One Word One Shots

Surprise

Jasmine gripped Anthony's hand tightly as another contraction started, the pain peaking to a higher point. "Oh God," she choked out, squeezing Anthony's hand tightly.

"Hey baby, you're okay, just hold onto me," he said, kissing the top of her head.

It was in the early hours of the morning and Jasmine's water had broken an few hours ago, leading them to the hospital.

She relaxed as it ended and laid back against the bed, cradling her bump. "You wanna make any last minute bets?" she asked, smiling up at him.

"No, I really have no idea," he said, laughing and placing his hand on her bump.

"Cmon boy or girl?" she teased, placing her hand over his.

He sighed and said, "Fine, if I have to choose, I'm choosing girl. Now what about you?"

Jasmine thought for a minute, feeling tiny kicks against her stomach. "I dunno, I don't think I can pick," she responded.

"Hey, if I have to pick, then you do too," he said.

"Who's the one pushin' this baby out of their body?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.

He laughed and said, "Okay fine, whatever the queen says."

She smiled, but her expression switched up when another contraction started. "Ooh, ooh another strong one," she said, gripping his hand again.

"Hey c'mere baby," he said, getting into the bed with her and cradling her against him. "I got you, just focus on breathing."

She gripped his hand tighter, leaning into him. He rubbed her bump and kissed her forehead, gently rocking her.

She took a deep breath and snuggled against him as the contraction ended. He rubbed her back, hoping to relieve some of her pain and stood up as her doctor came in to check her progress.

"How much longer is this gonna last?" Jasmine asked, running her hand through her hair and leaning her head against the pillows.

"Well, you're at 10 centimeters, you'll be ready to start pushing soon," she told her.

The two of them looked up, the realization starting to hit them. "Really?" Jasmine asked.

"You're about to become a mom," she said, smiling at the couple.

However, that statement proved to be easier said than done. An hour into pushing, Jasmine could feeling her energy fading and she didn't know how much longer it would take.

"Alright Jasmine, you're gonna push for 5 more seconds," her doctor said, counting down the seconds.

"Anthony, I can't, I can't do it anymore. It hurts too much," she cried, gripping onto free his hand with both of hers.

"Hey, hey, hey, don't say that baby girl, I know you can do this," he said, softly kissing her shoulder. "I know it hurts right now, but you're doing so well, this'll be over soon."

She looked up at him with teary eyes, asking, "Can you push for me?"

He laughed softly and said, "If I could, I would do it in a heartbeat, but I can't. You're doing great though, this won't last forever."

"Another push, here we go," the doctor told her.

"Oh god," Jasmine muttered, Anthony's free arm around her shoulders supporting her as she leaned forward.

"Cmon baby, you're doing great," Anthony said, brushing his thumb over her shoulder.

Jasmine squeezed his hand so tightly that her knuckles turned white as she tried to block out the burning pain and push.