Life with Evans

Oscars

Christmas flew in a blur of not being able to drink whilst everyone else was, and lots of family excitement. We'd decided to try and spend some time just us in the new year. Bump was due at the end of February so we'd through about heading back  back to Boston as soon as we could do we'd have family around for extra help if we needed it, as Chris would have to been off for more Avengers press in April.

We spent New Year's Eve just the two of us, quiet, content. We sat and read, watched crappy films and enjoyed the peace and quiet.

During the awards season I felt horrid. 4000 months pregnant, everything ached, I looked ridiculously big and really didn't fancy sitting in uncomfortable chairs for hours whilst others drank! Chris did the rounds without me, and I think enjoyed his last bit of freedom for a while, although we had like 6 weeks of time off before press started for Ultron and Life got pretty stressful again.

Chris was taking Tara to the oscars this year. He'd been promising her for ages and I was glad for him to have someone there to keep him company and someone else for me to talk to for a while, as she came to stay for the long weekend.

"You ok?" Tara asked as I sat in the chair watching her get her hair done. "You look pale"

"Uh, yeah I'm ok. Just a few twinges, nothing new, I've been feeling uncomfortable for days" I shifted in my chair as my belly knotted again. "It's fine"

"How long we thinking?" Evans, clad only in his boxers popped his head around the door of the bedroom.

"Jesus man, put some clothes on" Tara teased.

"If I put clothes on they get fluff, or food, or wrinkles or something. Clothes are last minute" he smiled at her and looked down at me "you ok?" He raised an eyebrow.

"Fine" I forced a smile. He gave me a look that I knew he didn't believe me.

"Do you want me to stay?" He asked kneeling down in front of me.

"Of course not. It's Tara's big night" I winked.

"Please don't, Lis, I'm happy to not go, he can take me next year!"

"Don't be silly, I'll have a nice bath once you're gone and get an early night, I've probably just overdone it" I stood with the help of Chris and took Tara's outfit out of the bag.

The two of them headed out the door with Chris promising to keep his phone on. I let his publicist and assistant know that I wasn't feeling wonderful and I knew they'd have their phones out and would be checking them. "He's on stage early, keep you legs crossed until then" his pa winked as she got into the car.

I called my mum from the bath. "Hey sweetie, how's everyone doing?"

"I think things might be happening!" I sniffled a bit.

"What?" My mum shrieked a little.

"I've been getting feelings all evening, and they're getting worse"

"Jesus Alice! Where are you?"

"I'm in the bath. Chris has gone to the Academy awards."

"Why did he do that!?"

"Because I told him to. Things don't go that quickly do they? He's not far away" I took a slow breath out as my body relaxed again.

"Have you called your midwife?"

"They're next on my list. I just needed to hear your voice"

"Awh sweetie, keep in touch, your father and I will be in the first flight you need us. I love you darling"

I hung up and got some advice from my Doctor, she said that from what I'd told her it sounded like early stages and I was right to hold off at home as long as I could, but that I'd better let Chris know to be on standby.

Me - don't panic, but I think the baby is on his way.

I wasn't expecting a reply immediately, he'd been gone a few hours so I knew the show had started but I didn't know if he'd be able to have his phone.

Chris - fuck. I can leave in like 10! X

Me - you don't have to I'm ok. Xx

I took the advice of my doc, and found something to eat in between timing feeing like I was being stabbed in the belly. I was to try and stay at home until things were a few minutes apart if I could. When I checked my phone again I had a load of messages.

Chris - on my way!

Mum - how you doing darling? Xxx

Daddy - we've had bags packed for a week. Next flight is in a few hours. Just let us know xxx

Pratt - we've got Tara, your boy's on his way.

Anna - eeeeekkkk!!!

Anna sent a picture of her a Tara looking excited. I replied to my dad and text Tara apologising, and my phone rang.

"Hey baby, how you doing?" Chris sounded out of breath.

"I'm alright. Hanging in there"

"Fuck, you should have said something before I left! I wouldn't have gone"

"Exactly, you wouldn't have gone and Tara would have missed out, and you wouldn't have got to present an award and..."

"I couldn't give a fuck about presenting. Right, anyway, I'm in a car I'll be like 10 minutes"

He burst in the front door and looked panicked. "What do you need me to do?" I asked as he pulled me in for a hug. "Fuck I'm nervous!" He smiled.

"You and me both!" I joked. I sat on the sofa and tried to get comfy the best I could as he got our bags and packed snacks. I stood to try and help him and felt wet between my legs. "I think that was my waters!"

"Jesus! Right! Let get this show on the road!" He reached down and rubbed my belly gently before grabbing the car keys and helping me out.