The Surgeon

Chapter 73: Ill Step In

*Filler Chapter to catch up to speed* ;)

*Amanda's Point of View*

---Delivery Day---

I woke up in my massive home alone. I felt a sharp pain in my stomach. It must be Braxton hicks contractions. I got up to get some orange juice. As I was pouring a contraction hit and I dropped the orange juice. I groaned out watching it pour all over the floor as I gripped the counter. "fuuuccckkkk" well I can still talk so it must be Braxton still. I sighed walking over to the towel rack grabbing one. On my way back to the spill I felt wetness run down my leg. "what the fuck?"

I waddled to the bathroom to see what it was. My water broke. My heart started to race. I started for the kitchen and another contraction hit me. "ooooooooh nooooooo. Don't do this to me now..." I took deep breaths calling James. He didn't answer. I call Steve, he didn't answer. I called tony, he didn't answer. I was so over these men. I called Marco no answer! I decided to call Beverly, she picked up on the first ring.

"Hey, sweetie wha..."

Another contraction hit "oooooohhhhhh ffuuuccckkkkkk....sorry Bev, I'm in labor..aahhhhhhhhhh. no one will..."

I started to deep breath "honey where are you I am coming."

"house....levi....house..."

"ok hang tight kiddo."

I was freaking out. I was going to have this baby in our home. Just then the doorbell rang. I couldn't even walk to the door. I was too busy deep breathing my contractions were only 10 minutes apart. I was still ok.

"Amanda?!"

I heard James's voice booming in the house. He came running into the kitchen to me gripping the kitchen table breathing. "OH god...what do I do? What do you need? What is happening?"

I let out a frustrated grunt "I...am...in...laaaabooorrrrr!"

His eyes got wide. He nodded his head lifting me up and carrying me to the car. He ran back inside getting my hospital bag and throwing it in the back. He slid in and sped off. "Wait! Beverly!"

He nodded "she called me and sent me here before here said you needed help. I hung up after she said that. I thought you were in danger."

I nodded closing my eyes. We pulled into the hospital and they wheeled me in right away. He brought the bags and got me checked in as I was admitted right away. They brought in my gown and I started to strip as James ran in with my bags. He turned away "sorry they said I could come in..."

"Help. Me."

He turned to me nodding. He walked over and tied the back of the gown and helped me to bed. The nurses and doctor ran into the room. They didn't waste time hooking me up to monitors. The doctor checked me "alright we are ready when you are. When you feel a contraction you push with everything you got ok?" he looked over at James "Dad, did you want to hold her hand for support."

He didn't correct him at all he walked over grabbing my hand. He whispered into my ear "I'm with you, you got this."

I kept my breathing centered and focused on my baby. A contraction hit and I full forced pushed. "Good one, good job, you got this. Let's get your baby boy out." I had tears streaming down my face. I wanted to meet him so bad. My whole body was on fire the pain was unlike anything I have ever felt, and I've been shot. "Alright push on three. One, two, threeeee!" I pushed again with all my might. I was feeling light-headed and tired. I started to close my eyes hearing the monitors beep.

"Amanda, stay awake stay strong, your boy is almost here!"

James squeezed my hand and I jolted up. I huffed a little more and gave it my all. I felt the pressure release and the cries of my son filled the room. I fell back into the bed and James took a towel wiping my forehead. "You did amazing, this was incredible Amanda..."