She's Got The Devil's Eyes - Deckerstar (Completed)

Chapter XXVII

"Can you stop pacing around?"

The arrival to the hospital and the time that followed had been... tough, for lack of a better word.

They arrived at the hospital at quarter to nine in the evening, having gone through one tough drive from the precinct to their home, and then from their home to the hospital. Lucifer had been blabbering nonstop, trying to find ways to comfort Chloe as the contractions came and went but being completely unable to. Chloe was surprised at how well she was handling the situation, though, having expected to feel more annoyed than endeared. It was really sweet how worried he was about her and how much he hated seeing her in pain, so much that it managed to make up for all the nervousness and fidgety-ness she had to deal with ever since her water broke. Although he wasn't successful at comforting Chloe and easing her pain, he managed to bring a smile to her face that also enhanced the feeling of excitement the arrival of their children meant. She knew beforehand that it would hurt, and she could see that at the very beginning her focus had been only on the pain and discomfort contractions entailed. Now that she could bring excitement to the mix, she found herself able to cope with the pain a bit better. She'd do anything for her babies, all three of them.

Upon their arrival, Chloe insisted that she would do her check-in, leaving Lucifer standing by the door with two suitcases, two car seats and a lot of anxiety, pleading that he would just do a scene when the health care personal took too long to admit her.

After explaining her situation at the front desk in the labor and delivery ward, she was put into triage; the doctors having taken a sample of the fluid to prove it was her water, amongst hooking her to three different monitors, a blood pressure strap, and doing an ultrasound to check on the babies' position. Upon examination, both the ultrasound and the testing proved that baby A's water was the one that had broken, meaning that little August had been the one to kickstart his mom into labor and would most likely be the first one to be born since he was still at the bottom.

Chloe was astonished to find, though, that at nine pm when they admitted her she was already dilated to a six. She had honestly been expecting to have to deal with the pain of active labor for at least eighteen hours before she got to the actual delivery, which made her feel relieved but it also made her question how on Earth it was possible that she progressed so quickly and without having noticed. Maybe it had to do with one or both of her babies being celestials, she would never know.

Fast forward four hours and Chloe wasn't sure how she had been able to bear with labor for two days once upon a time.

"You're going to leave a hole on the floor if you keep at it," she insisted, taking her contraction break to lightly scold the devil. He was so nervous, it was heart-wrenching.

"I can't," he said, walking back and forth in front of Chloe.

Chloe was strapped to contraction and heart rate monitors on her belly, to a blood pressure band on her arm, and with electrodes all over her chest. She had ditched her soaked jeans and tee shirt for a hospital gown, and was now bouncing on a Pilates ball to try and alleviate the pressure she felt while she wasn't having contractions.

Ever since baby B's water had broken a bit over an hour ago, things had escalated rather quickly, and the pressure she felt on her pelvis was really great. It wasn't the instinctive urge to push many people felt during the late stages of active labor, but more the weight and pressure baby August's head was putting on her birth canal.

The issue now, instead of just being dealing with a nervous devil, was the pain management option Chloe chose. None.

"I don't understand why you don't want something to feel less pain, that's just stupid," the devil argued, keeping up his pacing around the room. He'd go to Chloe's aid whenever she had a contraction and press on two points on her lower back that a nurse taught him to, before doing back to walking nervously.