*9 months later*
*The middle of the night*
Everything that has happened between Jack and I had vanished. He trusted me completely, and we had never been happier. Although, some nights, I would wake up screaming and begging for Jack to come back to me, to never leave me. But everytime, he would take me in his arms and stroke my hair, whispering "I'm here, and I'm not leaving". But this night was different, I woke up screaming for a different reason. There was a excrutiating pain coming from my stomach.
"JACK!" I yelled, sitting up and waking my sleeping husband. His eyes shot open and took a hold of my hand. "THE BABY, I THINK THE BABYS COMING!" He shot out of bed grabbed a bag we had packed for this moment. I tried to get out of bed but the pain stopped me from doing anything. I screamed. With one hand on my back, and the other in his hand, he lead me to the car. "Honey, we're going to be parents!" He whisepred in hushed tones. Even with the pain, I cracked a smile. I was going to be a mum, and Jack was going to be a dad. This was amazing. But more and more pain was washed over me, forcing the smile hide awaw. He sat me in the car, and drove. He kept holding my hand in one, and kept telling me to breath.
"Honey, breath. Breath through the pain"
"Jack, have you ever pushed another human being out of you? NO, SO STOP TELLING ME WHAT TO DO, AND DRIVE TO THE GOD DAMN HOSPITAL!" His hand still remained in mine as we drove quicker to the hospital. I tried and tried to breath through the pain, but nothing helped. When we got the hospital, everything began to be a blur. A mix between Jacks face, numerous doctors and nurses and the smell of disinfectant. I was wheeled into a small, white, private room as we waited.
"Jack, you're going to be a daddy" He broke into the biggest smile I have ever seen. He took hold of my hand once again, and kissed it .
"And you're going to be the best mum ever" He whispered. Some tears rolled down my face, I was so happy, I couldn't believe this was happening. I screamed as another pain shot through my body. I squeezed Jacks hand, waited for this contraction to be over. After, I could finally relax. I look over at Jack who was holding the hand I sqeezed.
"Sorry" I smiled.
"You have a grip of steel, you know that?" He laughed. We waited and we waited and we waited. I went through contraction after contraction, but still no baby.Nurses and doctors kept popping in. I kept having mood swings as hormones were rushing through my body at speed. I was in my teary stage at around 11 in the morning.
"Why don't they want to come out Jack?" I cried.
"They are probably so happy, that they don't want to leave" He responed.
"Thanks, but, if this baby doesn't come out soon...I WILL FORCE THEM OUT!" Uh-oh angry stage.
"Honey calm down" He smiled, knowing my mood changed with one click.
"YOU EVER HAD A BABY? NO SO SHUT UP! YOU DID THIS TO ME YOU GIT!" So he sat back in his chair with a fake pout, as I laid back. "Jack...what if I'm not a good mother?" Teary stage again.
He took my hand, and looked deep into my eyes. "You will be an amzing mother." He whispered. I smiled.
"And your going to be an amazing Dad" I smiled. Another wave of pain washed over me, as another contraction appeared. A nurse came in, and told me I was ready. Oh my god, I'm going to be a mother soon.
*6 hours later*
I was speechless. I held our baby daughter in my arms. She was stunning. Her soft skin, her long lashes, and her tiny baby fingers and toes. She was beautiful. I was wheeled back into that room, but Jack wasn't there. But I had my daughter for company. Her eyes opened, and she looked at me. I know newborns can't smile just yet, but she smiled with her eyes. They had her daddys nose and mouth, but she had my eyes. Jack suddenly appeared in the room, out of breath and looking amazed. He just stood in the doorway, staring at her.
