Labour

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I sat up, eyes wide at the sudden burst of excruciating pain exploding in my lower abdomen. It was time.
My scream must have alerted Casey of this, as he'd lept off of the sofa, dropping to the floor in his tired state. I didn't blame his, as it was merely 4 am, and we'd both got to be late last night.
He quickly regained his composure, assisting me off of my bed as I doubled over in pain.
"Come on April, I know it hurts but we gotta keep going ok..trust me." He soothed, fixing me some shoulder support.
I grunted, eyes watering as fire tore through my lower region.
My breathing was laboured, a sign that seemed to stress Casey further, picking up the pace as he quided me down the hallway to the front door.
My mind swam, images of the boys' mangled bodies resting on small metal trays, having died during childbirth, damaged from my inability to pass them through.
Swallowing my doubt, I was brought back to reality by the slam of the car door. Seconds later, Casey was next to me in the drivers seat, fumbling with his keys as he panicked.
The sheer look of terror plastered on his face was the last thing I saw before I blacked out from pain.

A/N
For the boys' age order I've been thinking about switching it up a little. If anyone has any ideas please lemme know😊

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