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“I can do this,” I whispered

He gavewoman Get ready,” he added

“Jonathon, holdarms and helped me to sit up

I felt the contraction coht This orse So ranite skin and if he had been human it would have certainly drawn blood

“Almost there,” Dr Crane assured me

I collapsed back onto the pillows and heard the most wonderful noise I had ever heard Dr Crane unwrapped the cord from around my son’s tiny neck and I heard his cry

Jonathon looked relieved The baby was fine and I was fine And fro Maybe it wasn’t about us For just a ht that h this and stay human

“It’s a boy,” the doctor said unnecessarily Dr Crane held him up for me to see and he was beautiful He had dark brown curly hair, with just a hint of gold froent, brown eyes

“He’s beautiful,” I started to say, coain

Dr Crane looked perplexed He wrapped upin my ears My arms reached out weakly for him I wanted my baby

I screa on? What was happening to me?

I had thought I was fine I had thought Jonathon was just overreacting about the labor killing me Little man had come out fine Except for the broken pelvis

But this? It felt likeovertiotten ht I could stay human, but that wasn’t the case Jonathon hadn’t lied like he had about soto be my death

Dr Crane sat down again and seemed to pale “What is it?” Jonathon and I asked at the same time I looked at my husband and saw that his relief had turned to horror

“There’s another baby,” he gasped in astonishment