The Lucky Ones

Chapter Thirty: Little Bundle Of Joy.

I was screaming, the pain was that bad. Sans said "What?! What's wrong..?!" I could barely reply, it hurt so badly. "B-B-Baby...!!"

"What?! What is it?" He thought I was talking to him by calling him "Baby". I managed to spit out "Th-The baby's c-c-c-coming!!!"

He stared at me in shock. He's never seen a baby being born before. He wasn't there when Dark was born. He was fighting Chara, and didn't have to deal with the stress.

But he did now.

He picked me up and rushed out of my dorm. He tried teleporting, but he was too stressed. He gently stroked my hair, saying "It'll be okay. I'm going to get you to the hospital. You and the baby will be okay."

Once he got to the truck, he laid me down in the back seat, and got himself in the driver's seat. He punched the gas, causing the tires to squeal on the blacktop. He backed up, and sped onto the highway.

I could tell Sans was scared. Hell, I was scared too. My first baby. His first time being there when the baby was born. This was going to be a lot tougher than a normal birth. Kinishan babies were harder to give birth to.

I'd have to push a lot harder, possibly causing me to push out blood. And there was a higher risk of the mother dying, and a higher risk of the baby surviving.

Sans reached his hand back to me, and I grabbed it. I squeezed it tightly, and he bit his lip in a little pain. Sure, he was a lot stronger than me. But I sure could cause some fucking pain.

He sped past cars and tractor-trailers like I was going to die. Well, it was possible, considering I had a 76 percent chance of dying tonight.

He kept saying "It'll be okay. I'll get you to the hospital. Don't worry, Baby. I'm here. I'm here for you. Just squeeze my hand and breathe."

I squeezed harder, and started to breathe. Breathing was really hard to do at the moment. It was honestly the last thing on my mind. Who thinks about breathing when giving birth? I tried anyway.

Inhale.

Exhale.

Inhale.

Exhale.

I started to feel light-headed, so I stopped for a little while. Sans kept speeding, trying to keep an eye on the road while worrying about me. I had to give him some credit, he was multitasking. He was doing two difficult things at once.

Worrying about me and trying to drive at the same time.

He sped off the highway, and raced towards the hospital. He took a tight left turn, and I almost fell out of the seat. I pulled my legs up to my chest, and I started to cry. It hurt terribly. Realizing holding my legs close to me didn't help, I let them back down.

Sans screeched the tires as he slammed the breaks. He got out, picked me up, and ran inside. His chest was warm and comforting.

Four nurses came running and put me on a hospital-bed. Sans walked next to me while they wheeled me into the Emergency Room. A nurse asked him "What's the problem, sir?"

"Sh-She's in labor." he replied.

The nurses looked at me in confusion. They glanced at my stomach, and they raised their eyebrows. My stomach didn't grow, so they thought it was a fake. As they delayed over the confusion, I started to sweat.

The nurse that asked Sans what was wrong pushed the others out of the room. She called three others over, and they came rushing into the room. One had a golden aura, the woman nurse had a grey aura with gold splotches, and the other two had green auras.

Magical creatures. Good, they'd understand.

Sans walked over next to me and grabbed my hand again. The woman nurse raised up my legs and cut my pants to take them off. She said "Alright Ma'am, I'm gonna need you to push as hard as you can, alright?"

I nodded and squeezed Sans' hand. I pushed really hard, clenching my teeth and squeezing his hand harder. She said "You're doing great. Three more pushes and you'll be done." Closing my eyes, I pushed harder, and squeezed Sans' hand tighter.

I heard a crack from his hand, and he winced in pain. "I think I just broke his hand..." I thought.

I pushed again, squeezing his hand harder. The nurse said "Just one more time, Ma'am. I see the baby's head."

So I pushed once more.

Squeezing Sans' hand as tightly as I could, I pushed as hard as possible. It hurt.

Badly.

But I then heard the sound of a baby crying. I was breathing heavily, but my eyes flew open. One of the nurses was holding a baby covered in amniotic fluid and blood. She took the young infant away to clean it.

Sans rubbed his hand, but leaned over to kiss me on the forehead. He said "You did it, Tes. You gave birth to our baby. I'm so proud of you. You did amazing."

I kissed him, and he kissed me back. Wiping the sweat away from my forehead, I looked at his hand. "S-Sans... your h-hand-"

"Hey, don't worry about my hand. I'll be fine. I'm just worried about you, you look like you're about to pass out. You're really pale." he said.

I laid my head back, and took in a sigh of relief. The nurse walked back in and said "It's a beautiful baby girl." Me and Sans looked at each other and smiled.

A baby girl.

Our daughter.

The nurse asked "Would you like to hold her, Ma'am?" I nodded quickly. As I took the young being into my arms, I started to cry. She was so beautiful. Sans stroked her head and tried his best to hold me in his arms while he was standing beside the bed.

I knew I couldn't keep her around for much longer. Me and Sans would have her for a day or two at the most, then she would have to be shipped away to the God Lands to gain magic.

Originally, she was supposed to be there for a year. But she was only going to be there for three months. We'd obviously get to see her, but she wouldn't be able to stay with us until her three months were over.

She had to go to the God Lands because she had to gain magic and strength. And the God Lands was the perfect place to do it. She could learn how to use her magic at a young age, and gain much more strength than a human baby would.

Sans looked at me and said "Now we just have one more problem to deal with." I asked "What is that?"

"What are we going to name her?"