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The Life and Times Of Quil

A series of one-shots about Quil's [AKA the best werewolf ever's] life. thelifeandtimesofquilbanner.jpg image by gymnastbritt

Don't we all love Quil? *sigh* He's amazing...

6. Baby spice =]

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Emily was nine months pregnant, and damn, she was huge! I mean, I had seen other people be pregnant, but nobody was nearly as ginormous as Emily was. I told her that a lot, too.

Brady, Claire and I were hanging around the house one day. Sam and Emily were in their room. No more information is needed. Brady and I were eating some pizza, watching Claire draw in her Minnie Mouse coloring book. When were we not eating?

Sam burst into the kitchen. “Grab Claire, we’ve got to go!” I jumped up and scooped Claire up.

“What? What’s going on?” Brady asked.

“Emily! She’s having her baby!” Sam cried, obviously freaked. I knew that the baby was a girl; Bella had told me a few months ago that Alice had seen. Let me say, that was the hardest secret I’ve ever kept.

Brady and I ran out to Sam’s car and opened the back door just in time for Sam to push Emily in. I set Claire down next to the huge pregnant woman. Sam sped off, leaving Brady and I to run. We quickly stripped and tied our clothes to our legs. Once we phased, we called out to the others.

No way!! Jake said. Come on, guys, go to the hospital!

We all sped off. We met up about 5 minutes later, in front of La Push Hospital. Original name, huh? I didn’t see Jared in the crowd we made. “Where’s Jared?” I asked Jake.

“He’s coming. He was busy.”

I think we scared the receptionist in the waiting room. “Excuse me, may I help you?” She asked us in a trembling voice.

I had to admit, we did look kind of scary, seven hulking men and once woman much more muscular than normal.

“We’re here to see the Uley’s! Emily Uley is having a baby!” I told her excitedly.

“I’m sorry, young man, but only family is allowed in there right now.”

I had a stroke of brilliance. “He,” I pointed at Jake, “and I are Sam’s brothers. Can we go in?” Everyone else glared at me, due to the fact that they wanted to go in too.

“Well,” she sighed, “I suppose. Room 106, down the hall and to your left,”

Jake and I rushed off down the hall. “That, my friend, was genius. I don’t think Embry will be too happy with you, though.” I laughed.

We reached the room and flew inside. Claire was sitting in a chair off to the side of the room, looking confused. I sat down next to her and held her hand. Jake went next to Sam.

“We’re all here, man.”

Sam nodded his face full of fear. We all knew how much he loved Emily, and it literally killed him to see her in pain.

You know how people say birth is a beautiful thing? It’s not. It’s far from it. It’s nasty, bloody, gross, and loud. Emily was screaming and all, and then this creepy, wrinkly little thing was screaming too. Claire grimaced and hid her face in my shoulder. And then, it was quiet.

“Well, I’m pleased to say that you have a healthy little daughter here, ma’am.” The doctor said, handing the little bundle of blankets to Emily, who was sweaty and tired looking. She held out her arms and cradled it gently.

“What do you want to name her?” She softly asked Sam. He thought for a moment.

”Bianca,” He said simply, smiling. Emily smiled too. “She looks beautiful.”

Jake and I gaped at him. How could Sam call that creature beautiful? It must be an acquired look, I guessed.

Jake and I could tell it was time to leave when Sam and Emily started kissing and cooing at the baby. We took Claire’s hands and exited the room and went back to the waiting room.

We were bombarded with questions. “Is Emily okay?” “Boy or girl?” “What’s it look like?” “What’d they name it?” “AHHH WHATS GOING ON?” The last one came from Jared, who had just been told to get to the hospital as soon as he could.

“Calm down!! Jeez, guys. Jake, you’d better tell them about that little thing Emily calls a baby.” I shuddered. It didn’t even have any hair for goodness sake.

As Jake launched into a full explanation, I looked at Claire. Was it possible that she was once a hideous little lump of skin and screams? If so, then I was sure Bianca would look much better soon.

Claire caught me looking. “Why was it so…shriveled? I thought babies were cute! They are on TV.”

I laughed. “Because TV lies. Babies are, in fact, evil little monsters, and for the first months of its life, all it does is poop, and eat, and sleep, and cry.” I explained to her. She nodded.

“It’s a good thing I wasn’t ever like that. Because I was beautiful from the day you saw me, right?” She asked.

I looked at her seriously. “Yeah, but I’m not guaranteeing that you were gorgeous before that. You were probably a whiny, crying, pooping little thing too.”