Well...that ended terribly.

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Shawn called the police. And Nate got arrested and blah blah blah blah. We got more important things to talk about. Like the fact that I was in labor 2 months early.

"Baby are you okay?" Shawn asked when I fell to the floor screaming.

"No Shawn- I'm going through labor."
"Labor!"
"Yeah it's this thing where the baby I've been carrying for seven months decides that now would be the perfect time to pop out."
"I know what labor is Navy! I just didn't think it would be happening now.
"Well it is. And I need you to run downstairs and get one of the paramedics."
He bolted out the door and down stairs. I sat in the bed and I had another contraction. Shit. I started blacking out. Spots danced across my eyes. And I couldn't see things correctly. Suddenly Shawn and some random lady burst through the door. "Hey I got her." He said triumphantly. I tried to stand and walk over to them but I fell to the ground.
"Woah, Woah,Woah, let's not have you do that. Come-on I'll get you to the hospital. She mumbled into her dispatcher thing. It made some noise that she obviously understood.
"Alright they can't get the hospital bed up here, so we need to get you downstairs safely. Sir? Are you able to help her?"he nodded. And I expected him to just help me walk by he pick me up Bridal style. "I'm too far for this your gonna break your back Shawn."
"Don't say that. Even if you are pregnant, your the lightest thing I've ever held." I laughed but got interrupted by another contraction. Shawn wobbled on the stairs.
"It's alright. Breathe."
I tried and I closed my eyes and counted to ten...but ten lasted a lot longer than expected.
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I woke up to silence. Which is normally really great, but not when your supposed to be having a kid.
"Hey Macy..." Shawn looked sad.
" What? What happened.''
" I-I think Nash should be the one to tell you."
I looked around the room. Everyone was here, Nash, Carter, the Jacks, Aaron, and Mathew.
The looks on their faces and I knew. I knew I'd put prices together. "Is she gone?"
"No, but she is in critical condition. The baby was born two months early."
"Oh my god. It was Nathan."
"What?!" Everyone asked.
"Before I went to go see you guys Nate told me I had to eat the toast he gave me. But I told him that I'd get something while I was out. Of course he told me to and I didn't think it was a big deal so I did. And it tasted kinda weird but I just thought it was my hormones so I ate it to please him. Then he came to me and Shawn but he said he hoped I couldn't feel the baby being ripped out of me and he wanted to kill the baby just to prove something. The doctors told me it was post traumatic stress disorder when he went to therapy for erratic Behavior. Course I didn't listen. I loved him. God I'm so fucking stupid."
"I'm going to fucking kill him. He hurt my baby. Both of them."
"I can't believe this. He jump-started my labor."


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