That Dress Won't Fit Soon

Nine

Sarah laughed as she watched Brendon run around the backyard with the dogs. He jumped around, getting Penny to bark a few times. Sarah laughed before sighing when another Braxton Hick hit her. She wrapped her arm protectively around her bump, making Brendon stop. 

"Whoa, whoa, you're not going into labor, right?" Brendon asked, running up to her.

"No, just some more Braxton Hicks. Nothing to worry about!" He sighed with relief, getting on his knees and putting his hands on her stomach. 

"I was about to say! You've only been in there for seven months, you don't need to come out yet!" Sarah giggled, shooing Brendon away.

"Nothing to worry about, baby." Brendon stood up a little, grabbing her cheeks and placing his lips on hers. 

"You sure? You've been pretty uncomfortable all week! I just don't want anything to happen to you or the baby!" Sarah sighed, looking into Brendon's eyes.

"I'm sure. Now, can you please get me a water? The sun is really hot today..." Brendon kissed her forehead then ran inside of the house. He soon came back out, handing her a bottle of water. "Oh, thank you, baby!" Brendon smiled once again, sitting next to her and pulling out his phone. 

"Damn, my phone has been blowing up a lot today... It's twitter..." He opened the app and looked at his notifications. One peaked his interest, and it was the source of his notifications going absolutely fucking insane. "Remember when we went to that one ultrasound and I talked to that dad about the 13-year-old girl?" Sarah nodded. "Her son turned one today! And look at him, he's so cute!" Brendon showed Sarah the phone, showing her a picture of a cute handsome little man. 

"Oh my god he is! And look at his little bowtie!" Brendon giggled, liking the tweet and shutting his phone off. Sarah closed her eyes feeling another Braxton Hick come on. 

"Baby, why are these so regular?" Sarah shrugged, grabbing Brendon's hand. He pulled his phone back out, going to Google. Once he found some good information about Braxton Hicks. "Do they hurt?" He asked Sarah.

"Yeah." Brendon's eyes widen, standing up.

"They're not supposed to hurt when they're Braxton Hicks. I'm taking you to the hospital."

***

"It looks like your body is in distress. This happens to a lot of people, but because how far along you are, I think it would be best if we closely monitor you. I'm going to admit you. But, if your body does not want to get better, we'll either have to induce labor or in worst case scenario, we'd have to put you in a medically induced coma." Sarah grabbed Brendon's hand and held it tight. "I'll have a nurse come down soon to get you." The doctor smiled before leaving the room, leaving Brendon and Sarah to sit in their thoughts.

"I think we should be thankful. Our baby isn't here yet, and you are fine." Brendon said rubbing Sarah's back. "I think I'm going to call Spencer to get the dogs, I really don't want to leave you here alone..."

"Bren, you will need to go home and sleep. I really don't care if you argue, I'm winning."