We Could Be Something

“Have you managed to get a hold of him yet?” Adriana posed softly, her blue eyes peeking towards her father who sat beside her bed, her phone pressed against his ear. It had been a while, after her waters had broken, Rafael had been quick to get her to the hospital, but still there was no sign of Iker, something which more than worried her.

She knew that it wasn’t her first time, she had already been through labour in order bring both Olivia and Luca into the world, but still the idea of doing it without Iker beside her scared her, even if she did have her father, she wanted Iker by her side when she pushed their baby into the world.

Rafael, who’d been listening to Iker’s voicemail message again, startled at the sound of Adriana’s voice before he pulled the phone away from his ear, shaking his head a little. “I keep getting his voicemail” he admitted softly “And I’ve tried all of the other numbers he put in here too, but I’ve had no joy” he added gently.

Adriana mulled his words over for a couple of seconds before she shook her head, a small sniffle falling out of her mouth. “I need him here, papa” she protested softly “I…I don’t want to have to do this without him” she added, her voice sniffy and upset.

Rafael admired the tearful expression on her face for a couple of seconds before he stepped towards her, pressing a soft kiss against her head. “I know, sweetheart” he mumbled softly “I know you want him here and I promise you, I am going to do everything I can to get him here before that little one puts in their first appearance, but right now, Adriana, you need to focus on keeping yourself for that little baby in there, OK?” he added, his hand gently brushing over the top of her bump.

Adriana watched his hand for a couple of seconds before she took a couple of deep breaths, offering him a small nod. “You’re right” she mumbled “And I will try and calm down, but papa…”

“I will go and try and call him again” Rafael interrupted softly “And I will go and check on Olivia and Luca in the crèche. I’ll be back in a little while” he mused brightly before he pressed another kiss to the top of her head, moving to step out of the room.

Adriana watched after him for a couple of seconds before she carefully leant her head back, her hand gently brushing against her bump. “I know that you’re trying to get out of there” she mumbled softly “But I need you to hold on for a little while longer. Your papa, he’s not here yet, and I need you to wait for him, bump, please” she added, her thumb softly tracing circles into the material of the gown she wore.

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Holding the phone against his ear, Rafael tapped his foot impatiently, his ears plied with the sound of the dial tone. It had been a little while, after he and Adriana had arrived at the hospital, he had called Iker’s phone more times than he could remember, but still he hadn’t been able to get a hold of the keeper, something which irked him a little. He knew that it wasn’t Iker’s fault, the last time that Rafael had checked the time, he was almost halfway through the second-half of his match, but still he was annoyed that he couldn’t get a hold of him.

Listening to the dial tone for a couple of seconds longer, he contemplated hanging up the phone before the sound of Iker’s voice snipped into his ears, startling him slightly. “Addie?” Iker posed softly.

“Iker?” Rafael spluttered.

“Rafael?” Iker asked “What are you doing with Addie’s phone? Is everything OK?” he added, his tone growing more concerned.

“She’s in labour” Rafael noted “Her waters broke a couple of hours ago and…”

“She’s having the baby?” Iker interjected, his voice caught between awed and worried.

“The last time the midwife checked on her she was about 4cm dilated, but that was about half an hour ago. She’s doing Ok, Iker, but she needs you here” the older man explained softly.

Iker was quiet for a couple of seconds.

“Iker…”

“I am going to do whatever I can to get back in time” Iker interjected determinedly “I’m going to give it everything I have, but Rafael, if I can’t make it back, I need you to take care of her. Please, tell her that I love her and that I can’t wait to see her” he added.

“Of course” Rafael mused softly “I’ll tell her that and I’ll see you when you get here” he added gently.

“Gracias, Rafael” Iker noted politely before the line went dead.

Rafael spared a small look down towards the phone in his hand before he shook his head, moving to pad back towards Adriana’s room. Carefully nudging the door open, he stepped inside, something which made Adriana, who was being checked over by her midwife, lift her head. “Did you get a hold of him?” she posed, her blue eyes soft and tearful.

Rafael quirked a small smile before he nodded his head, moving to take a hold of her hand. “I’ve just spoken to him” he noted softly “He’s on his way, sweetheart” he added gently.

Adriana offered him another tearful look before the midwife cleared her throat, causing Rafael and Adriana to look towards her. “Is everything OK?” Rafael posed softly.

“Adriana’s progressing well” Eleanor mused “She’s nearly at 7cm now which is only 3 short of where we need to be before we take her to the delivery room. I’ll be back to check on you in a little while, but I don’t think that it will be much longer before you’ve got your new baby” she enthused brightly before she stepped out of the room.

Adriana watched after her for a couple of seconds before she shook her head, a small sniffle falling out of her mouth. “Papa…”

“I know” Rafael interjected, hugging her softly “I know you’re scared, but you’ve got me here and I am going to be as much of a help as I can be, OK? You’re doing a great job, sweetheart” he mumbled before he pressed another soft kiss to her head, trying to comfort her.