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kamala is in her 1st meeting of the day when she started feeling a sharp pain in her lower back and pelvis area. she gripped her chair bitting her lip. "madam, are you okay?" opal leaned over whispering in her bosses ear. "i think i'm having contractions..." kamala groaned. "can the vice president have the room please and get the second gentleman on the phone!" opal said to the rest of the cabinet. they all cleared and the phone rang. opal answered putting it on speaker. "kamala, honey?" doug asked. "yes..." kamala answered a bit out of breath. "you okay, love?" he said. "no, i'm having contractions." kamala said as she took after her paint suit coat. "im on my way!" doug said. doug rushed to the west wing conference room. when he made it to the conference room, he rushed inside to his wife. "DOUGIE!!" kamala was soooo happy to see him. "hey, hi honey!" he sat beside kamala grabbing her hand. they decided to wait on going to the hospital and go home. they called maya and tony, doug's parents, and the kids. kamala fell into an uncomfortable nap...her contractions were around 20 minutes apart. doug kept a close on kamala while she napped.
"mom! mommy?!" kinsley rushed into the naval observatory. "shhh! shhh! moms asleep." doug said hugging her. "okay...why haven't you guys gone to the hospital?" she asked. "the white house doctor said mom was only three centimeters dilated...so we decided to wait." doug said. kamala started to groan, gripping doug's hand a bit hard. "dougie!! ouchhh..." she whimpered. "i know...i'm right here. just breath!" doug kissed her temple. the phone started ringing. "i'll get it." kinsley hopped up off the floor. "the vice president residence!" she answered the phone. "hi pop!" kinsley smiled into the phone. "hi kid!" joe said. "how's your mom doing? she okay?" joe asked. "her and dad are laying on the couch! i think she napping still." kin said. "okay tell her i love her!" he said. "okay i will!" kinsley said. "i love ya, kid" joe smiled. "love you too!" she said before hanging up the phone. for the rest of the evening doug helped kinsley with her homework and they ate some dinner. "DOUG!?" kamala yelled after she like she peed herself. "what...what is it, sweetie?" he rushed into the living.
"my...my water broke!" kamala sobbed. "okay, okay, okay..." doug's mind went into overdrive in that moment. "KIN!" he yelled scrambling around the house. he changed out of his work clothes, gathered their phones, chargers, the hospital bag, and everything else he could think of. kinsley helped her mother put her shoes on and put her hair up. "fuck..." kamala groaned, squatting down gripping the couch. "mommy...you okay?" kinsley asked watching her mother fight through her pain. kamala felt dash shift in her stomach and she gagged. "where's my dougie??" she asked, breathless. "DAD! MOMMY ASKING FOR YOU!!" kinsley yelled out. "IM, COMING!!" doug yelled racing down the stairs.
