William finally got up the courage to get out of the chair and walk into the room. By that time, all the maids had cleared out with the towels and the water and the only obvious people left in the room were Emma, his mother.
"EMMA!" William dashed over to a sobbing Emma and wrapped his arms around her, knocking his mother off of the bed. "Are you alright? What's the matter?" he took a hold over her face and wiped away as many tears as he possibly could.
"Excuse me…" the older woman grumbled as she remained planted on the floor.
"Sorry Mother, I got carried away." William helped his mother into the closest chair and then returned to his seat on the bed.
"Nothing, I'm just so happy right now." Emma looked at him with swollen red eyes; she looked tired, no not tired exhausted. She looked like she could have fallen asleep right then and there. She also clutched the bundle of blankets closer.
William kissed her forehead and tried to hug her close, but the bundle stirred and turned; then he proceeded to cry.
"Looks like someone is a light sleeper." William's mother chuckled from her seat.
Then another cry joined his and before long both babies were screaming. Emma went completely white not knowing what to do with one wailing infant in her arms and the other in the bassinet.
William picked the pink bundle up and started to rock her. William was shushing the little girl and rocking her while pacing. Emma looked at him and she heard the cries start to cease. With the little boy still wailing in her lap, Emma decided that it this was the way to comfort her son. She put the still crying child back into the bassinet and pulled to covers away.
"Emma? Where do you think you're going?" William asked as Emma bravely planted both feet on to the floor and stood up. She wobbled for a few seconds before collapsing to the floor in a dead faint.