William Jones paced up and down the hallway.
"William, please calm yourself; you're going to wear a hole into the floor." Aurelia grabbed his passing arm and gave him a sincere look. He sighed and continued to pace; then plopped down into the large backed chair, shaking his leg impatiently.
After a few minutes, he vaulted himself out of the chair to pace again with a worried expression. William raked his fingers through his blond hair and glanced at the closed doors. He was worried. William had waited for what seemed like ages before someone finally came out of that room.
William nearly tackled the doctor when he walked out of the room, wiping his hands on a bloody apron.
"Is Emma alright?" William resisted shaking the doctor. "And what about the baby? Are they alright?"
"Actually, Sir." The doctor said as he gently removed William's hands from his shoulders and placed one of his on the disgruntled man's shoulder. "They are doing fine."
William sagged into the soft high top chair again with relief that nothing terrible had happened. After a few deep breaths he stood up more calmly this time and asked, "Can I go in and see them now?"
The doctor thought for a moment, "Only if you're quiet, Emma has had quite a day; it's not often that I get to deliver twins the first time around."
William practically knocked the chair over in shock when he grabbed it for support and quickly straightened himself out of embarrassment. He blushed as he cleared his throat.
"I'm sorry, I don't think I quite heard you right, but did you say twins?"
"Yes, Sir. A boy and a girl to be precise." The doctor watched William closely just to make sure he wasn't going to pass out.
"William this is wonderful news." She got up and kissed his cheek. "May I go in and see her and my grandchildren?" The doctor nodded and bowed his head a little as she then walked past him and opened the double doors, with a soft click she closed them behind her. The doctor clapped William's shoulder, gave him a sympathetic look and walked down the hallway.