sober : tracob

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"Give me pills" Liz muttered from the other room as she laid lazily on the beat up brown couch. Troye rolled his eyes, opening the cabinet, and pushing through the prescriptions to get to the back of the shelf, reaching the prenatal vitamins he's been hiding. He grabbed 2. Holding them in his hand, he walked to the other room.

He handed them to Liz, he watched as she swallowed them dry.

He's been staying with her the last week, making sure she's treating the baby right. Its closing in on the last week of her pregnancy, the baby could come at any time. He was 2 days late already, which had Troye worried sick.

"I want this thing out of me" Liz groaned as she lightly punched her stomach jokingly, over and over again. Troye grabbed her hands, making her stop.

"Punching your stomach won't do anything" Troye half laughed as he walked back to his chair.

Then suddenly Liz winced in pain, grabbing her stomach. She tried sitting up but fell back as she winced again.

"What? What's wrong?" Troye panicked, rushing over to her, knocking things over on the way.

"I- I think it did something. Or this is just ironic. This things coming" she cried out in pain. Troye immediately froze, not knowing this would happen today. He ran to get his car keys. Finn's stuff had already been packed into the car without Liz knowing.

"Cmon Liz, we have to go" Troye shouted from the door, forgetting that he's supposed to help her up and out of the house. He ran over to her, grabbing her arm and leading her slowly to the door. Every step for Liz got more and more painful. Troye opened the car door, helping her in.

"Troye drive faster" she whined.

"Liz I'm already going 60 in a 35, i can't go any faster. We're going to be there soon" Troye said as he stressed, running every stale yellow light, and skipping stop signs completely.

Troye noticed that her water had broke, but he decided not to tell her, thinking it might stress her out more.

"Troye I need to start pushing I can't take this anymore" Liz stated, out of breath and shaking.

"Liz you're going to hurt yourself. You probably aren't dilated very much yet. We're about to pull in just hang in there" Troye said sympathetically.

As much as Troye didn't like Liz, he felt bad for her right now. She's was in pain, sweating so much. Her face was so flushed, tears were streaming down her face.

When they pulled into the emergency room driveway, Troye sprinted to grab a wheelchair. He wheeled Liz into the building. Troye wondering why the doctors were acting so calm, but I guess this is normal for them.

They got to the boring room, everything was so sterile. This hospital smelled of insulin and cleaning supplies. Troye was scared to touch anything, worried that he'd mess it up.

A nurse came into check her, when she did, she noticed something unusual, without telling either of them, she paged a Doctor, and the Doctor confirmed.

Liz would need an Emergency C-Section. The umbilical cord was wrapped around Finns neck.

Everything was happening so fast.