Freddie Highmore Imagines

New Beginnings

Here's an Easter imagine for y'all. Dreamstirling29 i know unrequested a Norman Bates one; that imagine is next in line after this one. enjoy

"Freddie!" I called upstairs.

"Yeah, babe?" He yelled back down the stairs.

"Can you come and put my shoes on for me?" I yelled upstairs.

I heard him laugh. "Sure thing, babygirl."

I sighed as I lowered myself into the chair in the living room. I'm pregnant with my husbands baby- 9 months pregnant, so I'm due any day now. We are getting ready to go to the Sunrise Service for Easter Sunday, and I'm so pregnant I can't even reach my feet anymore. And I need my shoes. So Freddie has had to put on my shoes, socks, and paint my toes for me.

He's the best and sweetest ever for dealing with me during this pregnancy. The day I surprised him with the test, he immediately whooped for joy, picked me up by my waist, and spun me around, shouting, "I'm gonna be a dad! I'm gonna be a dad!! WOOOOOOO!"

He walks downstairs, looking damn sexy and sharp in his suit and tie, with his slight scruff. He smiles when he sees me in my blue and white dress, curled hair, and light makeup. "You look stunning, Katie," he says, walking over to me.

"Aww, thanks, Babe," I respond. He squats in front of me, takes my ankles and my shoes, and wiggles them on my feet.

His finger accidentally brushed my soles and I try to hold in my giggles but fail. "H-hehey, that tihihickles," I say and he smirks.

"Sorry, Babe." He helps me up from the chair and leads me outside. We get in the car and go to church 

After the service is over, we drove back home and dye eggs, make a wonderful meal, and eat. After the meal, I notice the baby is getting a little restless and fussy. I rub my stomach, trying to calm the kid down a little, when he kicks me so hard I yelp in pain.

Freddie immediately gets up and rushes to me. "What's wrong? Are you ok?" He asks, worried. He sets his hand down on my stomach as I struggle to regain my breath.

"Y-yah, I'm- I'm ok," I say. "The baby just kicked really hard." Just then, a warm liquid explodes, running down my legs. I gasp as I realized what just happened. Freddie jumps back and starts losing his head.

"Oh my god you're water just broke oh god ok your in labor."

Contractions have started, rendering me yelling in pain and trying to get to the car. "Freddie!" I screech, I'm so much pain.

He composes himself and scoops me up in his arms, carrying me bridal style out to the car. He sets me down in the passenger seat, and then fumbled to get in the drivers seat, and then shoots off down the street. Contractions have escalated into EXCRUTIATING pain

As soon as another one hits, I clench my teeth, grab Freddie's arm, and scream through my teeth. "GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHNNNN! OH GOD MAKE IT STOP FREDDIE PLEASE! AAAAAAAAHHH!" I scream.

"Baby, I know it hurts, I know. Just hold on, we're almost to the hospital. Just hold on, babygirl, just hold on," he soothes, taking a hard right into the emergency room parking lot. He screeches to a stop in front of the doors, puts it in park and shuts it off, then hurried to get me out of the car and I to the hospital.

"Help! Please, my beautiful wife is in labor and she's in a lot of pain!" Freddie yells as he carries me into the waiting room. I'm clutching his neck, moaning in pain as the bounces from his arms make my expanding pelvic bone feel like a crowbar was shoved into it and Micheal Myers is stabbing my stomach over and over again.