Chapter Eleven

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     Félicité was in a tremendous amount of pain by the time they arrived at the hospital. Marshall had driven quite a bit over the speed limit, Jared following close behind, still they were pushing it with the arrival at the hospital. They parked their cars side by side closest to the entrance, before both men ran to Félicité's side of the car to help her out. Jared grabbed the over night bag, slinging it over himself, as he and Marshall helped Félicité get inside of the hospital.

"Nurse! My friend's in labor!" Marshall exclaimed, as nurses ran over to them.

"Here, get her in the wheelchair and we'll get her to a room." A blonde nurse said, as she rolled a wheelchair over to the trio.

      Jared and Marshall helped Félicité sit in the wheelchair, following behind her as the nurse rushed her to a room. Marshall and Jared helped her into a hospital bed, before Jared laid the overnight bag on the couch and the nurse placed a blanket over Félicité's abdomen down to her feet.

"I need to check your dilation, see how much longer it'll be until you have your baby." The nurse stated, as both men quickly turned around to give them privacy.

      Marshall didn't want to invade her privacy anymore than he already had been. Besides, he remembered what made her pregnant in the first place and he was worried she'd have a freak out if they were to look while her dilation was being checked. Jared also didn't want to invade her privacy, understanding just how private this matter really was. Not only that though, she was practically his idol and seeing that much of his idol really wasn't on his list. He did find her attractive, even whilst pregnant, but he didn't want to see such intimate parts of her if they weren't in any type of relationship, nor did they know each other personally whatsoever, they just listened to each other and practically idolized one another.

"You'll feel a bit of pressure but I promise it'll be done in a moment." The nurse stated, before lifting Félicité's blanket and pulling off her panties.

     After a moment of moderate pressure, the nurse looked up at Félicité and smiled.

"Seems you're not too far along for us to start an epidural if you want one." The nurse commented, causing Félicité to nod quickly.

"Yes, I definitely want one." She replied, as the nurse giggled and nodded as well.

     Once the nurse walked out of the room, both men turned back around towards Félicité. She smiled thankfully at them, before another contraction hit. She squeezed both their hands, as they winced at the amount of pressure and strength the girl had seemed to pack in her small body. The nurse came back in moments later with a tray full of many different needles and things.

"Alright dear, I need you to swing your legs over the left side of the bed and kind of slouch as much as you can. Guys, I need you to hold her hands and keep her calm. She can not jump or tense at all or she could cause damage to her spine or possibly even her baby." The nurse stated, as the trio quickly did what she said.

"I hate needles." Félicité grumbled, causing everyone else to laugh.

"Says the chick with all the ink." Marshall retorted, as he and Jared tried to keep her calm.

"Those needles don't bother me, they make me happy. These needles remind me of my Dad, the last time I seen him, when he was in the hospital." Félicité replied, causing the room to become a bit tense.

"So, are you excited to be having your baby today?" The nurse asked, changing the subject.

"Yeah, I can't wait to see what the baby is." She replied, as the nurse pushed the first needle into her back.

     Félicité winced but made sure not to tense or flinch her body. She closed her eyes, as both men tried to calm her by squeezing her hands and rubbing her arms soothingly.

"Almost done, just a couple more." The nurse announced, as Félicité opened her eyes.

    Once the nurse was finished, Marshall, Jared and the nurse helped Félicité lay down so she wouldn't hurt herself. The nurse left the room with the tray of now used needles, as Félicité began to get comfortable.

"So, I think I'm going to leave. I don't want to make this anymore awkward and uncomfortable than it probably already is." Jared commented, as he smiled down at Félicité.

"Are you sure? You don't have to leave if you don't want, too. I mean, how much more awkward can this get?" Félicité joked, causing both men to chuckle and smirk.

"I don't know but do we really want to find out?" He asked, making her smile as well.

"Actually, do me a favor. See if I have sleep pants in that bag over there. I know Ellen sent stuff but I want sleep pants for when I go home, not real pants." Félicité said, causing Jared to turn around and open her overnight bag.

"Nope, she sent a t shirt for you and some pants probably from a dressing room. She sent a onesie, diapers, and a blanket for the baby. Oh, and a stuffed bear. She didn't send you sleep pants but she did send you some Ellen underwear, they're boxers though." Jared said, as he and the duo laughed.

"Guess I'll be wearing boxers home. Um, I guess I need you to stop somewhere to get me some sleep pants. You can go to my house if you want, I'll give you the address." Félicité replied, making Jared shake his head.

"Nah, I'll just run by the store and get you some new ones. Besides, I bet the paparazzi would love to get some new rumors if I went to your place, it'd be better for you right now if I didn't." Jared stated, causing Félicité to nod.

"You're completely right." She commented, causing him to chuckle.

"I'll be right back. Maybe you'll have the baby by then." He said, causing Marshall to chuckle.

"Doubt it." Marshall retorted, causing Félicité to huff.

     Jared chuckled as he walked out of the room, knowing everyone was anticipating the baby's birth...

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A/N: I hope you guys liked this chapter. The baby will be born in the next chapter. The next chapter will be a bit surprising, I can promise you that.

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