"no no no" she whimpers and stops walking as yet another contraction spreads through her abdomen. jughead has her wrapped in his arms in less than a second rubbing her back and telling her to breathe. "i— i know" she pants and then leans forward. she would have completely dropped down if jughead had not quickly kneeled down and caught her arms. she moved them around his neck and buried her face in the crook of his shoulder. "jug... mmmmmmm" "shh... it's okay" he whispered in her ear. he felt her tears leak through his shirt, and his heart broke. they were on the side of the highway with no phone service with his wife in pain, and he had no idea how they were going to get help. "ga—ah— mmmm— juggie" she cried still not letting herself yell so as not to frighten an already panicking jughead. "betty..." she shook her head not wanting him to talk. "betts..." he tried again and waited. a few seconds later she sighed and nodded still not moving from her position wrapped around him. "betty, i don't know how far away we are..." he trailed off searching her eyes "but we have to keep moving." it seemed like it hurt him physically to have to tell her that. "jug, i don't know how much longer..." she panted. the two had stopped keeping track of time when her water broke, but it was obvious to both of them that the contractions were happening closer together. "i know" he cut in "but we have to, betty; we don't have another choice" she knew he was right and he stood up and continued to lead her toward the exit sign.
