HARD TIMES ━ lip gallagher²

07 | frozen peas

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AMARA HADN'T BEEN IN her house for more than five minutes before someone started to wail from outside. She nearly jumped off the couch in fright, and shared a looked with her sister. "Did you hear that, too?"

Amara stood, and peered through the curtains. "It's Debbie."

"Well, that the fuck is she doing?"

She tensed, and bolted out the door. "Debbie?!"

"Fuck!" The redhead yelled. "Help me! God, this hurts so bad. Fuck, fuck fuck-"

"Jesus Christ, are you in labor?!" Silvia rushed towards the front door of the Gallagher household and pushed it open as Amara helped guide her up the steps, groaning the whole time. "Someone get out here!"

Of course, with Amara's luck, it was Lip, but they didn't have time to be weird around one another as they led Debbie into the living room. Majority of everyone from Fiona's bachelorette party was still there, and they crowded around the screaming girl, who was now lying on the couch.

"All right, all right," Kev was pacing. "I can go get my truck, and the rest of you can fit in Amara's car, right? Then we can go to the hospital."

"No!" Debbie protested as Fiona crouched down before her. "No hospitals!"

"We don't have time to argue," Fiona tried pulling her up, but Debbie screeched like a demon. Amara winced and stepped back to hover near Silvia, who looked as helpless as Amara felt.

"No shit!" Veronica was peering under Debbie's skirt. "This baby is coming."

"Now?!"

"She's crowning."

"Whatever that means," Amara muttered.

"The fuck are you doing?" Lip demanded at Svetlana, who had her phone out.

"I capture moment."

Amara was so caught off guard that she actually laughed. All heads turned in her direction, each and every one of them wearing an expression of disbelief. "Sorry. I'm nervous. Continue with your labor going."

"Quick, who delivered Liam?" Fiona asked Lip, who shook his head.

"Uh, Monica. She was high. He slid right out."

"What, so we just give Debbie a bunch of drugs?" Silvia questioned.

Debbie's head snapped over in her direction. "What are you even doing here?! Get out!"

"Yeah, I have a problem with authority. No can do."

"Go get Sylvia from down the block," Fiona ordered Lip. "She's a nurse."

"No good," Kev cut in. "She's at Cook County."

"I thought she worked at Rush?"

"No, Cool County Department of Corrections," Veronica said. "She shot her husband."

Fiona glanced around hopelessly before looking back to V. "You worked at a nursing home."

"Changing bed pans, I never delivered a damn baby!"

"Amara!" Fiona yelled, and she gave a yelp of surprise. "Get over here. You helped deliver Silvia, didn't you?"

"I sat on the floor and sobbed while Margot made me feed her frozen peas as she bled and pushed Via out into the bathtub. I didn't do anything."

Fiona sighed. "Uhm, okay, let's get her into the kitchen."

"What, is she gonna have the baby on the table?" Sean asked as they moved Debbie.