Paul's pov
18 years ago (the day he had April and Robbie)

I felt a pain so horrible I couldn't stand it. I told Kelly (April's dad) that I was having really bad pain and I was scared. I never had pain like this before so Kelly picked me up off the couch where I was curled up and took me to the hospital. Things started to get blurry and I was going in and out of consciousness. When we arrived at the hospital I was feeling faint and went completely limp in Kelly's arms.

8 months later

I heard this voice telling me to wake up and it's time for me to go back. I opened my eyes and blinked a couple of times. I looked around and saw the room empty. I tried to move my arms and nothing happened. I let out a sigh and heard my door open. The person walked in and jumped when they saw me awake.

"Y-your awake it's a miracle do you know what happened- wait let me get you some water first then I'll ask questions," the nurse I guess said and walked out the door. 2 minutes later she came back with a doctor and a glass of water. She held my head up and put the cup against my lips letting the water touch it. I took small sips until I drunk about half the cup and tried to clear my dry throat. "Okay you can blink twice for yes and once for no. Do you know where you are," I blinked twice "do you know your name," I thought for a second and blinked twice "do you know why you were brought into the hospital," I blink once "Okay I'll tell you why you are here but let me check your vitals first." She looked at my chart and started checking my eyes, blood pressure, and my arms and legs. Once she finished the doctor left and the nurse sat down beside me on my hospital bed.

"You were in labor when you were brought in to my understanding the pain got so bad you passed out. The guy that carried you in was looking so scared. Luckily I was working that night and I asked to keep an eye on you. Well anyway we took you back into the operating room and informed the guy that you were in labor. The doctor removed the babies and took them to icu one baby was actually healthy and full term which was a big shock but the second was on his last breath he wasn't gonna make it. we deemed the first baby healthy and we moved him to the nursery and took the guy that brought you here over to see him. You were already announced to be in a coma so he decided to look after the baby. We told him about the health of the second kid and he decided to let the baby stay to get all the help he needed since he was on a breathing machine because of lack of nutrients and some fluid in his lungs. He actually went and saw the baby then he died. We tried everything we could but decided that he was dead. We took him off the breathing machine and then a little breath came from him like he was trying to breath on his on. We hooked him back up to the machine and took him to the lab for testing.

He had difficulty breathing but he was a fighter and he fought and ended up getting better. The guy had long gone since we announced him dead so we didn't know how to get in contact with him so we took care of him until an older couple arrived about 2 months later. They said they were your parents and they showed us legal documents that shows that you are their child and they decided to look after the child until you woke up. They took the child and left like they were never there. That was the last we heard of them and we kept looking in on you to make sure you were still alive and now it's been 8 months since you gave birth." She told me the story and I cried so hard. I missed so much of my kids life and I don't even know where to go. I can't remember anything that happened before so I can't even look for this supposed guy she was speaking of. I guess I should start with my parents since they have my child and maybe they'll know who he was.

1 month later

I finally get out the hospital today. I'm so excited I can't wait to meet my baby. When I finally got discharged I caught a cab which was conveniently outside the hospital doors. The nurse said something to the driver then walked away with a goodbye to me. I told the driver a address I remembered like the back of my hand. When he pulled up outside the house I got out but remembered that I didn't have any money. He waved me off and drove away. I walked to the door and rung the doorbell. About a minute later a woman opened the door.

"Paul is that you," the lady asked opening the door looking at me shocked.

"It's me is my mom and dad here," I asked my old maid.

"Yes yes come in I'm so happy to see you. Your parents said you went somewhere to get your life together but obviously I didn't believe it." When I heard that I became angry because you came to the hospital took my son and left not even checking on me but you tell everyone else I went to 'get my life together' unbelievable. I'm taking my kid and leaving before they fill up my kid's head up with lies.

I walk into the house and looked around no one was down here. I walk upstairs to my old room because like instinct I knew where it was. As I walked down the hall I saw a door with the name Robbie. I burst out crying because they named my kid it might didn't seem important to anyone else but I wanted to give my kid a name I thought about.

I went into my room and closed my eyes. I remembered I kept an old backpack in my closet and it had money and clothes in it. I went to my closet and quickly looked for the bag. When I found it I quietly went to the room labeled Robbie and walked in. I see a baby sleeping in the crib he looks just like me. I quickly moved around the room grabbing some of his stuff and picked him up. He stirred a little but I rocked him back to sleep. I walked down the steps quietly and walked towards the front door until I heard, "he is a cute baby you know please let me know how you both are," the maid said walking to me and slipping a piece of paper in my pocket and giving me a hug and the baby a kiss on the head.

I quickly walk down the streets in case of any nosey neighbors and walked to a hotel. I paid for a night and when I got to my room the baby was just waking up. I guess he's hungry I'm glad I got some bottles and formula packed in his bag. I quickly made a bottle and changed his diaper so he can eat with a clean diaper. I gave him his bottle and he looked up at me so I started humming a song and he started to close his eyes.

When I finished he was sleeping so I put him so his head was on my shoulder and patted his back. When I heard a burp I laid the baby down and grabbed my bag to count how much cash I had. I counted about $3000 dollars that should last us until I get a job. I laid down beside my baby and went to sleep deciding I'll go look for a place tomorrow.

"Then I found an apartment and found a job at some restaurant then I moved out of the apartment and rented this house. It wasn't easy but I made it work then I met Darri's dad and we hit it off then after I had him we broke it off luckily it was on good terms then two years later you came knocking on my door. Maybe one day I'll see your dad again and tell him about Robbie." I said wiping my eyes and looking at April to see he was crying and cuddling into Marcus. He'll be a good parent to his kids and I won't try to kidnap my grandkid like my parents. I mean I understand I was in a coma but you could have been checking to see if I'm okay and when I did wake up they could have given me a ride home. The only thing I regret is not looking for April but I had no leads I couldn't even remember Kelly's name until after I met April. I remember having some dreams when Robbie was still a baby about a guy. I didn't think anything of it but now it might've been memories from my time with Kelly. Now I have my babies back and nobody's taking them away from me. I'll fight until my last breath and even when I'm dead no one will hurt them. No one.