Chapter 20

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Days went by quickly in the Fransenco's house and it was finally Christmas Eve. Marco's parents came with pagolo and they had a wonderful dinner. And the best part of the night was that they were staying for Christmas. Ally and Marco went to bed around nine pm because Ally was tired because of the back pains she had since morning.

Ally went into labor noon of December twenty fourth. She'd had a low backache all morning, then a bloody show, and by dinnertime her first two distinguishable contractions had come, ten minutes apart. The second hit hard enough to perch her on the edge of her bed, trying to catch her breath for the better part of a minute. When it ended she braced her back and rose awkwardly, then waddled into the bathroom, because Marco was in it. Ally paused in the bathroom doorway, watching Marco, listening to him whistle a song which they'd been hearing on the radio lately.

She smiled as he hit several sour notes.

"Hey, you," she greeted amiably, wearing an appreciative smile. He twisted at the waist and sent her an answering grin.

"My love you look so beautiful" She laughed and leaned against the doorframe.

"Beautiful?, shaped like a bloated horse."

"Come here." He fell to his seat, legs outstretched, leaning against a wall stud and reaching out one hand. They grinned at each other silently for a long moment.

"Over here." He patted his lap. She boosted off the doorframe and picked her way through to stand above him.

"Right here." He patted his lap again as she turned sideways.

"No, not that way this way." He grabbed her ankle and planted it beyond his far hip, grinning suggestively.

"Come on down here."

"Marco ... Your family..." she whispered, throwing a cautious glance over her shoulder at the doorway.

"So what?" Gripping her hands he forced her to straddle him with her nightgown bunched up to midthigh.

"But they might come in."

"So they find me kissing my wife. Be good for them and they can't come in without knocking" He linked his wrists behind her waist and settled her paunch against his belly while she crossed her arms behind his neck.

"Marco..." She smiled into his upraised face.

"You're the crazy one, not me."

"Damn right, woman. Crazy for you." He lifted his mouth for a long, involved kiss lips, tongues, and plenty of head motion. It was something new for Ally, necking in the middle of the day. He was insatiable. She couldn't carry a stack of clean laundry through his vicinity without being tapped on the butt or seduced, and pleasantly so. He was a devilishly good kisser. She'd never before given much consideration to the quality of kisses.

But straddling Marco's lap, with his mouth wide, sucking gently on hers, with his silky tongue stroking everything reachable within her mouth, she appreciated his skill. He didn't simply kiss. He lavished, then lingered, then drew away by slow degrees, as if he would never tire of her. Sometimes he murmured wordlessly, often nuzzled, making parting as sweet as joining had been. The kiss ended with all due reluctance, and with Will's nose buried in her collar.

"My hands are quite busy caressing your back or you know where they'd be, don't you?" Eyes closed, face tilted up, she held his head and lightly raked his skull the way he loved.

"Where?" He closed his teeth on her collarbone, chuckled and teased,

"In the kitchen, building a sandwich. I'm starved." She laughed and pushed away in mock hurt.

"You're always starved. What do you think I came in here for?"

"To call me for food?" He leaned back and grinned into her happy green eyes.

"What else?"

"And instead you pinned me to the floor and wasted all this time when I could've been eating?"

"Who wants to eat when you can neck?" He feigned disgust and .

"Here I am, minding my own business,' in a bathroom, when out of nowhere this woman jump on me I mean, and not bothering anyone when-"

"Hey, Marco?" she interrupted teasingly.

"Guess what."

"What?"

"Foods ready."

"Well, it's about time." He tried to rise, but she remained on his lap.

"Guess what else."

"I don't know, Bella."

"My labor's started." His face flattened as if she'd struck him across the throat with a stick.

"Ally. Oh, my God, you shouldn't be sitting here. did I hurt you, pulling you down? Can you get up?" She chuckled at his overzealous reaction.

"It's all right. I'm between pains. And sitting here took my mind off 'em."

"Ally, are you sure? I mean, is it really time?"

"I'm sure."

"But how can it be? It's only December twenty-fourth...or wait...it Christmas!."

"I said December, didn't I?"

"Yeah, but well, December's a long month!" His brow furrowed as he carefully carried her up and followed.

"I mean, I thought it'd be later. I thought I'd have time to finish the bathroom so it'd be ready when the baby came."

"It's a funny thing about babies." She held his dirty hands and lifted a reassuring smile.

"They don't wait for things to get done. They just come whenever they feel like it. Now listen, I got some things to get ready, why don't you go tell your family the news." Marco became a bundle of nerves. She shouldn't have found it amusing, but couldn't help smiling covertly. . Instead of waiting for his family to come out of that room he followed her to the bedroom, where he found her stripping the bed.

"What're you doing?"

"Getting the bed ready."

"Well, I can do that!" he said sharply, clumping inside.

"So can I. Marco, please ... listen."

"It's best if I move around, all right? It could be hours yet." He elbowed her aside and began jerking the soiled bedclothes off the mattress.

"I don't see how you could've just sat there in the bathroom letting me make jokes while it was already started."

"So what else should I do?"

"Well, I don't know, but Jesus, Ally, there I was, pulling you, making you sit on me." She moved as if to resume her chore, but he said.

"I said I'll fix the bed! Just tell me what you want on it."

"Just get my bags so I can change then we can go to the hospital" he did as she asks. When they were done he helped her go downstairs where his family was already waiting except Pagolo and the kids since they were asleep. He had one of his men bring the card around so that they could leave.

"Oh, Ally I hope you are feeling okay?" Marcella asked which made Ally smile.

"Of course I am"

"Gently my dear" Marco's mother said as she entered the car. Marco rushed to the driver's seat and started the engine. Ally waved to them as Marco drove off. They were going to come later. When they got to the hospital, Ally has to change to the hospital gown and was taken to a private room. Because she wasn't fully dilated yet.

After hours and hours of waiting the baby was finally ready to come so they rushed her to the emergency room. Marco was allowed to come in after wearing his scrubs. He rushed to Ally's side and held her hands, kissing her sweaty forehead.

She wanted to smile at him but another contraction hit her causing her to scream which made Marco turn green. Two hours went by when the doctor said they could see the head.

"Okay, push now, Ally, push" she took a deep breath and suddenly she was seized by a new pain and dropped into a half-crouch. Her fist closed around the the bedspread,Marco moved as if propelled magic powder, across the room to slide an arm around her slick body, supporting her through the pain.

"M-m-marco," she panted as another contraction began.

"Yes, love," he answered quietly, but stood at his post, eyes riveted on her constricting belly, watching it slowly begin to arch, watching her dilation grow with the pain.

"M-m-Marcooooo!" It tore from her as a rasping cry while the contraction built and peaked. He placed his palms beneath her thighs and helped her through it, feeling her muscles tighten as she lifted. Only when she relaxed did he raise his eyes to her face. Beads of sweat stood on her brow. Her lips looked dry and cracked. She wet them with her tongue, Before her lips had dried, another pain arrived and with it the sight of the baby's dark scalp.

"I see her!" The doctor cried.

'Come on, darlin', once more and she'll be here!" Marco urged.

"Her head is out" finally the baby had arrived. A second after the baby came out her mouth opened, she hiccupped, started flailing with all fours and began bawling in the puniest voice imaginable. It came in wauu, weeee, wauu-with a funny face with pinched mouth, flattened nose and the beat of her tiny fists against the air. It was a soft cry, but healthy one.

Marco looked down into the bloody face, heard the welcome complaint and laughed. In relief. In celebration. He kissed the miniature nose and said,

"Way to go, girl. That's what we wanted to hear." Then, to his wife, "She's breathing, and beautiful and looks just like you." Abruptly his mood sobered as one oh the nurses collected the baby for cleaning.

"Easy there, now, little one," one of the nurses murmured to the baby.

"I got to clean your mouth out." When Ally was done with the after birth, Marco put the baby in Ally's arms, while he cleaned her face and ears and dried all the nooks and crannies, experiencing a growing love that put a soft smile on his face. One of the nurse came back to the room and took the baby out for dressing.

Ally lay slumbering. She looked haggard and exhausted.

"Love?" She opened her eyes and saw him standing with the baby in his arms, his shirt damp in spots, the sleeves rolled to the elbow, his hair messy and a soft smile on his lips.

"Marco," she breathed, smiling, holding out an arm.

"Here she is. And more presentable now." He placed the bundle in Ally's arm and watched her tuck the blanket away from the baby's chin for a better look.

"Oh, Marco, isn't she pretty?"

"She sure is. Just like you." Ally lifted her gaze and let it drop as the baby's fist closed around her little finger.

"Oh, I'm not pretty now, Marco."

"I always thought you were." The baby's other hand took Will's finger which made Ally smile softly. After feeding the baby ,Ally dozed off immediately so she could not see Marco's parents gush over their grand daughter with Marcella and Carlos. It was just past eight so the kids could not come yet. But they will come later on.

Christmas could not get any better for the Fransenco's. Three days later after Ally was discharged from the hospital, she could finally walk around without wincing all the time. It still sting a little to pee and she would not forget that she had to have her period for forty days which is a bummer. After putting Lizzie which is short for Elizabeth to sleep. She took a quick shower and got ready for dinner.

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NEW STORY

CAN'T BE READ AS A STAND ALONE

Marcella had loved Carlos from the very day she had met him, but never expected his betrayal to hurt like this especially since her best friend was involved. No one new what happened not even her family because she knew if her brother found out he would not hesitate to kill him.

So she made up her mind not to let him use her again. But unfortunately, her new boyfriend was none other than a fraud who lied to her and was actually the mafia Russian boss. Heartbroken she left Italy with a secret to have a new life.

What happens when she meets Carlos again.

Will her baby daddy show up.

How will things work out between the three of them stay tuned to find out.

Hope you like it.

✌.

Marcella