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Date Posted: Thu, May 29 2003, 2:28pm PDT
Author: Scott
Subject: After he'd gotten the call he'd left work. The boss didn't mind too much and all the guys told him that he had to call the station after with the news. Though Scott really wasn't thinking about after too much. He had no clue what he should be doing... He came anyways, as quickly as possible. A nurse led him to the room, and he pushed on a smile as he sat down in a chair next to the bed. "hey Tiff..."
In reply to: Tiffany 's message, "/@/She was in so much pain she didn't think she could take it. But somehow she had managed to ride the bus to get her, all the while clutching at her stomach as the contractions hit. Her pale youthful face pinched in pain, arms cradling her 7 month pregnant stomach she came into the hospital. At once a nurse noticed the 17 year old girl in what looked like the first stages of labour./@/ "Miss....can I help you?"/@/ Through the pain of her next contraction she clutched onto the hand the nurse had offered her./@/ "I need to call Scott....please....let me call Scott..."/@/ Thats all she could think of as she was led to an awaiting bed, she wanted her protector, her friend, her knight, there to help her throught this, what could possibly be her most trying, and terrifying moment yet./@/" on Thu, May 29 2003, 2:21pm PDT


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  • /@/Her lovely blue eyes turned to focus on him, her normally pale skin was flushed, and a slight sweat had broken out along her hair line as the contr5actions had become harder, and more frequent./@/"I'm sorry to call you from work...."/@/ She said, appologizing in her quiet manner, but another contracton hit before she oculd continue. Her youthful face was clenched in pain, and she cried out slightly, her hands tightening on the sheets of her bed./@/ (NT) -- Tiffany, Thu, May 29 2003, 2:32pm PDT
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