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Victoria (Part 2)

I would suggest listening to 'Cassandra' while listening to this💔

*Still in flashback*

"You can't be, Frida. You're only 25 weeks, barely over 6 months. If you are it's probably just braxton hicks, nothing to worry about." Benny reassured her, kissing his wife's forehead.
"This feels different Benny, mothers know when something's wrong with their baby, it's an instinct." Frida breathed, holding her stomach.

"Shall we go to the hospital just to make you feel better?" He noticed the tears forming in her eyes. Frida nodded solemnly, gripping his hand.
"It hurts, Ben, why does it hurt?" The woman whimpered, leaning against her husband's chest.
"I don't know my love, but we really should get you seen." Benny's fear began to increase as he wiped the sweat from Frida's brow.

"I feel like I'm going to die." She groaned, doubling over.
"I'll help you walk to the car." He supported what seemed to be her entire body weight, practically carrying her.

As they entered the airport, the press surrounded ABBA like starving dogs in front of their supper.

"Agnetha, which hotel are you staying at?"

"Björn, will you be sharing a room with your ex-wife?"

"Benny, do you have any updates on your impending arrival?"

And they had a field day when they spotted a very weak, pasty Anni-Frid.

"Anni-Frid, are you alright?"

"Is it true you just survived a tornado?"

"Has being pregnant affected your performance, Frida?"

"Do you regret this pregnancy? It is your 3rd after all!"

"Was this minsting planned?"

"What was your and Benny's original thoughts when you found out?"

"Do you plan on having any more?"

"Frida, Frida! Over here!"

"Are you usually this pale?"

Frida began to wail violently, and thankfully Björn and Agnetha had the sense to block her from view while Benny carried her bridal style.

"Shh, I'm here. Nothing can hurt you while I'm here." Benny whispered soothingly, holding onto her shaking body with all his might.

Yes, something definitely isn't right here.

"Take them to the nearest hospital please." Agnetha called to the driver, tapping on top of the car.
"But - you need to get to the hotel." Frida panted, looking at her friends in exasperation.
"Missy, your BABY is in danger, you are clearly our top priority here! And Björn and I can walk there instead, or - or take a taxi." The blonde giggled when she noticed her ex-husband's disgruntled expression.

"Yeah darling, we need ABBA's littlest member to be okay." He smiled sincerely, tightly grasping her hand through the tiny window.
"I'm sure it's fine, really... Benny said it's probably just Braxton Hicks so..."
"And it's obvious that I was wrong, so don't listen to me. I never should've doubted you." Benny interrupted her with a passionate kiss.

"I'm scared, Benny; more scared than I've ever been in my entire life." The brunette hiccuped, mind in a whirl. If anything happened to their baby girl it would be Frida's fault... she should've protected her. Maybe she wasn't cut out to be a mother after all. She'd abandoned Hans and Lotta, and with all the touring and fame in general, would her minsting feel her absence as much as they did growing up?