Picking Up the Pieces (Markiplier x reader)

Chapter 54

*6 months later*

I walked downstairs, rubbing my belly while holding one of Rachel's books that I borrowed just for this small, two week vacation. My belly has extended a lot because of this child over these past eight months, and around this time of the week, I'm expected to give birth. So using safety precautions, I came back to L.A two weeks ago. Back here because of two reasons. First, I wanted everyone to witness the birth of my baby boy (yes, we went to go have ultrasound during the winter holiday, and it turned out that I'm a little beautiful, bouncing baby boy). And two, the baby has to be an American citizen, not Italian.

I turned on the kettle to boil some water for my tea. I grabbed my cup and a tea bag from the cupboard. To my suprise, I'm having a rather healthy pregnancy. I've been eating well (suprisingly), I've been meditating a lot (due to Rachel), and overall, I think my baby is going to be a healthy one. Just hope that he doesn't take after my bad habits, or become a suicidal bitch like me.

"Hello~" I jumped when I heard a husky voice come from behind me and pale arms wrap around my enlarged belly. A face nuzzled in the crook of my neck. "How is my pregnant sister doing?"

"I'm doing just fine, if you must know." I responded, pouring the hot water into my cup. I bounced the tea bag around in the now dark brown water before squeezing with a spoon and adding honey to taste. I sipped on my tea, spinning around to face said person.

"And my baby boy looks like he's doing alright." Jack commented, placing his hands on my stomach and caressing it. "What are you even naming him anyways?" Now that he brung it up, I don't even know.

"I don't even know." I replied.

"I mean..." He started, leaning against the counter and I laughed. "It's a boy, is it not? The most suitable name for a beautiful, bouncing baby boy is obviously Sean. It's the best. There is also Jack, but you know, it's your baby. You name it all you want."

"Why? So he could become a green headed freak, screaming at gam-" I suddenly stopped, quickly putting my cup of tea down and placing my hand over my belly. I groaned out of pain, looking at Jack, my eyes saying it's time.

"It's time." I simply said and he instantly went upstairs to call Mark while I groaned again in pain. I attempted to pace my breathing, but failed. "Oh God...."

"(Y/N), you alri-" I cut Molly, who entered the kitchen.

"No, I'm about to give birth. Someone take me to a hospital, please!" I said. Panicking, she went over to go get Signe and Marzia before coming back to me to comfort me. Molly, while I was back in Los Angeles was also helping me with meditating like Rachel, and she helped me relax.

"Come on (Y/N), breath slowly." She directed, adding hand gestures as well. "One, two, three and breath," I inhaled. "And exhale." I exhaled as insured. "Repeat a few more times, and come, we need to get you ready." By now, Signe and Marzia were here, helping me breath. "Signe, watch her."

"What, why me?"

"Watch her." Molly and Marzia then went off to go grab things like my shoes and sweater while Signe helped me steady my breathing.

"And exhale." The dark brown haired girl instructed, adding unnecessary sound affects. I looked at her, giving her the 'really?' look. "What? You act like I'm good at stuff like this." I rolled my eyes. All of a sudden, I felt a trickle of water fall down on the sides of my thighs, followed by more sharp pain. I moaned in agony, holding onto the counter behind me. I heard some footsteps come down the stairs and into the kitchen.

"Ah, thank God you're here." Signe started. "I honestly don't know what to do, but I think her water just broke." She pointed to my now wet sweatpants.