Tim Bradford:
Okay. Okay. So this is happening.
Bailey Nune:
Wait, what? What's happening?
Tim Bradford:
Lucy's in labor.
Angela Lopez:
WHAT?!
John Nolan:
HOLY SHIT.
Celina Juarez:
I KNEW it was going to happen soon! But now? At choosing wallpaper?!
Tim Bradford:
Yeah, she was just picking out baby wallpaper, and her water broke. So... here we are.
Nyla Harper:
Did you panic?
Tim Bradford:
No. Well, yes. But I did the right thing! I called the hospital, and we're at St. Stephan's. She's in Room 202.
Sergeant Grey:
Good job, Bradford. Don't screw this up.
Tim Bradford:
I'm trying my best here. I don't know what to do. She's in a lot of pain, but she keeps telling me she's fine and no big deal.
Bailey Nune:
She's being tough. That's Lucy for you. Just... make sure she's comfortable and breathe, Tim.
John Nolan:
How is she handling it?
Tim Bradford:
Uh, so far? She's calm. But it's only been, like, an hour. And she definitely kicked me out of the room once.
Angela Lopez:
Kicked you out? Lmao.
Tim Bradford:
I was just trying to help, but apparently I was in her way.
Celina Juarez:
Honestly, that sounds pretty on-brand for Lucy.
Sergeant Grey:
She's going to be a great mom. Let me know if you need anything, Bradford.
Tim Bradford:
I just need a moment to breathe! But, seriously, if you guys can come by later, it would mean a lot to us.
Bailey Nune:
We're on our way! I'll bring a birthing kit, snacks, and some motivational speeches.
Tim Bradford:
No speeches. Just ice cream.
Angela Lopez:
On our way!
Celina Juarez:
I'll be there in 20. Someone call the baby an ice cream sundae, please.
John Nolan:
Can I bring balloons?
Tim Bradford:
Maybe... Don't make it weird.
Nyla Harper:
I'm bringing a giant teddy bear.
Tim Bradford:
No stuffed animals! Just—please—keep it simple.
Bailey Nune:
Don't worry, we won't come empty-handed.
Tamara Collins:
I'll grab some essential oils and calming music. You know, to help with the vibe.
Tim Bradford:
Tamara, please. Just bring food. Lots of food.
Sergeant Grey:
Tim, I know you're panicking, but get a grip. She'll be okay. Just... focus. It's her big moment.
Tim Bradford:
I'm trying. I just want her to be okay.
Bailey Nune:
She will be. And so will you.
Angela Lopez:
Let's get that baby here already!
John Nolan:
Seriously though, Tim. How are you holding up?
Tim Bradford:
Uh, slightly terrified. But I'll live.
Celina Juarez:
Just remember to breathe, and keep your cool. And if you start hyperventilating, we'll talk you down.
Tim Bradford:
I'm going to need all the help I can get.
Nyla Harper:
We're on our way. No one panic.
Tamara Collins:
I'm bringing a whole playlist of calm vibes, so we've got this.
Sergeant Grey:
Stay calm, Tim. You're going to do great.
Tim Bradford:
Thanks, everyone. And I'll keep you posted.
A few hours later...
Tim Bradford:
She's doing great. The baby is almost here. Lucy's still in way more pain than I expected, but we're hanging in there.
Angela Lopez:
I told you to breathe, Tim!
John Nolan:
And she's going to be okay. You got this.
Bailey Nune:
Tell Lucy we're all cheering for her.
Tim Bradford:
I will. And thanks for the support.
Tamara Collins:
And when this is all over, I'm bringing her some lavender oil to relax. Might need it after this rollercoaster!
Tim Bradford:
Please do. After all this, I think we could both use it.
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