. “Look in the mirror, Alex!” She shook her head afraid to look at what he wanted her to see. He spoke quietly, brushing her ear with his lips. “Alex, look!”

Her eyes went to his as she looked in the mirror, she could see his wanton desire as he continued to stroke her shoulders and neck. Once he knew he had her attention he removed the towel that he’d placed around his waist after his earlier shower. He wanted her to feel comfortable hoping his action would quell her fears of her ever bulging body. His hands went to the spaghetti straps of her nightdress, drawing them down from her shoulders and over her upper arms, gently tugging the nightdress down until it eventually fell at her feet. She hadn’t been visibly naked to him in such a long while, hiding her body away, believing that Gene would be repulsed by it. Far from it, he marvelled at her, daintily dancing his hands over her abdomen.

His right hand circled over her breasts, encouraging the nipples to react to his affectionate touch; he’d read that they could be extremely sore so he took care. He noticed her intent gaze on his hands, his left now reaching down to her centre and gently stroking through the hair that he found there, teasing her. “How could I not love and want this,” he growled, “you’re havin’ me baby, Alex, you’re so beautiful I don’t want to take me hands off you. I want to caress you and embrace you. I want to provoke a response from your nipples,” his right hand still circling them, “an’ I want t’ feel your smooth silky folds with my mouth and my tongue. I want t’ taste your nectar as I make you orgasm from my touch and my kisses.” His left hand had begun to move delicately around her sex, felling her core and seeking out her pleasure centre. He could feel she was beginning to succumb to his advances but he wanted more. “What do you want me to do, Alex?”

“Gene, make me … cum!” she panted.

“Your wish is my command,” he moved her back to the edge of the bed and sat her on the edge, positioning himself in front of her and performing his best moves so that she would quickly reach her goal.

Once spent she laid back on the bed expecting that to be it, she turned a little as she felt the contractions of her orgasm subside expecting Gene to take his usual position to her left but he hadn’t. “Thank you,” she muttered, “what are you doing?”

“Waitin’!”

“What for?”

“You!”

“Why?”

“Why do you think? Stage two, darlin’. I’m hung like an Arabian horse ‘ere and I need satisfyin’, woman!” He kidded with her. Alex sat back up as he gently cupped her breasts and brought her nipples back to life, he lent up and kissed her, working his way down to one hard bud and then the other, enticing them further with tender licks and hot kisses. “I read ‘bout this in one of ‘em books I’ve been readin’! I actually haven’t bothered ya ‘cause I thought you’d gone off the idea!” His mouth went to the top of her bump, tracing its route down to her belly button and licking at the concave nub that was now there. Alex had made sure that whenever Gene was around and the baby kicked he’d be the first to feel it, even at work she’d rush into his office sit in his lap, expose her belly and put his hand on the place’s that an arm or leg would protrude, so that he was able to experience his first connection with his child. He only hoped that the baby wouldn’t take the opportunity now to kick him in the head. His hands circled over her stomach, taking in its vast shape but loving it. They moved down again seeking out her core and finding out if she was ready for him, she was.

He knelt up, teasing her with the tip of his cock. “Put it in already, Gene,” she cried out impatiently, reaching one leg out behind his back and pulling him toward her. He succumbed, gently sliding himself into her as she gasped at his assault. He grabbed her hips and began helping her with her rocking as he lovingly slid himself in and out of her watching her face as she enjoyed herself.

“Are you ok, Alex?” He asked, wanting to make sure that she didn’t need anything or was in pain.

“Yes, I’m fine; in fact I’m very good. The back ache’s subsiding a bit.”

“Good, good!” He soothed as he began pumping slightly quicker. She reached for him but found that she couldn’t reach, she felt up the bed and managed to pull some pillows down to her. She propped herself up and reached for him again, this time finding him and was able to put her hands on his buttocks, telling him that she wanted more as she induced him to quicken his rhythm. He obliged, his adrenalin pumping as he began to climb the familiar path. “Are you nearly there, Alex?” She merely nodded, lost to her own mind as she too climbed toward orgasm again. He held on, waiting for her, waiting for the sign of her imminent eruption. She reached her goal, her canal clamping around him and sending him on his way finally shooting himself within her. He moved out from within her as tenderly as he could, wanting to hold her and caress her. She moved up the bed making herself comfortable as he got in beside her and pulled the covers over them both as they faced one another. His hands went to her face and her beautifully thick, long dark brown hair, combing through it as he looked into her face. “Lets ‘ope that works then, seein’ as it was the last thin’ on your list!” He smiled at her.

She giggled, “Yes, let’s hope so!”

***************

“Gene? Gene?” He cranked open his eyes to see Alex sitting up in bed, her bedside light on, and, it seemed, in a lot of pain.

He sat up and peered into her face, “you alright?” She shook her head, her face straining against something. “What’s up?”

“My back is hurting again! And I think I’ve started having contractions, well I felt some earlier but it was a false alarm. They were too irregular. These are more regular!”

“Well, ‘ow quickly are they comin’?”

“About every 8 minutes or so!”

“’Ave your water’s broken yet?”

“You really did read them books didn’t you?”

“Can’t believe you doubted I’d not do it?”

“Because I still can’t believe that you did? No, I don’t think they have yet. I need to go to the toilet though, maybe I’ll find out then!”

“Right I’m goin’ to ring the ‘ospital, anythin’ I need to know?” She shrugged her shoulders; it had been a long time since she’d given birth. “Ok, keep the bathroom door open, I’ll shout up if I need to know anythin’!” She nodded as she made her way into the room and used the facilities.

“… Their askin’ if you’ve had a discharge? Or if you’re leaking?”

“Yes and no!” Alex shouted down.

“Have you got cramps?”

“Yes!”

“How long are the contractions lasting?”

“Anywhere between 40 and 60 seconds at the moment, but they’re getting stronger!” She waited for more questions but none came, she became aware of his footfall on the stairs and waited for him to walk into the bathroom.

He stood in the doorway, handsomely naked surveying the scene that was before him. “Think the last item on your list may ‘ave done it.” He sniggered, trying to lighten the mood, “the doctor wants you at the ‘ospital as soon as possible! I’ll just get dressed!”

“Gene, wait a second,” he turned back into the room; she walked over to him and put her arms around him, nearly cracking his ribs with the force she was using. He felt a wet drop fall on his chest; he lifted her face to look into her eyes. Finally, she spoke, “I’m scared!”

“You’ve done this before, you’ll be fine!”

“I did this in 1994, Gene, not 1983. There had been many advances in medical technology in those 11 years. And, if I remember correctly, I was bloody scared then too.”

“But you’ve got an idea of what to expect, surely!”

“Yes, but that was a long time ago and when I’m in that room screaming my guts out, I’m not going to remember a bloody thing!”

“Look, Alex, I’m not goin’ to let you go through wit’ this on your own, am I? I’m goin’ t’ be there every step of the way, d’you ‘ear me. Every bloody step! And now’t wrong is goin’ t’ ‘appen, this is right, it’s meant to be, ‘ow could anythin’ go wrong!”

She nodded her head, “ok, I suppose we’d better get dressed then!”

“Yeah, come on, I’ll ‘elp you!”

When they’d finally arrived at the hospital they’d been ushered into a room and asked Alex to get undressed so that she could be examined. A doctor came in and checked her out, labour had most definitely started, and she was already dilated half-way.

She’d lain down. She’d got up. She’d sipped her raspberry leaf tea as she’d walked around the room, all the while with Gene following and helping her, speaking to her and keeping her calm. She’d definitely drawn the best straw, Gene had been amazing. “Gene?”

“Mmm?”

“Look, there’s stuff I know about from childbirth in 2007. It’s not going to have been in any of the books you’ve read and the doctors are certainly not going to let me just do what I need to when I’m actually going through the second stage of labour, so I’m going to need your support, ok?”

“Of course! If you don’t mind me askin’, what kind of stuff?”

“There are a number of positions that are easier for childbirth, standing or crouching slightly is good and so is going down onto all fours. They’re not going to like it but then I’m not going to give them the choice. I want to get out of this relatively unscathed, but I’m going to have to do it my way!” She put her arms around his waist and put her feet behind her slightly, leaning against his body.

“Is this another position?” He asked, placing his arms around her shoulders and kissing the top of her head. He felt her nod. “Don’t worry, if I need to I’ll show ‘em me warrant card. You do what you think is necessary, I’ll back you up!”

“Thanks!” She stayed in his arms for what seemed like forever and was slightly surprised when, after being checked again, her cervix was nearly dilated fully. Her contractions were closer together and lasting longer but Gene had been helping her with the pain so well, they didn’t seem as painful as they had when Molly had been born. She needed to go to the toilet and was relieved to find that her water’s had finally broken, she mentioned this to her doctor and he decided that it was time to take her down to the delivery room.

Momentarily, Gene and Alex were separated as a nurse whisked him off to get him dressed for theatre. He arrived back as quickly as he could and took her hand as they finally examined her; the baby was ready to join them. Alex, breathed as she had been taught, Gene matched her. When the mid-wife asked her to push she did exactly that, squeezing Gene’s hand as she pushed along with the contractions. She didn’t feel right and made to move off the bed.

“Alex, stay where you are!” The midwife exclaimed, “you’ll be happier on the bed!”

“No, I won’t, it isn’t natural, Gene?”

“But Alex, you must stay there, if there are complications …”

“Look, Alex ‘as said that she wants to get off the bed, if I were you I’d let ‘er, she’s not one to be argued with!”

The midwife looked at the doctor, both not sure what to do as they watched Gene help Alex from the bed and let her crouch down, leaning her weight against him. She continued pushing with the contractions, letting her body tell her when she needed to. The doctor shrugged, he’d remembered back to his recent reading’s of some medical journals that had explored the possibility of different positions for childbirth and which would be less stressful for the mother and baby. “We’ll let her do what she’s more comfortable doing!”

Gene looked to the doctor and thanked him with his smile; at least she was going to be getting her own way with this one. “Ok, Alex, green light, do what you need t’!”

She smiled at him, as she kept squeezing his hands in time with her pushing for about 15 minutes. “I think the baby may be crowning,” she said finally through her panting.

“Do you think you can get back on the bed or would you like to do something else?” The doctor asked her.

She looked up at Gene, “I’m going to go down on all fours now, support me?” He nodded, helping her into position.

The doctor joined them and checked her out again, she was right. “Yes, I can see the head, ok, Alex; just keep doing what you’ve been doing.”

Alex gave one final push as the burning sensation lit between her thighs, she looked at Gene, she knew she was close and as she smiled at him, he recognised that she was too. She began panting allowing nature and gravity to take its course and within minutes the baby’s shoulders were out and was born to the world. Alex looked over her shoulder, she knew it wasn’t quite over yet as she saw the cord being clamped, the doctor injected her quickly for the rapid removal of the placenta and within minutes it was pulled freely from her.

She asked Gene to help her turn and sit her down on the floor, he positioned himself behind her allowing her to sink back against his chest as he lent against the wall for support. He helped her to lift her legs so that the doctor was able to give her one final check as the baby was being checked over by the midwife. The doctor was pleased and allowed her to relax. Gene kissed her neck, “I knew you could do it,” he whispered. She smiled.

“It’s not quite finished yet,” she breathed, “can you just help me undo the buttons on this nightshirt.” He lent forward and pulled them open to her naval. He watched as the midwife lent down to Alex, who took their baby into her arms and pulled her left breast out for the baby to suckle on. His face was filled with amazement as he watched the newborn drink freely from its mother.

“Say hello to your new baby boy, Mr & Mrs Hunt!”

Alex lent down and kissed her son on his forehead. “Hello, little one,” she smiled. “I’m your mum! And this is your dad!”

Gene closed his arms around his family. He knew that life like this existed for some lucky people, he’d never imagined that he was destined for it, but from the moment he saw his own eyes looking back at him he realised he had been truly blessed. “Thank you, Alex!” He said, hearing the door closing after the doctor and midwife had decided to leave them on their own for a little while.

She leant back and looked into his eyes, the faintest smile on her lips as exhaustion threatened to take her into sleep. She reached up and touched his cheek with her free hand. “What for?” She asked.

“For getting shot by Layton.”

THE END
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