A new life, Chapter 20

A new life
Chapter Twenty; Our little one

Anita blinked with her eyes. Everything looked so different. And it even felt different, but she didn't quite know what it was. Suddenly, she jolted up. Her stomach felt empty, that was the difference. Then she remembered what had happened. Junior was finally here. She had given birth to a beautiful baby boy.

"Good morning, Miss Knight. How are we today?"

Anita looked to the doorway and she saw a doctor standing there. "I'm doing fine, but where is my son?"

"He is at the SCBU, he still needs to be checked. He is there for his own health."

"But do I really need to keep telling you guys that he wasn't three weeks too early. It was just one week!" Anita didn't care what the doctor thought of her at that moment, she just wanted to see her little boy.

"Miss Knight, we know what we are doing. You can't leave the bed for the time being and you need your rest. We want to do some tests to make sure that everything is alright with you too. So don't start wandering around, I will see you later." The doctor turned around.

"But... You can't just..." Anita couldn't believe her eyes and ears.  She wanted to go after the doctor and give him a piece of her mind. In her anger, she grabbed her pillow and threw it towards the door.

"Hey! What did I do wrong already?" sounded from the doorway. Victor was the wrong person at the wrong time and place. In stead of the doctor, Victor got hit by the pillow.

"I'm sorry, Victor." said Anita as Victor rubbed his chest. Anita sometimes forgot how hard she could throw something.

Victor groaned. "You can just tell me that you don't want to get pregnant ever again in stead of throwing stuff at me."

"It wasn't meant for you, but for the doctor. He won't let me get out of the bed, so I can't see Junior."

Victor walked closer to Anita and gave her a kiss. "He will come back at that. He just doesn't know how strong you are." He rubbed the sore place on his chest one more time before he sat down on the chair next to the bed. "But how did you sleep last night?"

"Wonderful, I guess. I was so tired that I just slept in one go. I didn't even wake up once." She looked to Victor, who looked like he didn't sleep well. He looked clean and shaven, but he also looked a little bit sleepy. "How was your night?"

"I slept on the couch. The bed was just too big for me alone."

Anita chuckled. She knew Victor couldn't be serious about this. Maybe he just wanted to deny that he was worried about her. "It shouldn't take long before I can come home."

"I'm happy about that." Victor let out a sigh, but smiled. "I think it'll be hard not to call our boy Junior."

"We can still call him like that, but more as a nickname."

"I can imagine how he would react to that. Daddy, please don't..." Victor cleared his throat. "He's a teenager, so his voice should go up and down. Daddy, please, don't call me 'Junior' in front of my friends!" said Victor while his voice changed pitch a few times.

Anita couldn't help but laugh. "You would be horrible if you would do that, Victor."

"Isn't that the reason why there are fathers? Shouldn't they try and make life difficult for their kids?"

"Victor, you can't be..."

Victor chuckled. "No, I'm not serious. Of course I would love and respect our little boy." He looked to Anita, and suddenly, he stood up. He took his shoes off and pushed Anita towards the other side of the bed.

"Victor, what are you doing?" asked Anita once Victor stepped into the bed and lay down next to her.

"Comforting you, now you don't know how our boy is."

Anita sighed. "You are cute, Victor, but you aren't making this any better."

A nurse walked into the room and looked to the couple. "I'm here to bring you breakfast, Miss Knight. And I need some blood and urine samples from you." The nurse brought a tray to Anita and she helped Anita out of the bed. With a wheelchair, they went outside to get the urine and bloodsample they needed.

Once they came back, Victor was still on his spot and helped Anita back on the bed. "I was wondering something." he said to the nurse as she wanted to walk away. "Could I borrow the wheelchair? I'd like to give Anita some fresh air."

"Yes, that is possible. You can use it and you can let is stay right here in the room. If I need it, I will come and get it." With that, the nurse walked away again.

"What are you up to?" Anita took a bite from her bread and looked to Victor. "I'm not exactly dressed for a walk through the park."

"Don't worry, we won't go far." Victor promised; he just wanted to get Anita out of the room.

It didn't take too long before the two of them went outside for a walk. It was a nice calm morning. Most patients were still in their rooms and only some nurses and doctors were walking around. The sun was shining, there were a few clouds in the sky and there was a soft breeze. It was a perfect day to be outside.

"So, what do you think?"

"I think it's nice here, but I'd rather go back inside to see our little baby." They were just a few minutes outside, but it was more than enough for Anita. She had seen her boy for a few moments when she could hold him, but those moments were over too soon. The doctor needed to check him and took him away from Anita.

"So... Back inside then?"

Anita nodded and Victor turned around. They went back to the room, but Victor went in a different direction once they had reached the second floor.

"Victor, where are you going to? The room is the other way."

"Well, I guess you really want to see this." Victor wheeled Anita to the SCBU. He chuckled when he saw Anita's surprised face. "So, Mommy, which one is your little boy, you think?"

Anita looked around her. The children she saw were all small and looked alike, but there was one child who caught her attention. "That is Junior."

Victor smiled and brought her closer to him. "He looks really healthy."

"He has your nose, Victor." said Anita with a big smile. She couldn't believe how much their child looked like his father.

"Hopefully he has your skills." Victor looked to his son. It was amazing how one little date between friends could lead to a complety new life. Not only their little boy, but Victor and Anita both had a new life too; they now had a life together. "Come on, let's go back to your room before the doctor finds out that you were gone."

So they said goodbye to their son and went back to Anita's room. Victor helped Anita back onto the bed and he sat down at the edge of it.

"At what time will the visiting hours start?"

Victor looked at his watch. "It will be any moment now when the visitors will show up."

"Good." A moment of silence fell before Anita looked at Victor in a shock. "Could you give Melissa a call? Or someone else?"

Victor looked to Anita in surprise. "Why..."

"The laundry, it's still outside. We didn't get the chance to get it back inside."

"Don't worry about that." said Victor with a chuckle. "I took it all inside yesterday before I went to bed." He placed his hand on top of hers. "It is adorable when you act like this."

Anita sighed and looked away. That was one thing she needed to get used to. She was used to be called tough, hard-working, strong and things like that. But she has never been called adorble and she knew that Victor would use that kind of words more often now that they were a couple. "Please promise me that you won't call me adorble for some time." she said when she looked back to Victor.

"Promise."

And it wasn't until long before the first visitor came through the door. It was the aunt of the newborn, Melissa. She passed the room before she noticed them in the room. So she took a few steps back and went into the room. "Hello everyone."

Victor and Anita both smiled as Melissa walked closer to them. "Hello, auntie." said Victor with a big smile and he gave his sister a hug. "Have you seen him?"

"Yes, I have." Melissa gave Anita a hug. "And congratulations to you both. He is a real cutie."

"I am glad about it. It took me almost ten hours before he was finally born. The doctors hoped that he wouldn't come and that they could stop it, but it was already too late. He wanted to come out." Anita looked to Victor and grabbed his hand. "I am truly sorry I hurt your hand."

"Nah, it's alright." Victor softly squeezed Anita's hand. "You had every right to do so and it didn't hurt so much. By the way, where is the rest, Melissa?"

Melissa sat down onto a chair. "Richard and Thomas were in the SCBU when I left them and I don't think it will take long before Mom and Arthur will be here."

"That's nice to hear." Anita couldn't wait to tell her family the name of her child. Victor wanted to wait until Junior was born and the whole family would be there, but Anita didn't want to wait too long.

"Look, Thomas, there are uncle and auntie." said the blond man with a big smile. "And Mommy is here too." Richard walked with Thomas on his arm to the bed. He handed his son ove to his wife and gave Anita a hug. "Congratulations, Anita."

"Thank you, Richard."

Richard turned towards Victor. "You know what men do when they had a child." he said with a smile and he held up two sigars. "It's just for this once."

Victor chuckled. "Ah sure, why not." The two men got out of the room.

Melissa shook her head and looked to Anita. "You did see him, didn't you?" As a phychologist, she knew what it could do to mothers when they were being kept away from their children. But Anita looked like she was still peaceful, for the time being.

"Yes, I've seen him." A small smile appeared onto Anita's face. "He looks a lot like his father and he looks healthy. If only the doctor would see that he was old enough to be born."

Melissa placed Thomas onto the bed and she looked to Anita. This is what a kid could do to your behaviour. You stop thinking rational and mother instinct takes over. "I'm guessing that you think that the best for your child is to have him with you, right?"

Anita nodded. But she knew that she could do nothing now that the doctor had chained her to the bed, metaphorically speaking.

Arthur walked into the room and looked to the women. Even though he was curious about where the men had gone to, he decided not to say a thing. "Hello, princess. How are you?"

"Hello Dad." Anita gave her father a hug. "I'm doing fine, thank you. Have you seen your grandson?"

Arthur chuckled when he sat down onto the chair next to Melissa. "I saw him yesterday, but he looks a lot better now. And he looks a lot like his father."

"I know. But I can't understand why the doctor doesn't want to listen to me."

"Ah, yes about that." Arthur looked to the doorway and smiled when he saw Mildred coming to them. "Mildred and I have a little surprise for you."

Anita looked to the door and was surprised when she saw the surprise. Because Mildred was taking a little cot with her. "Oh, how did you manage..."

Mildred laughed when she placed the cot next to Anita's bed. "What a smile and a wink can't do." she gave Anita a wink and carefully lifted the baby out of the cot. "The doctor will come here soon to give the results of the tests and he figured that this little one was healthy enough to be with his mother." She placed the baby in his mother arms and smiled. "And here he is."

Anita smiled and she looked to the boy in her arms. It was unbelievable that she and Victor had a child together, even though the proof was lying in her arms. "Hello there, Junior." she whispered. Anita was so busy with her child, that she didn't notice the two men were walking back into the room.

Victor went to the bed and sat down at the edge of it once again. He wanted to be close to his fiancée and child. "Shall we tell them his name?"

"You tell them, Victor."

Victor looked to the others. "His name is Timothy Thomas Jefferson Volt. Well, Knight for the time being." he added once he saw Anita's glare.

"It's a beautiful name." Arthur stood up and looked closer to his grandson. Timothy's eyes were closed, but he looked a lot like Victor. Not only the nose, but also some tiny hairs seemed to be more brownish than blond.

Anita looked to Victor. "Do you want to hold him?"

"I'd love to, Anita."

Anita placed Timothy into Victor's arms and she noticed that Melissa was right some ten months ago; Victor did look even more handsome now he was holding their baby. "It looks like he likes his father."

Victor chuckled and suddenly, Timothy's eyes opened. "He has brown eyes, Anita."

"He is going to look a lot like you, Victor."

"Anita," Richard looked to his sister-in-law, "is there a possibility that your unusual eyecolour has something to do with the fact that you are a mermaid?"

Anita looked to her father, who answered the question for her. "It might be, Richard. Mary Lynn had the same eyecolour and I believe that she said something about that too when Anita was born. So, who knows. Maybe when you get girls, we can see if that's true or not."

"Would you like to hold your first grandson, Granpa?" Victor gave Arthur a playful smile.

"Of course I would like it." Arthur took Timothy from Victor and looked at him. "So, welcome to the world, little one. I'm your grandfather, who is going to take some care of you. But your grandmother is here for the spoiling part."

Mildred chuckled. She knew it would be true, she was already spoiling Thomas a little bit too much sometimes and she knew that she wouldn't be different to Timothy. "How would you call him if he would be a girl?"

"Lois Mildred." Anita looked to Mildred. "We have been into the James Bond mood lately and he is named after Timothy Dalton, the actor who played James Bond in 'Her Majesty's Secret Service'. And concidering that I'm Victor's Moneypenny, we decided to call him Lois after Lois Maxewell, who played Moneypenny in many movies. If he would be a girl, that is."

"You two are unbelievable." Mildred stroke Timothy's cheek and smiled. "'He is a cutie."

"Excuse me," sounded from the door and the doctor walked into the room, "I'm sorry to interupt this visit, but I need to say something to Miss Knight."

"What is it?"

The doctor waited so the visitors could go outside, but nobody stood up, so he continued: "We have the results of the examination. Your son is indeed healthy enough to be with you on the room, but we want you both here in the hospital for one more night to make sure everything is all right before the two of you would be going home. We don't expect any complications, but we want to be sure."

"That's wonderful news." said Victor once the doctor had left the room. "Just one more night on the couch and then you two can come home."

"You were serious about the couch?" When Victor nodded, Anita felt a little bit ashamed. "I'm sorry, Victor. I thought you were joking about that." Anita gave Victor a kiss. "Just one more night, Victor. Then we can be together again."

"We can be a perfect little family..."