StaticQuake Baby: My Response to _Until-SHIELD_'s One Shot

Nine Months Later...

A/N: Oh, this might be worth mentioning, I don't know a lot about Agents of Shield so I will not be one hundred percent right on everything. I've seen one episode and learned bits and pieces from Boo friend. So please...be kind...

Daisy awoke with a start. A pain struck her lower abdomen. "I just want sleep, Child..." She grumbled. A swift kick to the ribs set her bolt upright. "Really?" She complained.

A sharp pain struck her lower abdomen again. She gripped the bedsheets, biting her lip. "Not today, you..." Daisy started. She felt a release of pressure and a trickle of fluid down her leg. "Are you fucking kidding me?" She pushed herself up and waddled to the bathroom. Once there, she pulled down her pants.

It was a clear fluid. Which was good in a sense but still bad. "Umm...okay... You mean business..." Daisy collected her thoughts, taking a deep breath. She quickly changed her pants and waddled to Lincoln's room, trying not to alert everyone to what was going on. This needed to be kept on the low-down for now.

She opened the door, Lincoln still sleeping. "Lincoln, get up..." Daisy whispered hoarsely. "Lincoln. Get. Up." He still didn't move. She marched, well, waddled angrily, to the bed. "Lincoln Campbell, I'm in labor! Get up!" Daisy whispered hoarsely, hitting him with a pillow she found on the floor.

Lincoln was up in a heartbeat. The blue sparks in his hands, being sent out. "Would you get up? And be careful!" Daisy whisper-shouted. She then had a contraction, making her lean forward on the desk. "Ah! Fuck!" Daisy cried out. Lincoln slapped a hand over her mouth. "I will bite you..." She growled.

Lincoln pulled his hand away. "Okay...okay..." Lincoln said softly, a fake calm in his voice. He placed hand on Daisy's lower back, trying to soothe her. The two waited for the contraction to subside before moving.

Once the contraction was gone, Daisy stood back up. Tears filling her eyes. Lincoln wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close. "You're doing this, Daisy..." He cooed, Daisy continued to cry. "I'm right here. I'm not going anywhere. We're in this together..." He kissed the top of her head and rubbed her back, hoping to soothe her.

Daisy pulled herself together as best she could, taking a breath. "Let's go before I opt to have the child in here..." She said.

"Just take it slow..." Lincoln said, still panicking internally. The two made their way to the elevator, praying no one was in it. When it opened, both sighed in relief, seeing nobody. They made their way down to the sick bay, Daisy getting changed into a gown. The medical staff examined her, poking and prodding until she demanded to be left alone.

Lincoln remained Daisy's rock the entire time, soothing her the best he could, staying diligent through her endless threats. Finally, she hit a breaking point. "L--Lincoln, I--I can't...any---more..." Daisy whimpered, breatheless and trembling.

It physically hurt to hear Daisy this defeated. She was always so determined. "Quake...you're so close..." Lincoln cooed. "How long before she can push?" He asked the male nurse, sitting guard at the door.

The nurse came over, checking her quickly. "Not much longer..." Daisy threw her head back, arching her back, crying out. Lincoln kissed her temple, squeezing her hand, hoping the warming electricity could soothe her. The nurse placed his fingers inside her again.

"Ah! Stop it! Fuck you!" Daisy cried, arching her back further.

"Push, Daisy.." The male nurse said, calmly.