She just stared in awe at BJ as the nurse settled one of her sons in her arms. BJ just smiled, put a finger to his mouth, and shook his head, trying to signal that it was ok. She quickly threw the blanket up to her shoulder over the baby she now held, lowering her gown so her baby could suckle. BJ discreetly turned to look at some of the pictures the doctor had hanging on the wall of her room, the nurse, none the wiser, made sure Kristy was ok before leaving the room, leaving the couple to their privacy.
"Did you tell them we were married?" Kristy asked BJ as soon as the nurse had shut the door and was out of earshot.
"No, they just assumed and I was too tired to explain everything to them last night." He explained this as he handed her the other twin, turning his back again to give her privacy so she could get settled. He didn't figure there was anything he hadn't seen by now but was trying not to embarrass her.
"You can turn around now," she told him as soon as both babies were safely under the covers and her breasts were covered. He turned around and their gazes met.
"I'm so sorry," she apologized with a teary sigh.
"Hey, you have nothing to be sorry for. I could have corrected them last night; you were the most important thing on my mind." He consoled her. She gave him a tearful smile.
"Can I call anyone for you?" He asked.
She shook her head adamantly, "My folks won't care and they've probably turned everyone else in my family against me."
"You don't know that," he told her softly, taking a seat beside her bed.
"No BJ. I'll figure something out," she turned her head, not wanting to look him in the eye.
The doctor entered the room. "How are you feeling Mrs. McKay?"
"We're not married," she said so quietly the doctor barely heard her.
BJ decided this would be a good time to take his leave. The doctor followed him as he exited the room, looking for an explanation.
Dr. Samuel Hanes looked at BJ, waiting for the young man to speak his piece.
BJ took a deep breath before beginning to speak. "Her boyfriend dumped her on the side of the road. They were on their way to Vegas when he decided he couldn't be a husband or a father. I pulled over and picked her up. We were in a car accident and the blizzard started soon after, trapping us in a nearby motel room when she went into labor. The rest you know."
The doctor nodded. "It's not my place to judge, son. But that girl is gonna need some help and she's definitely not ready physically to be taking care of newborn twins on her own."
"She won't tell me any family members I could call," BJ confided to the doctor. "Her parents kicked her out after they found out she was pregnant," he explained.
"A man called the other day, looking for a young pregnant couple. He told me he had been trying all the clinics and hospitals that were on the way to Vegas."
"Do you know his name?" BJ asked looking hopefully at the doctor.
"He said his name was Richard Pike. That's all I got."
"OK, well I'll see what I can do. Thanks Doc."
The doctor nodded, leaving BJ to Kristy for a few minutes before going back to check on his patient.
BJ reentered the room. Kristy had finished feeding and was now admiring her babies, looking down into the tiny faces, love shining in her eyes.
She looked up as she heard him come in the door. "I'm sorry BJ," she sighed, apologizing yet again.. "I'm just tired and confused, but that's no reason to take it out on you after you've done so much for me."
"No sweat," BJ told her with a shrug. "Hey, do you know a Richard Pike?" He asked her carefully.
"He's my uncle. Why?"
"He called here a few days ago," he watched her as he relayed the information the doctor informed him of just moments ago.
Her mouth turned down into a grim line, her brow wrinkling with frustration, tears forming but going unshed in her eyes. . She loved her uncle, but was very ashamed of what he would think of her, now that her boyfriend left her and she was now a single unwed mother of twins.
"Please don't call him," she frantically begged BJ, "please."
BJ thought he knew what she was thinking, her face was an open book as she contemplated the news BJ had just delivered.
"I won't. It's gonna be ok, Kristy, you'll get through this," he told her reaching out to squeeze her hand with reassurance. "I'm gonna go freshen up and let the motel know that we didn't steal that car. I'll be back in a little bit after the doctor finishes." He leaned down to brush her hair back from her forehead, handing her a tissue to dry her eyes, and exited the room shutting the door silently behind him.
The doctor met him in the hall, just before BJ went back to the room he spent the night in.
"Richard Pike is Kristy's uncle. I told her I wouldn't call him, but I think someone needs to tell him." BJ told the doctor, wiping a hand over his face, noticing his scruffy beard for the first time.
The doctor agreed, "I will as soon as I finish examining her. I don't think she'll need a transfusion after all, but I want to keep a close eye on her."
They parted ways, each knowing that Kristy would not be happy if she knew what they were thinking.