"Tobias." I grunt, shooting up in the middle of my sleep. I gasp, feeling a sharp pain in my stomach. Contractions.
"Tobias!" I gasp. He shoots up,
"What what is it?" He has a shocked look on his face, when I groan and grab my stomach.
"Is it time!!?" He asks, jumping out of bed and running over to my side.
I take a deep breath. "I think so."
"Ow. Oh my god..."
"Breathe Tris. Let's go." He puts his arms under knees and behind my back and skillfully picks me and and out of the house, making sure to grab the hospital bag first.
"Jesus!!" I yell, clutching my stomach.
"Not Jesus, just our baby." Four days.
I send a glare to him, "not the time for this." I growl.
He nods and walks faster into the infirmary. As soon as we walk through all the nurses understand and set me on a wheel chair and wheel me into one of the hospital rooms.
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A few hours later and I'm still in labor. Come on child. It doesn't take this long. I want to see you.
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"Okay, Tris, your fully dialated. Are you ready to start pushing?" She asks, I nod, taking a deep breath.
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About thirty minutes later I get to see my sweet baby boy for the first time ever. The nurse puts him in my hands and tears spring into my eyes, he's so beautiful.
"Have you picked a name yet?" One of the nurses ask. I look at Tobias and smile,
"It's..........."
HA SUCKERS! ANY NAME RECOMENDATIONS??? PLEASE HELP I HAVE NO IDEA.
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Truth or Dare? No war.
Humor"Its time."he says grabbing my hand and running to the back of the stage, then I look at my watch, its only 7:45 it doesn't start till 8:00, "Its not time yet."I say, once we teach the stage. "I know."he says, "I thought I would save you from them."...
