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It's the Final Chapter!
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Back to Your Heart
By: M&N
Chapter 3 : Fairy Tales Don't Exist
Tommy laid in a coma. Kimberly sat in the chair beside him for weeks now. A little over a month to be exact. Tommy's car was complete destroyed after the crash, letting impossible find evidences that the car was sabotaged, though Kimberly.
Kimberly woke up, to the morning sky. She moved into the bed, taking Tommy's hand as she rubbed his forehead. He looked so peaceful in this state. A sleeping angel.
I promise I would give the world
And made you feel the way I feel
"Morning, handsome. Did you sleep well again? I hope so." She bent down and kissed him. A nurse brought in some breakfast. She lifted the tray top. Kim's nose got one whiff of the food and she ran to the bathroom, where she puked. Kimberly closed the door as she came out.
"That is the third straight morning, Kimberly."
"I know, god, I don't know what it could be."
"Have you gotten tested?"
"Tested? For what?"
"Pregnancy." Kimberly gasped. "I'm guessing that is a no."
"I just haven't even thought about that...I mean, with Tommy's accident and..."
"I can help with that," theNurse said taking the tray away. The nurse went to make Kimberly a chart for some lab testing. The nurse took some blood from Kimberly. She watched as the nurse wrote on her chart.
"How long before I…"
"About a few hours. We'll get the results to you fast as possible." Nurse left her.
Tommy's parents went back to California to get in order transfer for Tommy home. They would be returning this afternoon with the final go ahead to move Tommy. The doctors think he could be move shortly, because his injuries were just of the massive head trauma. He had no broken bones, a few bruises from the wreck, and gash on his head.
"Please God, don't make me pregnant. If I am, please, make it Tommy's baby, please, make it his."
Kimberly returned from the bathroom puking again. She laid back in bed with Tommy. The test did come back and Kimberly was pregnant. She collapsed against the doctor as he revealed the test. She cried against him. He helped her into a chair. He assured her the baby was healthy from all the test done but, little did he know the problem behind it all. Kimberly was pregnant, but who was the father. Kimberly laid her head to Tommy's chest. 'I don't know who the father is!'
"I'm pregnant, Tommy. I'm pregnant." She cried against his chest. Kimberly woke up to find Mr and Mrs Oliver standing there. Kimberly sat up with tears in her eyes. Mrs. Oliver hugged Kimberly.
"What is wrong, Kimberly?" Tommy's father asked scared.
"I'm pregnant." Mrs. Oliver sat on the bed and took her hand. "I'm pregnant." They hugged again.
"Is it Tommy's baby?" She asked softly
"I don't know!" Kim said between tears.
"Morning handsome," Kim kissed his forehead. About 3 months have passed since Tommy was transferred to Angel Grove, still not change in his condition, but Kim hasn't lost faith, she knows he will be ok. That's why she hasn't left his side. Now a little harder for her with being about 5-months pregnant. She found out that she's expecting twins. Though it was shown the twins weren't identical, which could add more to the problem of how was the father. Tommy's parents have been really supporting of Kimberly and even the doctors put other bed in the room for her, all the stress and worry for Tommy's condition wasn't doing any good for the babies. Her morning sickness weren't as bad as her weird request for food.
"I'm sick and tired of being in this stupid room," Kim said to Tommy, even when he is still in coma, she likes to talk to him everyday. "Ow…" Kim gasped holding her stomach as she sat down quickly thinking something was wrong. "Oh My God!"Kimberly started crying when she felt it again, one of the babies has just kicked her for the first time. "Oh My god, Tommy you have to feel this!" She climbed out of her chair quickly to the bed and took Tommy's hand and placed it her stomach right where she felt the kick. It happened again. Kim has one of her hands covering her mouth and the other one holding Tommy's hand in her belly.
"Kimberly, What's wrong?" Tommy's mother asked when she came into the room, she rushed to Kim's side and squatted before the chair.
"One of the babies has just kicked!"
"Oh! Sweetie!" Tommy's mother hugged her.
"I have felt them move before but this the first time that one of them actually kicks" Kim took Tommy's mother hand and placed it in her belly, when the baby kicked again.
"That's wonderful!" In that moment they heard a moan from Tommy.
"Tommy!" Kimberly gasped in surprise as Tommy groaned again. "TOMMY! Baby! Wake up!"
"I'll go get a Doctor," Tommy's mother said. She ran out the door.
"Tommy, come on, wake up for me. Wake up for your babies." Kimberly stroked his forehead and kissed his cheek. Tommy's mother came back with the doctor. The doctor examined Tommy and after tense minutes, he sighed.
"I'm sorry."
"He groaned!"
"I know he did, but that was just a reflex. I pray that is a sign he is coming out of it soon. For right now, we can only pray for him to come out of this." Kim left room for them, while Tommy's mother touched Tommy's head and sat down where Kimberly was. The doctor followed Kimberly.
"Doctor, it's been months, is he ever going to wake up? Please, tell me the truth."
"I pray he does, Kimberly. I pray he wakes up and everything is fine, but with each passing months, his window grows smaller for making a full recovery. You know this. The brain is very delicate organ and..." Kimberly shook her head as tears rolled down her face. "Are you okay?" Thinking Tommy would wake up, excited her, but now with the disappointment of knowing he won't be awake anytime soon, itjust made her feel dizzy and sick.
"I..I jus...I-I- i feel dizzy." He caught her as she passed out.
"GET ME A STRETCHER!"
Kimberly changed the flowers in the vase beside Tommy's bed. She was nearing 8 months pregnant now. After her collapse, she was kept on stricter orders with much bedrest and keeping her calm. It was mid-December. She watched the man she loves more than anything in the world, still unconscious. He hadn't woke since the accident nearly 8 months now. There were days where he would moan or groan, but nothing would come from it.
Tommy's parents went to get some breakfast, since Kimberly had to have IHOP and not Denny's again. Kimberly rubbed her rounded belly. Twins. She was having twins, though she wasn't sure exactly what they were, twin boys, twin girls, a boy and girl. She wanted to know when they were born. She loves surprises.
"Good morning, handsome," Kimberly said rubbing his forehead. "Your babies were kicking a storm last night. I think they love bothering Mommy late at night, like you." Kimberly pressed his hand to her belly. "They can't wait to see their daddy. To have you hold them." She wiped away some tears. "Your mother thinksthey areboys, because you told her you always wanted twin boys with me." Kimberly sniffed. "I just want healthy babies and a healthy daddy to raise them. Please, wake up." She laid her head to his chest. "Please, Tommy wake up." Tommy's hand moved on the bed. Kimberly was holding that hand. "Tommy?" She sat up and looked at him. "NURSE!" A nurse ran into the room. "He moved! His hand moved!"
"I'll get a doctor!" After several examines, nothing.
"But his hand moved!"
"I know, Kimberly. Just a reflex. He is still unconscious."
"NO! His hand moved!" She laid to his chest as she cried. The nurse rubbed her back.
"How about some tea?"
"I don't want any damn tea! I want him awake!" The nurse stayed until Kimberly told her she wanted to be alone.
Mrs. Oliver came into the room but didn't see Kimberly crying. Kimberly sat up and wiped away her stained cheeks quickly, so Mrs. Oliver wouldn't worry.
"We're back, and I brought breakfast, just as you wanted, cheeses omelet with blueberry and strawberry pancakes." She saw Kimberly's face. "Kimberly, what's wrong?"
"Nothing. Nothing. I'm fine. Thanks for everything."
"Of course, dear. With your mother not arriving until tonight, I promised her I would take care of her babygirl." They hugged. Kimberly stood up to pull some chairs out.
"No, you sit. You need to rest up now. You are due any day now. I'll move the chair."
"I'm fine." Mrs. Oliver pressed her hand to Kim's rounded belly and sat her down.
"Have you been counting their kicks?"
"Yea. All last night, I guess they are sleeping now."
"Or cramped. This one is still breeched."
"Doctor Black said, when one is out, the other should move down. I don't want a C-section if he or she doesn't move."
"I don't blame you." Mrs. Oliver opened the food and set it out.
Kimberly was getting some juice from the vending machine, when she saw a figure staring up behind her. Kimberly gasped.
"Hello, lover." She grasped the bottle. She turned and saw Crist.
"What are you doing here?"
"My, my. Aren't we radiant?"
"Crist, get the hell out of here. You are not welcome!"
"I will leave."
"Good." Kimberly walked to leave him.
"But you are coming with me!" Crist grabbed her arm.
"Let me go!" Kimberly screamed. Crist pulled out a gun.
"Shut up!" Mr. Oliver was sent by his wife to get herself a bottle of juice as well. He came down the hall and found Kimberly struggling against Crist.
"HEY YOU! LET HER GO!" Crist smiled and pulled Kimberly against his chest and held the gun to her temple. "Listen, you don't want to do that!"
"Why not? Step back old man or else, I'll shot her."
"Just let her go."
"Like hell! Tell me, how's your son?" 2 security guards appeared. Crist shot at them and Tommy's father, hitting him in the shoulder. Kimberly screamed as she was dragged out the hospital to a waiting car.
Hours later, Mr. Oliver was flipping on through theTV about any information about Crist and Kimberly. There was a high-speed chase, which ended with Crist bringing Kimberly to a broken down building, holding her hostage with explosions. Helicopters and cops surrounding the place.
"Ow..." Tommy moaned, he started opening his eyes,blinking a few times, trying to adjust to the light, he saw his parents watching the TV, his mother crying. "Mom?" Mrs. Oliver turned quickly.
"TOMMY!" She ran to the bed. "You are awake!"
"What's going on? Where is Kimberly?" Tommy looked up to the TV. " Is that her?"
"Yes, she was kidnapped."
"By who?"
"Crist."
"That bastard."
"Tommy, she's pregnant."
"What?"
"She's pregnant with twins. Your twin babies." Tommy sat up.
"How long have I been unconscious?"
"8 months." Tears formed in his eyes.
Kimberly sat in a chair as Crist stood pacing around her.
"I really have to pee."
"I could care less."
"Crist, please."
"You think I care what happens to you! You think I won't kill you right now!" Kim gasped.
"Please, Crist. Just let me go."
"So you can leave me once again for him! I would rather see you dead." Kimberly cried out.
Despite doctors orders and request, Tommy left the hospital, hearrived to the site.
"What's going on?"
"He has explosives and a gun, who are you?"
"Is she and the babies okay?"
"As far as we can see."
"What are you doing to get in there!"
"She is pregnant, we won't endanger her or the babies until it is necessary."
"Necessary! Those are my babies in there! You need to go in there and save her now!"
"Sir, we are doing everything in our power to save her and your babies. Did you just leave a hospital?"
"Yes."
"You're Tommy Oliver. You wrecked your car like 8 months ago, I thought you were still…."
"I woke up."
Kimberly looked around the torn down room. She felt a rumble.
"What was that?" Crist went to an opening and found the place still surrounded. It was nightfall now. The ground shook much harder.
"Clear shot, captain." Captain Kay picked up his microphone.
"Take it! Take it now!" Kimberly screamed as Crist cried out as a bullet hit his arm holding his gun. The gun was sent across the room as Crist fell to his knees. The ground shook more.
"What the fuck! Damn them!" Crist crawled to the explosives. Kimberly kicked him hard in the face, knocking him unconscious Kimberly struggled against the ties to the ropes on her wrist. Kimberly screamed as she couldn't get free. A massive earthquake finally ripped the place apart. Tommy got inside the building, with much protest from the officers, but Tommy wasn't going to be denied the chance to save Kimberly, not now, not ever.
"KIMBERLY!"
"TOMMY!" Kimberly's first motion was to faint at the sight of Tommy, but the pain in her back and stomach wouldn't allow it. He was awake! AWAKE! After all this time, he was awake and saving her life. She so badly wanted to hold him, kiss him. Tommy smiled as he push away anything in his path to get to her. "Tommy."
"Kimberly." Tommy ran to her. He ripped the ties off. Kimberly hugged and kissed him.
"You're awake!"
"Of course."
Things around them started falling. "Let's get the hell out of here!" Crist grabbed Tommy's leg.
"You are not taking her away from me again!" Tommy was pulled to the ground and punched. Crist stood up and shoved Kimberly away as she went to hit him. She landed hard to her side.
"You bastard!" Tommy charged Crist and tackled him. They were punching each other. Kimberly ran over to stop them and get to safety. Crist slapped Kimberly backwards after a beam hit Tommy in the back and he fell to the ground, unconscious briefly. Tommy woke up to see Kimberly on the ground holding her hands up in defense, as Crist stood before her. His gun aimed at her. Kimberly looked up to see a wood beam about to fall a few yard away. Tommy saw that as well. He jumped up and shoved Crist aside, and covered Kimberly with his body.
oooooo...is it the end for our favorite couple?
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nope! We are just pulling your legs!
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Tommy lifted himself up and pushed aside any fallen beams on them.
"You okay?" Kimberly nodded and felt her head. She saw a small gash on his head and immediately reached up. "I'm okay." Tommy took her hand and kissed it before he wiped away the blood himself.
"What about..?" She looked over and saw just Crist's hand sticking out from beneath a pile of beams. She covered her mouth. Tommy buried her face in his chest as she cried against him finally. Not about Crist's death, she wanted the bastard dead and gone out of her life, but the turmoil of the last few hours. Kim groaned.
"What's wrong?"
"Uh, it's...well...My water broke."
"How long ago?"
"About the time, Crist tied me to the chair."
"You were in labor all this time!" She nodded and cried out, holding her stomach.
"Okay, okay. Just breath." Tommy looked around for an opening. He could see they were trapped. "Fuck!"
"What, what's wrong?"
"We are trapped."
"I am not having my babies, our babies in this fucking place! OW!" She turned to her side. Tommy rubbed her back and side of her head. Kimberly screamed out. Tommy looked for anything, anyone, but he could tell no one was in sight.
"HELP! HELP! US!"
"We can't...Tommy, you can't deliver our babies here!"
"Looks like we have to."
"I don't...uhhhh..."
"A contraction?"
"Yes, oh, that's hurt!" She reached for his hand. He flinched as she gripped it very hard.
"Damn, that hurt." She looked at him. "Let's get you comfortable."
After much arguing, Tommy was holding Kim's legs apart as she strained through her contractions.
"This is not happening!"
"You're doing good!"
"Oh, what would you know!" Tommy smiled. "God! This is not happening! I want a doctor! I want a bed! I want my mommy!"
"Breathe, Beautiful." Tommy had his mother on his cell phone. As a nurse, she could coach him through this along with Kim's doctor as they talked Tommy through the process of deliverying a baby.
"Tommy, do you see the baby?"
"Not really, Mom."
"Stick you hand up there and check then!"
"What!"
"Son, do it now! If that baby is feet first, Kimberly will have a harder time than now!"
"Mom, I don't know if I..."
"DO IT!" Tommy groaned and did it. He felt around and found a foot. Tommy rotated the baby. Another contraction hit her.
"TOMMY!"
"I know it hurts, Beautiful. You just gotta hang in there."
"I can't, it's hurts," she said crying. She let out a groan.
"Yes you can. There, the baby is head down. Now push!"
"I can't…I can't.."
"Beautiful, push!" After several countdown from pushing, Kimberly collapsed to the ground.
"No, no, Beautiful, don't stop." She shook her head and cried harder.
"I can't...I just can't..." He shook his head. He rubbed her legs. "I want you..."
"I can't, I have stay here."
"No, please." He sighed and got from between her legs and up to her side. He held her in his arms and gentle rocked her to calm her down. Tommy rubbed the top of her belly, as she took a handful of his shirt, buring her face against him.
"You know I love you." She nodded in his chest. "You know you're doing just great."
"Then why aren't they here?"
"They just need a little more push from Mommy." Tommy wiped her face. "Think you can push some more?" Kim sniffed and nodded. "Good girl, I knew you could do it. You are the strongest woman I know. Now Push." Kim sat up a bit on her elbows. She wanted Tommy to hold her but knew he couldn't; he had to help the babies now and get them out. Kim's groans and shrieks echoed loudly in the building.
Within moments, Kimberly was able to finally push the baby down and out of her. Kimberly collapsed to the ground, as Tommy held his son in his hands. Kim struggled to push herself up. Tommy was still kneeling between her legs. Kim saw his face; it was filled with wonder and joy. Tears spilled down his cheeks as he gazed at the tiny hollering bundle in his hands.
"Tommy?" she called again, smiling tiredly at his expression. With difficulty, she reached out to touch Tommy's wet face. She wiped his face. Tommy looked up at her.
"He's beautiful, Kim," Tommy choked out as he held his son higher for her to see.
"He…he?..Tommy, did you…he?"
"Yes, Beautiful, it's a boy." Tommy laughed. "I have a son!" Kimberly laughed and cried as the baby was placed to her chest.
"He's handsome, just like his daddy. Hello, little Tommy; Mommy and Daddy are so happy to see you."
Tommy wiped away tears. Kim groaned as another contraction hit.
"One more to go."
"After this, no more babies for a long time."
"Okay. I can live with that for now," Tommy said with another smile. Kimberly smiled at him as well. Tommy made sure the baby was coming down headfirst. Kimberly kissed the baby boy many times,as she strained once again to push her second child into the world. Behind all the rubble, some cops were able to make an opening through the rubble just as Kimberly screamed out and her daughter came into the world.
"Hey, is everyone okay in there?" Tommy held his daughter in his hands as the cops finally came through the hole.
"Yea, hurry up. We got twins here."
They had fought over names a long time on the drive to the hospital. . Even though now they knew it was a boy and girl, they had trouble deciding on the perfect names.
"Brandon."
"I want Thomas," Tommy said holding and rocking his son. The roads were bad and it was hard to get to the hospital with the many cracks.
"I won't call my son, Junior."
"Alexander," Tommy said.
"No, though, I would love Alexis for a girl."
"No. Rose."
"No!" The paramedics smiled as they check Kimberly and the babies. They couple had been fighting over names as they were carried out the building into the ambulance.
"Okay, then what?"
"Breann. Breann Teresa."
"Breann is nice."
"Brandon and Breann."
"NO!"
"But you just said…"
"I love Breann, not Brandon."
"Fine! You come up with a name!"
"Thomas."
"Besides Thomas!" Kimberly smacked his chest.
"Okay, Breann and…something with a B..."
You take too long, how about this. How about Benjamin," Kimberly asked after Tommy took too long to come up with a name. Tommy shook his head.
"Oh, I got it. Brian Thomas."
"I can live with that." She rocked her daughter. "Breann and Brian."
"I can live with that, too."
"Brian Thomas, and Breann Teresa." They kissed again. Tommy kissed his daughter then his son. "What do you think, Breann, sounds nice?" Kimberly asked. The baby cried out. Kimberly and Tommy laughed.
"She loves it," Tommy said rocking his son.
"Thank you."
"For what?"
"This. This moment. You, our babies. You delivered them into this world and I couldn't be happier than this moment. I love you." Tommy bent down and kissed her and his daughter.
"You 3 are the most important things in my life now. I love you too." They kissed. "I love you all."
A few months later, Kim was leaned in the babies' room door, watching them sleeping peaceful. She smiled, the paternity test result came today finally. She would have hated if they were Crist, to have a monster as their father just wouldn't be right. Faith wouldn't be this cruel. Kimberly smiled as she remembers her talk with Tommy about the paternity. His words never will let her mind.
'I don't care if they don't have my blood, they are my babies, our babies and we are going to raise them and make a family together no matter what these test show.'
But she needed to know, to make sure he was the father; though some part of her was sure they were his babies, they have his eyes and nose. God, they both had his hair. Brian was a spitting image of Tommy, how could they not be his children. Kimberly cried as she read the results, Tommy was the father, proving without a doubt, true love, and faith was always on their side.
She lifted her left hand, a simple but elegant ring with a white diamond glowing on it. His real mother's ring, Sam gave it to him years ago. He asked her to marry him on a dinner by the lake, yesterday. She spent all the dinner crying, she blame the hormones for that, but the true is that her dream is coming true, and that just make her happy. She is sure that fairly tale doesn't exist but she also knows that her life is close to get be one.
"Beautiful, are you coming to bed?" Tommy murmured as he hugged her from behind and kissing the back of her neck.
She sighed, watched the babies one last time and turned in his arms. She placed her arms around his neck and kissed him deeply.
"I love you"
"I love you too, Beautiful"The words to say
The road to take
To find a way back to your heart
What can I do
To get to you
And find a way back to your heart
The end
Okay, so here is goes. For all that don't know, or couldn't realize, Wanstar, another alias for LilyRose284. I got so many aliases, gonna have a hell of a time to get them straighter out, which one do I use, but there will be another time for that. Mandalious, is my fave.
As a new girl on the block with posting, having just started early May of this year, I look back and can't believe I waited so long. I've been writing from a very early age in my life, always adored reading and writing in school. Though my desire in life is to be a doctor, surgeon to be more specific, writing to me is an outlook in this crazy place we call Earth. Writing is freeing and empowering. It gives you freedom to go into any world you wish and play out a scene. Sometimes, you just can't say what you really feel, and writing it all out allows that opening to the soul. And it's the soul that loves this empowerment, so I will have to keep feeding my soul more and more.
Having gotten over the hump (grown some actual balls :P) I can't believe all the new people I have met thanks to my works and this site. Kisses and hugs go to all, every single body out there that has the guts to put their work out there. So, don't ever stop doing what you do best, besides, I need something to read, so please, please don't stop! Kisses go to all my peeps, you know what you all do for me, you are an inspiration and joy to have in my life. And I think you all know that, so BLAH BLAH and raspberries all over. Love ya!
It has only taken me a few months to meet and be friend this incredible girl, Mili, you guys all know as Cranelove and Melstar. I never would have guessed twin soul mates existed, but guess what people, they do. In just the last short months, I have found a person, I have grown to adore and be able to call a close friend. And here I thought doing collaborations were suppose to be easy, Mili. This was so hard, I mean shit, this was fucking hard! It was a bitch, and tore me a new butt hole, hehehe! You know I am just playing with you. It was fun, amazing, yet I feel those aren't the right words to describe this. Words can't explain what working with you has done and I can't wait to do it again! So let's not keep our fans waiting too, too long. I am glad you pushed for this, and for all your great work you have done. I say how I am honored to have been partnered with you, and to do it so freely, no arguments, other than N Sync is the best damn group in the world, WHOOPS, had to say that again! You know you love me. Thanks to your vision, but the next one is one mine, I promise.
Hi Guys, this is Cranelove, Melstar or Mili whatever you want to call me, Lilyrose or Wanstar is not in town so I asked her to start the A/N and then I would put my part. After I read her words, I thought I didn't have anything else to say, of course she is always a step forward me and she wrote what I wanted to say. Just a few things, Ok, I'm not going to say how Great was working with her because I don't like to lie. I hate lies. It wasn't great working with her… it was AWESOME, we are so similar in some points, but we also are very different in other things, and it's amazing how we managed to work together and created this story. If she is the one that speak English and she can't find the words, how can I express how great was this experience.
Girl, I told you I would explain how you robbed me, guys, we have a little disagreement, I like the Thanks at the beggining she likes them at the end, we couldn't decide so we flipped a coin and she won. Well she said that, I didn't believe her, I still don't believe her (I can't believe that was the only real "Problem" we had with the story), but I let her because she let me do some things with the story. And guys if we don't post anything soon don't blame me, it's all her fault and girl, you know why ; )
Anyway, you know I love N Sync too, but the Backstreet Boys have a bigger part on my heart, but, since you robbed me and I have the last words here, BSB are the best damn group in the world. Sorry, I had to say it and you know you love me too.
Until next time. Catch ya on the flip side.
BABYE!