Chapter 44

Two months later, it was August. As planned, Cassie, Babsie and Xavier had joined the tour in July for the US. The tour was drawing to a close, only a couple more weeks to go.

Isaac was just sleeping in his bunk while they travelled to the next stop during the night, when he felt someone tugging at his arm.

"Ike?" Babsie whispered.

Isaac groaned.

"Go back to sleep. It's the middle of the night." he yawned.

"I, I think I had a contraction."

"That's nice."

Isaac rolled over and tried to get back to sleep. But he couldn't because Babsie was shaking him.

"Ike!" she hissed. "C'mon, don't go back to sleep."

Isaac probably would have gone to sleep, except that Babsie had another contraction right there. He rolled over to look at her.

"What was that?" he asked. "And next time, not in my ear."

"Ooh, I'm so sorry." She replied sarcastically. "I mean, it's not as if the twins have decided to make an appearance."

"Contractions?" he asked.

"No kidding."

Now he was awake.

**********

Isaac informed the driver to take them to the nearest hospital. Unfortunately, it was about two hours away.

They hadn't foreseen this possibility.

Fortunately, all Hansons are well versed in how do deal with situations like this. Of course, when you consider how many of them there are, can you really blame them?

In fact, by the time they arrived at the hospital, everyone in the tour bus was awake (Hello? Screaming during labour?) and Isaac had delivered his own kids. Guess that makes up for missing out on Xaviers' birth altogether.

**********

After a morning show they did on radio that morning, Isaac was finally able to visit Babsie in the hospital.

"Do you have any idea how hard it is to think of something that goes with Esmerelda?" he asked her.

She grinned.

"You only need to think of a one-syllable name."

"Yeah, I know that. I was thinking 'Faith'."

"Esmerelda Faith Hanson." Babsie said aloud. "Yep, I like it."

"You know, I was looking in this name book... and I found a very interesting name."

"Yeah?"

"Babette."

Babsie laughed.

"What does that mean?"

"Little Barbara."

"That could be bad." She replied, giving him an amused look and a small groan.

"C'mon, what's wrong with Babette Hanson?"

Chapter 45