The Unexpected Journey-A Prince Harry Fan Fic

Chapter 168

"Okay," Harry pulled back from her, his hands sliding softly down over her shoulders, her arms. "Okay. You're having contractions..." His lips curved up in a smile as he took her hand. "Are you doing okay? How are they? Are they..."

His question was cut off by the sharp pangs of the answer. Maddie's breath sucked into her lungs and he watched as a wave washed over her. As her eyes pressed closed and her head leaned back on the chair, her fingers tightened around his. "Speaking of contractions..." She spoke from the corner of her strained smile.

"My God Maddie," he whispered, his eyes wide as he watched her. "How can I help? Tell me what to do and I'll..."

"Shhh..." Her fingers lifted to his lips, pressing softly and silencing him instantly. She reached for his hand and took another breath.

"We're less than a minute out," Arthur spoke quietly to them over the seat.

"Good," Maddie smiled, her eyes still closed. "Cause these are starting to hurt..." She took in another long breath, letting it out slowly before she opened her eyes and looked over at Harry. "It's okay..." Her hand moved to stroke his cheek. "This is what's supposed to happen."

"Okay." He turned to kiss her palm, nodding his head as he tried to calm his innate desire to rid her of pain. "What do I do? Who can I call?" He was trying to catch up, trying to recall the plan that had been put into place for this, his eyes darting to look out the window; gauging how close they were to the hospital.

"No one," she shook her head, taking in a breath. "Everything's in place. The plan is...working."

"Everything's in place?" He blinked at her answer, still unable to comprehend it all.

"Mmm," she nodded with a sweet smile, proud at the way they had been able to do it. "We tried to be as inconspicuous as possible with everyone sitting right there." She cleared her throat. "After the end of the second quarter, Bishop left with my mother. He was going to take her to the house for my bag and then they were going to meet us at the hospital," her eyes glanced out the window. "They're probably already there."

"Wait..." Harry's forehead knotted in confusion. "The end of the second quarter? But..."

"Will and Kate stayed behind," she continued on, wanting to give him the details before he latched on to that bit of information. "Hoping the attention on them would distract so that people wouldn't notice..." Maddie smiled and held onto his hand. "Will said he would call your father as soon as you walked off the court. Once you send Thomas the message that we're inside, they'll head over too."

"Hold on," he let out a puff of a laugh as he processed all she was telling him. "How long as this been going on? How long have you known this was happening?"

"Harry..." She smiled sweetly, her voice dropping in a way that drew his curiosity.

"How long? How often?" His fingers stroked over the back of her hand.

"They're about seven minutes apart," she took a breath. "I've been having them for a couple of hours and..."

"A couple of hours?!" His eyes flew wide as he glanced down at her stomach. "You've been having contractions for a couple of hours and you just now sent Thomas to find me?! You should have told me! We could have left and..."

"But the game and..."

"The game!" His voice rose as a laugh burst from his lips. "Madeline! You pull me from the game! What if you had had her there! We would have had to call her Invictus then! You can't just..."

"Stop," she whispered. "We're having a baby and I waited until the time was right to pull you...And you're here now..."

"But..." He tried once more.