The Five Demigods

Chapter 87

Kirstie walked into the kitchen and got herself a glass of water.

Shed been having abdominal pains off and on for several hours, but nothing to knock her off her feet. She just chopped it up to Braxton Hicks, given she was still moving around.

Scott had been going for twelve hours already and it was currently four in the morning. Kirstie couldn't sleep, so she was just wondering aimlessly around the house.

A sharp pain started in her stomach and made her stop her walking and breathe. With a hand on her stomach, and another on her hip, she tilted her head back and took a deep breath, slowly exhaling it. She did this several times until she could move again.

She turned and saw Mitch, who was holding an empty glass, just staring at her.

"What?" She asked, grumpier than intended.

"Are you okay?" He said in a tone told her he knew the answer.

"I'll be fine." She rubbed her stomach, just as another small wave of pain hit her. "Ooh." She breathed, putting her hand on the wall for support.

Mitch raised a questioning eyebrow. "Ya sure?"

"Yes, Mitch." She replied, exasperated. "Just, go get your water and shoo."

"I'm actually returning the glass to the sink because Scott's done with it and is about as asleep as he's gonna get. Soooo, try again."

Another wave of pain. This one strong enough that she grabbed a chair and gave a small yelp, her hand cradling the bottom of her stomach.

"Have you tried sitting down?" Mitch suggested.

"I'm gonna smack you..." Kirstie threatened as she saw Mitch roll his eyes, put the glass on the counter, and coming over to her.

"Come on." He said gently, helping her over to the couch.

She gave another yelp and almost went to her knees before Mitch grabbed her and held her against him.

"Just breathe. In through your nose, out through your mouth." He encouraged.

She gasped at the same time Mitch felt something soaking through his pants.

"Kirstie..." he said, not knowing how to feel about what he just felt.

She finished his sentence for him. "My water just broke."

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"Oh, my god." Scott hissed as he made his way to the bathroom...again. "ooh, ow. Chill out just for a moment, could ya?"

A kick to his kidney told him "No".

He sighed and did his business, then made his way back to his bed.

He'd woken up with the room empty, and was gonna go back to sleep, but his bladder had other plans.

So now, he was awake. Yay.

He slowly situated himself on the bed and took slow deep breaths as the pain increasingly got worse.

"Ah! My god!" He yelled out, then curled into himself as it just got worse. She was moving and all, but, not fast enough. He was about to ask Mevin and Leigh to just cut this baby out of him, but that would be another "No" and he knew it.

"For fucks sake!" He sobbed out.

He heard the door open, a scramble, and a person was right behind him, holding him.

"You're okay." Leigh said. "I've got you. You're okay."

"Make it stop." Scott grunted.

"I can't and you know that." She grabbed his hand and allowed him to squeeze as hard as he needed to. "You've got this. You're okay. Just think: when this is over, you're gonna have your beautiful baby girl in your arms."