'Okay, breathe Ellie.
You can do this' Ellise thought as she stifled another scream. She'd woken up from a nap, only to find her sweatpants wet. The babies were coming and she was so scared. The contractions were increasing and it hurt so bad.
"Oh God, I can't even walk" she muttered, picking up her phone to call her husband. She bit her lower lip, her eyes glassy. When she dialled his number, he picked the call.
"Ellie?"
"Dre...oh thank God. I think the babies are coming" she croaked, sniffling weakly.
"Oh shit" Dre cursed under his breath. "It hurts, Dre" she whispered.
"Keep breathing, honey. I'll be right there in a few minutes. You can do this" he said and she nodded frantically, placing a hand on her stomach.
"Please, keep talking to me. I'm... scared" she whispered.
"I'm right here, baby. You're going to be a wonderful mother. You're going to make me a proud father. You're okay. You're doing great" he said.
She nodded, taking deep breaths.
"I love you, Dre" she rasped.
"I love you too, Ellie. I love you"
She could hear him drive into the driveway. Soon, she could hear his footsteps. The door opened and he rushed in, eyes wide and frantic. He rushed to her and scooped her up in his arms, taking her to his car without hesitation. He drove off immediately.
Dre was practically yelling at the nurses to help his wife. He was nervous just as much as she was. It made her smile through the pain. After getting admitted into the hospital, Ellise had to go through a C-section.
"You're going to be okay, Ellie. You can do this" Dre whispered, squeezing her hand gently just as she was wheeled into the surgical room.
...
Dre paced back and forth repeatedly, his heart thudding madly. He was so terrified, yet anxious. He was feeling too many things at once. Positive thoughts arose but soon, negative thoughts appeared.
What if Ellie doesn't make it out of surgery?
What if something happens to the babies?
He gripped his hair tightly, frustration tensing up his muscles. He'd discarded his suit jacket, a few buttons of his shirt was undone. He couldn't even sit down. He was restless mess.
A huge mess.
It felt like ages before a nurse suddenly stepped out of the surgery room, wearing a smile on her face. A doctor stepped out too with a hint of a smile on his face.
"H-how is she? What about the babies?" Dre asked.
"She's fine. The surgery went well. The babies are healthy. Your wife is just resting" he said and Dre heaved a sigh of relief.
"Thank you" he breathed.
"You're welcome, even though you shouldn't be thanking me. It's my job"
Dre smiled and the doctor patted his shoulder.
He couldn't wipe the huge grin off his face. Ellie was okay. Now, he wasn't just a mafia boss. He was a father.
A father of three.
He felt great.
....
Ellise found Dre sitting by her side when she awoke. He pressed a kiss to her forehead, gently stroking her hair.
"Our babies.... where are they?" She croaked.
The door opened and three nurses walked in, carrying three babies wrapped with white baby blankets. Tears filled her eyes as she sat up slowly. Dre carried their daughter while Ellise took their sons. "Oh my God" Dre whispered, his voice shaky.
Ellise looked at him, her heart fluttering when she realized that he was crying. "Our daughter....
She's so beautiful. Gabrielle Emerald Montero" he breathed.
"She looks so much like you, Ellie but I think she's going to have my eyes" he breathed. Ellise peered down at her boys.
One of them seemed to be splitting image of his father. It was like Dre was completely carved into him. The other one was quite the similiar but he had brown eyes. "Giovanni Xavier Montero...Dre, he looks so much like you" Ellise whispered, watching her little Gio snuggling closer to her, holding his little fists to his lips.
"Jullian Adriano Montero" Dre said, peering at his second son's brown eyes.
Gabrielle closed her eyes, getting really comfortable in Dre's arms. Ellise closed her eyes, resting her head on her husband's shoulder.
"You should lie down so you won't tear the stitches" he said, stroking her hair. She heaved a sigh, laying down on the bed.
"Get some rest, I'll be right back" he said, laying their kids in a cot by the bedside.
Shortly after he'd left, Amelia walked in.
"Oh my goodness! They're so beautiful!" She squealed, gazing at Ellise children. She smiled tiredly.
"They mostly take after their father, you know? It's like he cheated you" she grinned.
Ellise laughed.
"My husband is beautiful, I've always wanted my kids to look a lot like him" Ellise shrugged.
"But, look at this cute little girl. She looks like you"
"Yeah, but I think she's going to have Dre's eyes" Ellise said, beaming proudly.
Amelia chuckled.
There was a loud bang outside the ward and she sat up, eyes wide.
'Zack, he's here. Oh no, he's here. I knew it' Ellise thought, trying not to panic.
"Amy, please take my babies with you. Keep them safe" she said.
"What? What's going on?"
"Please, you have to trust me. Please. Take them, please"
With tears filling her eyes, Amelia placing the babies in a carrier. She moved towards the door with the carrier.
"Please, go" Ellise whispered. The footsteps were getting louder.
With teary eyes Amelia glanced at her one more time before leaving. The door creaked open and a pair of black, worn boats came into view.
It was him.
The psychopath.
Ellise moved backwards but she knew she couldn't escape.
Two men grabbed her hands, preventing her from moving.
Tears blurred her vision as he took out a syringe.
"Now it's time to take back what is mine" he said, chuckling.
"You sick bastard! You will not get away with this!" Ellise yelled.
"Where are your kids?"
"I don't know"
"Where are they?!"
"I-I don't know"
"I guess we'll do it the hard way" he said, injecting her with a strange substance.
She felt woozy.
All at once, it all went black.