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{2/3}\ \ \ Labour?!/ / /{2/3}

I ounce in pain being put in a wheel chair, the doctors quickly run me into a room leaving Craig outside it, they say. 'Tweek Tucker, please calm down! Or we'll have to Sedate you!' I shake my head. 'Where's Craig?!' I say with utter panic in my voice, the doctor shakes his head. 'You're going into labor because of stress, lower your heart rate or you will have a still birth!' I cry in pain and in terror. 'I need him!'

The doctor sighs opening the door as Craig quickly runs in grabbing my hand, I look at him crying. 'I'm sorry!' Craig rubs my hand. 'Why?' I cry harder. 'Because I'm scared! And stressed! And so anxious! I don't want to lose our baby!' Craig shhhs me trying to calm me down, he wraps his arms around my shoulders rocking me in his arms, he does this a lot when he's trying to calm me. . . The doctor says something to Craig as he nods whispering in my ear. 'They're going to have to put a needle into you, but it's just so when you wake up, the baby will be ok.' I shake my head still crying. 'What if something happens to me?!' Craig shakes his head. 'I won't let that happen.' I slowly nod as I feel a sharp needle go into my arm, I ounce in pain passing out.

I wake up drowsy. 'Where. . . Where am I?' I look around to see Craig asleep on the chair, I shake his arm lightly. 'Craig!' He wakes up suddenly jolting forward grabbing me and hugging me. 'God I love you.' I ask. 'Is the baby alright?' Craig nods. 'It's fine. . . When you passed out it seemed to have calmed down.' I sigh in relief. 'Thank god.' The door flies open to both our parents coming in, I basically shit myself as the heart rate monitor goes back up, my mum runs up to me hugging me, she pulls back. 'You've gotten. . . Bigger?'

Ouch.

My dad looks at my file and says in shook. '"Stress forced early labour"?! Tweek are you pregnant?!' I feel myself becoming even more scared as Craig's dad looks at it. 'Why does it say last name "Tucker"?!'

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