The Angel of Small Heath

1919

season 1 episode 1

(French in italics)

Aurora gasped in pain her eyes fluttering open in shock. Clutching her stomach she groaned in discomfort.

 Rolling over she gazed at Tommy's peaceful face, deciding to head to the bathroom to relieve herself Aurora crept carefully off the bed. Waddling to the door she paused in her step, the jabbing pain returning.

Subconsciously Tommy's mind knew Aurora had left his side, leaving him to fight off a nightmare he so rarely got. Breathing heavily, he twisted in his sheets. With a gasp of breathe he awoke reaching across the bed for his Aurora. Finding it empty he noticed a damp spot under the covers, something Aurora had missed.

"Aurora!" he shouted frantically, still trembling from his nightmare. "Tom?" she called out, holding in a groan of pain. "Tom, come here. I need your help". Springing from his bed Tommy rushed to his wife, he could hear the worry in her voice.

"Aurora, darling are you alright, eh? what's wrong? " he questioned, watching his wife clutch onto the sink.

"Tom, ahhh! I think the babies are coming!" she groaned in pain, her eyes open wide in fear. "Ok, ok" he hushed, picking her up gently before making his way back into their room. 

"Tom, call for Kit to get my mom and get Kat to get Pol" she gasped out a light sheen of sweat gathered on her forehead. "Alright, Mon Armour. Keep breathing for me, eh? slow and steady" 

Five minutes had passed when the house elves had returned with the two women, who immediately got to work. Evangeline had researched and helped with a few births in order to help her daughter when the time came.Pushing Tommy out of the room, all he could do was sit listening to his wife cry out in pain. 

Hours had passed and Aurora was in agony, her little body tiring quickly. She cried out for Tommy wanting him by her side. "Just get him in here! Please!"

 Not able to take it any longer, Tommy stormed through the door, a man on a mission. Ignoring the shouts of protest from Polly he crouched beside his wife. 

"Tommy, it's too hard" she cried, the birthing potion unfortunately not taking affect leaving Aurora to experience the birth in full effect.

"You got this! Hey! look at me! You got this, soon we're going to holding our three little babies, okay?!" he whispered encouragingly, holding in his fear. 

"Alright, baby! It's time to push, on your next contraction you're going to push with all your might okay?"  Evangelina cooed softly, setting herself up. The birth was already taken a toll on her, she couldn't imagine what her daughter was feeling.

On her fifth push, Aurora finally felt a bit of relief. The sound of cries filled the room as her baby took it's first breathe of air. Tommy watched in awe as his wife sagged tiredly against him, she had just brought new life into this world. 

"It's a boy!" Pol exclaimed quickly handing the baby off to Evangeline who made sure that everything was okay before handing the baby to his mother. His cries stopping immediately as he lay on her bare chest.

Crying softly Aurora looked down her pudgy little baby, kissing his head gently. "Tom" she called her attention never straying from her tiny baby. "We're parents" she sniffled, looking up at him with heart shaped eyes.

Pol smiled holding an emotional Evangeline as she wept in happiness for her daughter. Tom remained frozen in shock staring at the small bundle in his wife's arms. Wiping the tear that fell he watched as his son wiggled around nuzzling into her chest. His eyes opening for the first time, he was so vulnerable not knowing what shit world he had just joined.