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dreamlikenewyork2017-04-29 11:48 pm
nothingelsematters) wrote in dreamlikenewyork2017-04-29 11:48 pm
"I can take it if I know I'll see my brother."
Who: Lorenzo and Clint Chevalier
What: The family grows
Where: NICU, Mount Sinai
When: After this
Lorenzo wouldn't let Lewis take him home after what went down. It didn't matter if he should be on bed rest and taking it easier, nothing would have gotten his ass out of that hospital while his brother and extended family were going through so much. Lewis was understandably worried, but knowing people in high places helped, and Lorenzo retained the hospital room so he could at least be under the same roof as Clint while everything was so precarious. As much as he wanted to be taken straight to Clint to help him, and be there for him, he respected that Lincoln was Clint's husband. Same as Clint had respected that Lewis was Lorenzo's husband when he had been in the worst condition. Lewis said he and Clint spoke a lot, but Clint hadn't tried to stick his nose in on what was Lewis' responsibility. Boundaries were something they were learning now everything had changed, but they were getting there.
This wasn't what anyone would have seen coming. You would never wish complications on any pregnant woman or their baby. It was a hard enough experience as it was, and all you were doing was trying to learn and get it right. But the body could be fragile and things could go wrong. Lewis made sure he had constant updates coming to him so he could keep Lorenzo in the loop like he needed to be. No news had come for a long stretch of time there, but just as Lorenzo had started to feel panicky that the worst was happening, Richie came up and delivered the news the baby had been born safely by emergency c-section, and transferred to the NICU under Nate's care once he was stable.
Like Holly, he was small at birth. Holly only just breached four pounds, but this little button was even smaller, but born earlier than Holly, so that was understandable. Lorenzo cried in relief when he heard that his nephew had at least arrived safely. Though he was critical. He needed a lot of intervention to be able to grow and thrive. He would need help getting his tiny organs to grow and strengthen. But the worst was past. Ange was kept in Recovery for quite a long time, but considering the blood loss she had suffered prior to the birth, and then another large haemorrhage after the birth, it was the best place for her. Richie said that as soon as she was stabled, they would transfer her to the ICU, just over from the NICU. She would be able to see the baby as soon as she could safely be moved.
Lorenzo had to get to Clint. He wasn't going to be able to rest until he could see him. Even if Lewis was a giant ball of stress at the moment, he didn't even try to intercept Lorenzo's twintuition. It was a new thing for him to be experiencing. At least, consciously. So, Richie arranged for a wheelchair to take Lorenzo over to the NICU and once he got there safely, Lewis was going to take Holly home to bathe her and put her to bed. Or probably put her in their bed with him. She had been shaken up with what happened and they had spent the day taking turns nursing her in their arms because she started to scream again every time they put her down. She would probably be okay once she could get a cuddle from her Auntie Angie again.
Gowned up and Richie pretty much drowning him in antibacterial wash, Lorenzo was finally taken in to where Clint was sitting by an incubator. Holy fuck, surreal sight. Richie, baby brother to both of them now, knew they needed twin time alone, even if he was officially an uncle all over again and this time from scratch. As soon as he was at Clint's side, Lorenzo put his hand on Clint's back. "Hey. We've got this, okay? All of us, as a family. You ain't on your own, dude. Fuck, you're a dad. This is incredible."
What: The family grows
Where: NICU, Mount Sinai
When: After this
Lorenzo wouldn't let Lewis take him home after what went down. It didn't matter if he should be on bed rest and taking it easier, nothing would have gotten his ass out of that hospital while his brother and extended family were going through so much. Lewis was understandably worried, but knowing people in high places helped, and Lorenzo retained the hospital room so he could at least be under the same roof as Clint while everything was so precarious. As much as he wanted to be taken straight to Clint to help him, and be there for him, he respected that Lincoln was Clint's husband. Same as Clint had respected that Lewis was Lorenzo's husband when he had been in the worst condition. Lewis said he and Clint spoke a lot, but Clint hadn't tried to stick his nose in on what was Lewis' responsibility. Boundaries were something they were learning now everything had changed, but they were getting there.
This wasn't what anyone would have seen coming. You would never wish complications on any pregnant woman or their baby. It was a hard enough experience as it was, and all you were doing was trying to learn and get it right. But the body could be fragile and things could go wrong. Lewis made sure he had constant updates coming to him so he could keep Lorenzo in the loop like he needed to be. No news had come for a long stretch of time there, but just as Lorenzo had started to feel panicky that the worst was happening, Richie came up and delivered the news the baby had been born safely by emergency c-section, and transferred to the NICU under Nate's care once he was stable.
Like Holly, he was small at birth. Holly only just breached four pounds, but this little button was even smaller, but born earlier than Holly, so that was understandable. Lorenzo cried in relief when he heard that his nephew had at least arrived safely. Though he was critical. He needed a lot of intervention to be able to grow and thrive. He would need help getting his tiny organs to grow and strengthen. But the worst was past. Ange was kept in Recovery for quite a long time, but considering the blood loss she had suffered prior to the birth, and then another large haemorrhage after the birth, it was the best place for her. Richie said that as soon as she was stabled, they would transfer her to the ICU, just over from the NICU. She would be able to see the baby as soon as she could safely be moved.
Lorenzo had to get to Clint. He wasn't going to be able to rest until he could see him. Even if Lewis was a giant ball of stress at the moment, he didn't even try to intercept Lorenzo's twintuition. It was a new thing for him to be experiencing. At least, consciously. So, Richie arranged for a wheelchair to take Lorenzo over to the NICU and once he got there safely, Lewis was going to take Holly home to bathe her and put her to bed. Or probably put her in their bed with him. She had been shaken up with what happened and they had spent the day taking turns nursing her in their arms because she started to scream again every time they put her down. She would probably be okay once she could get a cuddle from her Auntie Angie again.
Gowned up and Richie pretty much drowning him in antibacterial wash, Lorenzo was finally taken in to where Clint was sitting by an incubator. Holy fuck, surreal sight. Richie, baby brother to both of them now, knew they needed twin time alone, even if he was officially an uncle all over again and this time from scratch. As soon as he was at Clint's side, Lorenzo put his hand on Clint's back. "Hey. We've got this, okay? All of us, as a family. You ain't on your own, dude. Fuck, you're a dad. This is incredible."
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It was the best he had right now. He pointed into the incubator. "How the fuck did I do that?" he soon asked, the helplessness evident in his tone. He shook his head, pulling dragging his fingers through is hair and then rubbing it over his face. "He's so fucking small. I'm gonna fucking break him. The lesbian bitches are gonna kill me if I fuck this up."
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