CHAPTER THIRTY SIX: NEWBORN

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Amara managed to get them to the hospital in one piece and without getting pulled over. She swerved into the nearest parking spot, rushing out the car and helping out Lisa and Lara. God, she was with two slow pregnant women. One was giving birth. Amara carried the baby bag, Lara was holding Lisa's arm.

She rushed over to the receptionist, a woman was sitting behind the counter looking bored until Amara ran in. "Uh, hi- her baby is comin'! We need help!" The woman stood up, looking between the two pregnant women confusedly, before realising it was Lisa who she was referring to.

"Alright, we'll get a room set up immediately." The woman nodded, gesturing towards some doors that led to another part of the hospital.

They had eventually gotten settled in a room, Lisa was trying her best to relax on the bed despite the contractions. Amara was filling in some forms before handing them to the nurse, who scanned them and frowned.

"Are you three related? Dating?"

Lara held back a chuckle, but Lisa definitely cackled whilst Amara shook her head.

"Nah, they just shagged the same guy." Lara answered for Amara, "Mine was from a good night in Vegas." The nurse didn't find any of it amusing.

"Well, considering you two aren't immediate family you have to go into the waiting room I'm afraid."

Lisa scoffed, "No, they both get to stay. Unless you want a screaming woman giving birth in the waiting room instead. I'm not doing this without them here!"

The nurse nodded in understanding, deciding to let the other two women stay instead of picking a fight with the hormonal mother. Amara went to the phone outside the room though to contact the people who needed to be informed about birth.

Like the father.

Amara nervously rang the number, leaning against the wall for a moment. Will he show up? It rang for a while, but he eventually picked up.

"Liam! You need to get to the hospital, now." Amara rushed out.

"Mara? What's wrong, are you alright?" He panicked. She mentally facepalmed at first since his own child didn't cross his mind first, knowing that Lisa was due any day.

"I'm fine! Lisa's in labour, so get your arse down here." She told him.

He was silent, but then said the unthinkable. "I'm busy right now, songbird. I'll stop by in the mornin' though."

Amara's tone became furious, "I don't give a shit if you're busy! Your child is on the way. So either come 'ere or go to hell. Pick up the fuckin' pace for once!"

"Amara-"

"No bloody excuses. Get 'ere now. I'll see ya' soon."

"Alright! I'll try."

"You better." Amara spat, hanging up the phone with a huff. It was like pulling teeth with him. What else could he be doing that's so important?

She thought of anyone else she could inform, and the other Gallagher she knew sprung into mind. Although she hadn't seen him in a while, it seemed appropriate. He was going to be an uncle after all and he seemed more reliable than his stupid brother.

Amara picked the phone back up and dialed the less evil Gallagher.

The man picked up the phone, "Who the bloody hell is this? How'd you get this number?"

"Noel! It's Amara!" She spoke.

Noel sounded surprised to hear the woman's voice. "Amara? We 'aven't spoken in ages, what's u-"

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