Seeing Davey

Chapter 19

~a couple months later~

"Sarah, i need you to pick me up now!"

"Whats going on?"

I tried to speak through my contractions and anxiety after my water had broken.

"Water....broke....BABY IS COMING!"

"Holy shit, im on my way!"

Ben was at the studio, working on some kind of dance that ill never be able to understand. I was starting to find all my stuff, pull out the hospital bag, and call Ben simultaneously when Sarah burst through the door.

"You werent- " my sentence was interrupted by yet another contraction, they seemed to be coming quicker than before. "kidding."

"Yeah yeah, i was down the street. Now let me grab these-" she said in the most worried tone while grabbing the hospital bags and baby car seat "- and YOU call Ben."

"Sarah! One of us has to stay grounded- AH- and im the-oooohhhh god-the one going into labor!"

"Youre right, youre right. Now come on! Lets get to the hospital!"
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Rrrrrring- Rrrrrring-

"Ben?"

"Hey hun! What is it?"

"You need to- AAAAAAAH SARAH CANT YOU DRIVE ANY FASTER!!!- get to the- HOSPITAL OH GOD!"

"Oh my god- its happening! Its happening!"

"Yeah yeah, coME ON OH MY GOD"

"Ill be right there!"

We finally got into the parking lot, fortunately a nurse was there with a wheelchair.

"Sir! Hey wait! Please can we use that!" Sarah called out to him, himself running to the car to help. Sarah, the nurse and I all worked as a team to move me to the wheelchair, pushing me into the building and rushing to get a room."

"Blackmond! Where are you going!" A doctor called out to the man pushing my wheelchair.

"B19! We need an OB! Contractions 4 minutes apart!" He didnt miss a beat, and suddenly we were in the room. Because of the unusual circumstances of, oh i dont know, me being already 5.4 centimeters dialated, we filled out our paperwork in the room.

BENS POV

"Where is she? Wheres my wife?"

"Sir youre going to have to be more specifi-"

"Y/N FANKHAUSER! SHES IN LABOR FOR PETES SAKE!"

"Im not seeing a fankhauser in the system, is it possible shes in a different hospital?"

"No, no. The plan was to go here, she's definitely here!"

Like magic, a man came running from down the hallway with a clipboard. The receptionist took a quick look at the papers before returning her attention to me.

"B19- id be quick if i were you"

I took her advice and darted down the hallway, flying past rooms until i reached y/n's. Sarah was there, unpacking our hospital bag and prepping the baby blanket passed down through y/n's family. The pink pinstriped blanket was one thing y/n stressed over having in the bag, and thank god someone remembered to pack it.

"Alright, were at 6 cm dialated. Not ready to push quite yet honey. Anything i can grab you?" A nurse was saying as I came into the room, grasping y/n's hand.

"Ben! Youre here" she smiled at me before wincing in pain. "fUCKING SHit!" She called out as, i assumed, had another contraction. I rubbed my thumb across the back of her hand, looking down towards the nurse for some kind if information on
y/n's status.