The devil wears Prada: Mirandas POV (My edition)

The Shock

Nigel walked into my office and asked what was wrong. I replied quickly, but quietly and in pain. "I think my water just broke." Just then a contraction hit and I doubled over on my chair in pain. Nigel ran over to me and told me to breath. I finally sat up in my chair and Nigel called Andrea into my office. Andrea ran into my office and had this shocked look on her face. I doubled over in my chair again as another contraction hit. Nigel rubbed my back through the contraction. I began to cry once the contraction finally ended. "Miranda what's wrong." I straightened up in my chair and cried even harder. "I cant be in labor. Its to early. I cant loose this baby." I was now squeezing the arm rest of my chair. "Miranda how far are you." I was in the middle of a contraction, but I was trying to speak. "I am only eight months along. I cant loose this baby." Nigel was now in panic mode. Andrea ran in and said the car was waiting downstirs. Nigel lifted me put of my chair, and I doubled over as another contraction hit hard. "Andrea grab Mirandas arm on the other side. you are coming to the hospital with us." Andrea agreed and garbbed my arm tight. We started to walk to the car when all the sudden we were stopped by James holt. "Miranda are you alright." I was breathing so Nigel answers "James. Miranda is in premature labor." He gasped and moved out of the way. "I am so sorry Miranda. Go take care of the two of you." I smiled as Nigel and Andrea started walking out to the car. When we were in the car I told Andrea and Nigel "I am so glad you two were here today." The pain was getting worse. The car jolted forward during a hard contraction. Nigel told my driver to be quick. "Miranda you and the baby are going to be perfect." Andrea said wiping my sweat with a towel. We arrived at the hospital and Andrea was the first to run inside to get a wheelchair. "Miranda lets get you up." Nigel said opening my door and helping me out. We climbed up the stairs to go through the emergency room doors. A contaction hit just as we walked in and I slipped out of Nigels grasped. I hit the floor hard and tryed to breath through the pain. Docter Mathew saw that I was on the floor and ran toward me. Nigel knelt down to help me up. "Miranda are you alright." I nodded my head as the contraction finally passed. "Miranda I didnt expect to see you for another four weeks." I gasped in pain as another contraction hit, andrea ran over to me with a wheelchair. Nigel helped me sit down. "Nurse open that door NOW." I was now in a birthing room, the docter went outside to talk to Nigel while Andrea helped me put on a gown. "Miranda you and the baby are going to get through this." I began crying as Andrea helped me get onto the bed. "I researched this. A baby this early has little to no chance of surviving. And the mother has worse chances. I cant die or loose this baby." Andrea wiped the tears away and looked me square in the eye. "Everything is going to be okay." I nodded my head and gasped in pain. I layed back onto the bed as Nigel and the Docter came running back in. Nigel took my hand and told me to relax while the docter examines me. I agreed, but Nigel never took his eyes off the Docter. "Miranda we need to deliver this baby NOW."