Here's to Something New {Marr & Jack}

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Something truely is different this time. Something isn't right and it doesn't feel like those other times. The pain is accompanied with a lot of pressure pushing downward and It starts to hit me about the same time it does Matthew. Mira is going to be coming sooner than we thought.

"Are you sure. Ky... no playing around here. ARe you in a lot of pain?" I want to tell him that it's more pain than I ever normally did when I had those false contractions, not to mention the pressure but I don't want to scare him like I did last time and he got a little crazy with the driving, although Jeran has the truck right now. Again, a jolt of fear hits me. We are stuck here and if I'm in labor, then we're screwed. How are we going to get to the hospital anyways?

"It hurts, Matthew." I admit it openly as Brooklyn looks to me with those huge eyes.

"Baby coming?" Her little mind is mature enough to understand something isn't right at all. Not only that, but her eyes go to my stomach. "Baby, Mattew. Baby is here!"

"No Brooklyn. Baby's not here... right Matthew?" I ask him and lean to him a little bit more as I urge him to help me up the stairs to lay down. Maybe if I lay down, it'll go away and the pain will subside. "Just help me to my room. I'll lay down. Everything will be fine."

I walk with Matthew, while Brooklyn tags along with us and as we start to ascend the stairs I feel something pop and just like that a taletale sign of this labor is real. I stop right where we are and keep MAtthew from going up another step.

"Matthew... my water just broke." I feel panic stricken and scared at this point and look up to him and place a hand to my stomach when another contraction hits. "Matthew... it's time. It's really time this time. Where are JEran and Vy... we need the truck. I do not want to have my baby here. I don't wan..." I go to sit down on the stairs, curling over my stomach. "Call them at the center... call Jeran."

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[Jack Lexington]

Her weight pushed on my shoulder as she leans against me. It's obvious that something is going on. Right away I assume that this is it. I mean we've been waiting or dreading this day for weeks now since the false alarm. It had to come- but this is early!
She tells me she's in pain so I have no more doubts.

While Kyanite still wants to go upstairs I object. "I don't think that's a good idea." How am I going to get her back down if the whole thing starts? Instead I contemplate calling Jeran.

Even Brookly catches on to what's happening and totally forgets her own mystery, which is good because that would be too much right now.

With my hand in her back I try to stop her from going upstairs when she suddenly does and drops the craziest line ever on me.
"Matthew... my water just broke."
I look at her inconfusion unsure what exactly that means. Next thing I see with big eyes is her pants getting pretty darn wet.
I want to let out a string of curse words as I usually do but am momentarily too stunned.
So is she.
Her eyes find mine before she grimaces and tenses up.
"What do I do?" I ask her strangely calm.

"Matthew... it's time. It's really time this time. Where are JEran and Vy... we need the truck. I do not want to have my baby here. I don't wan..."
"Okay." I take her hand and kneel down in front of her to tell her very slowly.
"I will. Just relax, breathe. Come on down the stairs and to the couch. I'll take care of the truck."
Again she curls over her stomach and starts begging me to call her brother.
But I tug on her hand to direct her to the couch.
"I will. Now calm down. We'll get this done, alright? Didn't you learn anything to get you through this?"

Kaynite must have done some sort of birth prep...unlike me.
Once she's save for now I run my hand through my hair and smooth it back trying to think what a clever move would be?
call Jeran to bring the truck...or call an ambulance-but what are we going to do with the toddler then?
With another look at her I tell Brooklyn to stay with her and dash for the phone. My calm only covers my surface, deep down I'm starting to shake though.
With the phone in hand I call her brother who takes his sweet time to pick up but then he answers so I give him the gist.
"Your sister is going to give birth in your living room if you don't come back as soon as you can. It's starting. Hurry up, man! No...I'm not kidding- I'm sorry to ruin your date- but this is the real thing- she's completely wet. Something broke."
My voice is still fairly slow but starting to sound strained until Jeran agrees to come home.

With the phone in hand I grab a towel and head back to Ky. "He's on his way- he thought I'm playing a practical joke on him...what's going on? Talk to me?"
I hand her the towel.
For some reason I'm not half as nervous today as I was a few weeks ago.

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"What do I do?"

What am I suppose to say? How am I suppose to really respond to that question? If I knew what to do, I wouldn't be the one having this baby. I would still be in school and fighting and making love to him on a regular basis. This is no my area of expertise so I clearly just tell him what's I know to say.

"I don't know?" I hunch over, feeling the pressure pushing down, but it's not enough to know that Mira is 'here' just yet. His first reactions that I'm expecting is to hear him completely freak out and go crazy and run around the house trying to figure out what to do. Instead, he's the calm one of the two of us. He calmly tells me to relax and breath and to go sit on the couch but I'm not sure I can.

"Give me a minute." I tell him, but he still tugs on my arm to get up and despite the need to keep sitting, he leads me to the couch as the little one is truely understanding what's going on. The walk seems like it takes forever to get from the stairs to the couch, but in between, I feel the pain diminish slightly and take on a lighter feeling. The sudden releif from the pain puts my head into a dizzy momentum for moment before clearing up.

"... didn't you learn anything to get you through this?"

"Umm... maybe? I think.. but how can I concentrate when it's happening?" I watch him walk away and Brooklyn takes his place beside me and puts her hand to my cheek and presses her nose against mine.

"Baby Miwa coming now? I wanna help." She asks me and then kisses her hand and puts her hand on my stomach. "There. All better."

"Thanks Brooklyn." I tell the little girl who gives me a subtle grin and then notices how I scrunch my eyes when another contraction starts to hit me. Her fear is starting to show now cause her voice gets a little wavy.

"Kyky... pwease no hurt. No hurt..." The little girl starts to sniffle now and looks out into the room. "Mattew!" She calls out but I try to shush her with a gentle noise and my hand going to hold her hand.

"It's okay Brookie. Just hold my hand. It'll make it better." I tell the kid when Matthew appears a minute or two later with the phone in hand and a towel. I only put the towel over me and drop my head.

"He's on his way - he thought I'm playing a practical joke on him...what's going on? Talk to me?"

"Contractions are about... I don't know. I lost count... They just hurt." I grimace and ride this one out with nothing more than just simple and deep breaths. I had learned a bit of breathing exercises beforehand, but there isn't anyone here to coach me. I don't have Vy here to tell me what I"m doing wrong or right. I wish my mother was here to tell me that everything is going to be alright.

The pain subsides and I feel just a little bit of relief once again and look to Matthew. "Keep count... how far apart these contractions are. Should we wait on them... or call the ambulence? Matthew. I"m scared."

At this point, I swing my legs around to the couch and lay back against the cushions and just close my eyes. "JEran is going to killl me for ruining their date. Oh shit.. I just ruined their first date. I moan out and throw my hand over my face and just start to keep doing the deep breathing exercises that seems to help me.

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[Jack Lexington]

'Don't freak out, don't freak out.' I tell myselfover and over as I crouch down beside her and gently push Brooklyn to the side.
There's a part of me that's already jumping around in circles but for the most part I'm fine.

"Contractions are about... I don't know. I lost count... They just hurt." My beautiful girlfriend presses out before grimacing in pain. I can only imagine what this must feel like- actually -not really.

She relaxes a little but then starts groaning slightly. "Keep count... how far apart these contractions are. Should we wait on them... or call the ambulence? Matthew. I"m scared."
"Keep count....one...?" I'm confused why she wants me to count them but then it dawns on me that she wants me to time how far they are apart.
So I look at my watch and then her...."Is this one? You have to tell me."
My hand goes to her belly where it gently rests to hopefully feel them.
"I think you have time, Kyanite. I heard that it takes hours for a baby to be born. I´f we call an ambulance what are we going to do with her?" I motion towards the kid but silently I wonder whether she might be right.

"JEran is going to killl me for ruining their date. Oh shit.. I just ruined their first date."
Why does she care?
"So what? This is going to be much bigger and better than a first date. They'll have a second one." I assure her while feeling her belly tense.
"6 minutes." I tell her with a glance at my watch.

"If he's not here in 15 minutes,we'll call the ambulance, okay? You know my mom had me in our bathroom? Just her and a midwife-my father told me." Why of allthe things I don't remember I can remember this fact I'm not sure.
"Maybe that's why I have such a weird relationship with women- been dropped into a bathtub by one when I was born...."
A joke that's supposed to lighten her mood.

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Hours.

'Sometimes it can take hours...' he says to have a baby. If I have to deal with this pain for that long, I might as well wish to be knocked out for the remainer of the delivery. Though, right now, I just need to stay calm. Maybe it won't take that long? Maybe just a few hours and little Mira will be born before I know it. Matthew's words do have an impact on me though as I feel my stomach tensing up and Matthew starts to help me keep count on the time between contractions. All I can do is purse my lips together and breath heavily. His hand on my stomach offers little comfort unlike it used to. I can only wonder if Mira is feeling the same kind of pain I am, or if it's just me. Which makes me wonder what she's feeling right now.

The question about Brooklyn is passed off as nothing with my current timing of pain and just like that I grab Matthews hand and pull it to my lips to press my forhead against to ward off the pain that lasts for a minute, at least until it starts to settle.

"Oh God, Matthew.. I don't think I can do this. I can't... I'm throwing in the towel early. Lets not do this, okay?" I complain until I can get a full breath and just relax for what time I can.

"Ten minutes is all they get or I'm having this baby right here and now. I don't want to hurt anymore." I tell him and poor little Brooklyn looks to me with these little, huge eyes and presses her little body next to me and whispers out.

"It's otay, Kyky." Her little hand goes to pat my stomach gently.

With the amount of time that he tells me, I begin to start calculating in my head about what the doctor had told me. If the contractions get anywhere near three to four minutes apart, then I need to get to the hospital quickly. Luckily, I've got three minutes to play around with.

As if to comfort me or distract my mind from the onset of the pain and then the lack thereof, he tells me about what he was told about being born. Apparntly he was dropped on his head as a baby when he was born. "Explains your distaste for women and why you love bathtime so much..." I give the joke back to him without laughter though so it merely seems like a statement of truth.

"I don't want to have Mira in my living room. I don't want her to be born in the bathroom either..." I express, trying to give him a laugh but it sounds like a miserably forced one until I get a moment of rest.

"Matthew, you know you are to blame for both girls in this household, right?" I badger him and move my feet off the couch and try to get into another position but my back is hurting me so bad. "I'm never having another baby... so don't even ask, Matthew." I flash him a grin and reach out for him and wrap my arms around his neck and press my head into the middle of his chest just to rest.

"I need to get up... I can't sit here." Before I know it, another wave of pain starts and this time I can't hold back the painful moan as I press against my stomach and still hold on to Matthew. "I just want this to go away..."

.....
Jeran's head dropped the moment the phone started to ring. Here he was with Vy and enjoying such a wonderful night with her and suddenly, as always, interrupted in the heat of the moment. The weird thing was, is that only he and Vy were here at the training center this late. So, his only thought was that it had to be Ky and Matthew for some reason. Though, it was more likely to be Matthew trying to disrupt their perfect night just to make it hard on them. It was without a doubt something he would do.

"I'll be back, Vy." He tells her and stands from the chair and races to the phone and picks it up. "Yes? Hello."

Almost immediately, his head tilts slightly to the right and shakes his head. "Woah. Mat...Matthew. Chill. Say what?" He asks again, listneing intently to what Matthew has to say. He even takes in his tone and attitude.

"Your sister is going to give birth in your living room if you don't come back as soon as you can. It's starting. Hurry up, Man!"

With a shake of his head, he halts Matthew. "Right. You're hilarious. Thanks for ruining my date."

"No... I"m not kidding - I"m sorry to ruin your date - but this is the real thing - she's completely we. Something broke."

"Wait... what? Her water broke... you aren't playing are you? Okay, okay. I'm coming. Tell her I'm on my way, Matthew." He's quick to hang up the phone and race back to the room, entering and completely out of breath and in a tizzy.

"Vy. We have to go. Now. Something's happened. We have to get home quickly. Don't worry about grabbing anything. Just lets go." He starts and waits until he see's her to start moving before he starts to walk back out of the room and heading down the hallway.

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[Cameo {RIP Charlie}]

A ring echoes through the hallways, and easily reaches the only two within the Career building. Even through the closed door it interrupts them, just like everything always does whenever they're together. Who the hell would be calling the gym at this hour? But still the cry for an answer blares continuously, unwilling to give in. And unfortunately it's Jeran that caves first. A saddening sigh escapes Vy as she lets him to go, holding onto his guarantee that he won't be too long. This night is just too good to end so abruptly. Of course something inside of her tells her that it will be though.

Now it's the sound of Jeran's steps bouncing off the tile and walls of this place. For a good while Vy's left to herself and the confusion of what's going on. Feels like forever without his company distracting her from the time. Then it hits her that her gut feeling must be right...because something's very wrong.

The only reason why Jeran would ever leave this moment for a phone call, is if it was Kyanite or Matthew trying to reach them...and hopefully they would only interrupt if it was extremely vital. Hate the idea that Matt might just be a jerk enough to play a trick on them during their first date. Not like he's ever been kind enough to not disturb them before. Slowly Vy gets more impatient with being stuck in the dark on what's happening.

Finally her date returns, and immediately he's informing that they have to leave. She should of just assumed and started packing everything up as she waited. Apparently there's not even time for that though, as his tone and rushed words clearly get across the seriousness of what's going on. Without any questions Vy's following him with just as much speed.

Least she didn't wear heals...as if she ever would. Bad time for a sense of humor, but at least it keeps her calm through this blind epidemic.

"What's going on? Who's hurt?" She has to ask while they bundle together to get through the snow. It's much warmer once they're in the truck, and hopefully easier to discus what the hell is going on. Her eyes stare at him with desperation, worried to no end by what might of happened.

[Jack Lexington]

That this is putting a lot of strain on my girl is out of the question. Everybody else in the room including the toddler as well. All of our focus is on her but she's the one who has to endure the pain or whatever this is.
"Oh God, Matthew.. I don't think I can do this. I can't... I'm throwing in the towel early. Lets not do this, okay?"
"Yeah." I laugh at her. "Too late. We're having her whether you want it or not."
Is there another way? I don't think so unless she wants to have a c-section, which I doubt she would. Who wants to be cut open?

"Ten minutes is all they get or I'm having this baby right here and now. I don't want to hurt anymore."

We try to lighten the mood until the car gets here because walking to the clinic in the snow in her condition is out of the question and I certainly can't carry her that far.
"Explains your distaste for women and why you love bathtime so much..." She picks up my joke.
Does she even know that I've been scared of pools since the Jins incident. Thanks to Brody I somewhat tackled that fear but this has to be just a joke.

"I don't want to have Mira in my living room. I don't want her to be born in the bathroom either..."

"Matthew, you know you are to blame for both girls in this household, right?"
I guess she's talking about the baby and the bumpon the head, so I lift my hands in shame. "I take full responsibility for bith although I didn't even mena one of them!"

She struggles to get up and claims she doesn't want this so I support her but contradict.
"I'm afraid, you don't have a choice. You'll get through this. You're the strongest girl I know. Think of it as a fight. You'll win and the reward is a baby girl."
My smile is genuine this time as I get excited about the arrival of our daughter. I'm far from ready to be a dad but I'm ready to give it my all.

My my arm slung around her we pace the floor until we hear the sound of Jeran's truck pulling into the drive way, so slowly we make our way to the door closely followed by the little girl with her bandaged head.

No time for big explanations though. As soon as the door opens I tell her brother.
"We need the key, bro. She's going to give birth.Oh..."
I cast a glance at the strangely overdressed blonde.
"I'm so sorry but Brooklyn didn't see the door when we were playing. She's got a small cut but she's okay now. Maybe have a doctor look at it?"
The kid flies staright into her mothers arm while I hand my girlfriend over to her brother for a moment and grab her coat, an apple and a bottle of water.

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Jeran's pace is that of someone whose life was on the line. His mind racing with procedures and questions, while his hands go in front of him, trying to calculate the timing on his hands. Most of all, his fear is for his sister being left home with Matthew and a two year old and no help around them at all if something was to happen. That's how it comes out, too, in morris code for Vy. He speaks in code, just trying to get Vy on the move with him so that they can hurry. His words won't even say what's wrong, but only giving her the necessary message that they needed to go without wasting time.

"What's going on? Who's hurt?"

For a moment, he turns around to her and looks at her face, noticing the hint of hurt as she tries to figure out what's going on and with whom. HIs only destination is to get to the truck and with his arm wrapped around her, he's helping her into the truck and starting the engni with a roar. The only thing he can really tell her, with what he knew was just from a simple phrase.

"Ky's having a baby... now!"

....

I'm having no doubts whatsoever that Mira is going to be born today. Why she decided to pick today... why Brooklyn had to get hurt of all days, is beyond my own understanding. I can't put the blame on them, but Matthew seems like a good second as I do put the blame on him and he takes it like a man. I can't smile though. I can't do much of anything because there's too much fear going through my mind to be at ease at a time like this.

"I'm afraid you don't have a choice. You'll get through this. You're the strongest girl I know. Think of it as a fight. You'll win and the reward is a baby girl."

"As enticing as that sounds..." I grimace, leaning heavily over on Matthew as another contraction hits and a little harder than last time making me feel weak in the knees. Painful moans escape my lips as I try to bite them back and for some reason, tears come to a head this time as I try to hide them in Matthew's coverage. "It hurts, Matthew... I'm not kidding. I don't want to do this."

I beg him and try a different position to ward off the next few more seconds until it seems to go away and leave me breathless and somewhat weak in the knees. What helps though is walking and with Matthew supporting me in each repeating pace, it makes the time go by faster until I hear the truck pulling up and we go toward the door.

As soon as the door opens, Jeran's already to my side and pressing against my arm and looking to Matthew. "How long has this been going on? Why did yo let us go on our date if you were just going to go into labor, Ky?"

"We need the key, bro. She's going to give birth. Oh..." I listen to Matthew tell them about what happened to Brooklyn and I immediately try to look over to Vy.

"It was a pure accident, Vy. I'm so sorry. I never wanted her to get hurt... and..." I tell her while I try to search her face to see if she'll start to blow up at me and Matthew. When I expect it, she doesn't. Instead, Matthew is passing me off to Jeran who takes his spot beside me, and lets me wrap my arm around his torso while his arms keep me upright.

"What are you doing MAtthew?" He asks and then turns his attention to me. "How you holding up, sis? You sure this is the time? You couldn't have waited, oh say... another hour or two? That neice of mine is going to get a stern talking to." He teases me and as Matthew comes back, Jeran withholds the keys from his hands.

"No way, bro. I"m driving. Everyone in the truck. We can fit. Might as well get everyone there in one peice so we don't miss anything and Brooklyn probably needs to be looked at anyways if you mentioned it." For a moment, I look to Matthew and see the items in his hands.

"Matthew... I appriciate your gesture, but I'm not hungry or thirsty... however, if you wouldn't mind grabbing my bag, that would be... ahh - shit." I grimace and feel Jeran's hands tighten around my waist as I start to crumple in pain. "... this is getting old. Really... really old. Damnit."

"Alright, little sis. Let's get you taken care of, okay?" Jeran points to the stairs and makes a gesture. "I'll get her bag. Then I'll meet you in the car. I'm driving... Ky told me what happened last time you drove." With that he passes me back over to Matthew.

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[Cameo {RIP Charlie}]

Only one short sentence is needed for Jeran to across their need for a rush; Kyanite is having her baby. Guess Vy can be grateful that nobody's hurt. Mother nature's simply taking it's corse...and hopefully that route will be slow enough for them to make it to their rescue. Can just imagine Matthew delivering the baby at home, while Brooklyn stands off to the side with enlarged eyes. Please be patient, it's far too early to explain the birds & the bees to her.

"Shit." Vy comments under her breath, worry & guilt seeping in for not being there to help her close friends. 'Course their first date had to have spectacular timing. But her concern is beyond the fact that it was cut short, and only upon that they didn't leave sooner. "Damn this ice and snow. I can't tell you to go faster." She mumbles into her hands, as her head slowly shakes back and forth in disbelief. "Why couldn't she of had her baby in the Spring? Or I don't know, at least waited until we were there to go into labor." A huff ends her sentence to clearly illustrate just how much she cares.

As soon as they arrive, they both jump out like the truck is on fire, rushing to the door without a clue to what's going on by this point. There's no sound of a crying newborn though, that should be a good sign. And Matthew & Ky even meet them at the door, the poor Brunette being in obvious pain. "Hi to you to." Vy greets after Matt only demands for the keys to the truck. Right, like they're going to wait at home while Kyanite gives birth. They didn't ruin their date for nothing.

Before anything else can be said, a warning comes forth from Matthew, while Brooklyn darts in to join the chaos. The bandage says it all; and honestly, she finds no anger over it. Looks like she found the corporate to all of this, stressing out Ky to the point of going into labor. Either way she scoops up her little one, then turns her focus over to Ky who's still extremely paranoid over this accident. "Ky, it's okay." Vy reassures and gently rubs her swollen back. "She's two, she runs into things all the time. Plus she's a tough cookie, right Brooklyn?" S

"Uh huh." Brooklyn agrees with a few leftover sniffles, though they may only be from the temperate. "Mira give Kyky owie." She informs while her expression saddens again.

Finally Matthew returns with his version of packing: a coat, an apple, and water. Can't help but chuckle softly at his effort, especially when he doesn't even think of grabbing Kyanite's bag. While the boys discuss their strategy, Vy does her best to comfort Ky with the side not supporting Brooklyn. "Try to take deep breaths, it'll help." She suggests when another contraction hits. Her fingers lightly press in to the Brunette's back in attempt to cause a little distraction. "It's not going to last forever, remember that." She'll say anything if it means easing her friend's pain.

[Jack Lexington]

I am not really sure what I should think about the fact that the couple plus kid wants to tag along to our babies birth. Isn't it supposed to be just her and me? I give Kyanite a brief glance but she doesn't seem to have any contradictions. On the contrary. She seems relieved that her brother and especially Vy is here who assures her that Brooklyn's accident isn't anything to get knickers in a knot over. Thank goodness, the last thing we need is a hysterical mother now.

Jeran's not giving me the keys and at this point I agree with him. It might be better if he drives because I'm pretty damn shaken up beneath that calm surface of mine. I wouldn't be able to focus on anything that Kyanite right now.

We all make it to the car, which is still nice and warm.
While Vy, Jeran and Brooklyn sit in the front I let Ky lay across the back seat with her head in my lap. Then I give Jeran a tap on the shoulder and tell him.
"Okay. Go...!" I think I don't need to tell him to go fast because he's got that brotherly worried look again.

The drive is too long for everybodie's taste but at least Vy 'walks' her 'Through' those contractions much better than I can.

At the hospital I do the same slip and fall in the parking lot I did last time, landing ont he same sore spot on my hip and turn the same shade of pink due to embarassment before I jog inside.
This time I know where to go and head straight for the delivery room.
A big door blocks my way so I quickly grab one of those wheel chairs, which I use to bring Kyanite inside. At least there's no snow storm today, just ice.

I give the others a brief look wondering whether they'll be coming along or taking care of Brooklyn first but my girl friends labored breaths are making me hurry up.
"Here we go. We're almost there."

Inside the delivery area the midwives in the nice pink srubs and neat buns and doctors are way calmer than I expected. No rush, no fuzz. We still need to fill in papers before one of the midwifes collects Ky and tells her.
"Let's see what's happening."

I just stand there completely baffled at the quiet and calm in here. There's even soft music playing from speakers on the ceiling.

"Can I come?" I ask never letting go of her wheel chair.

"We'll see you in a minute. Wait here." She tells me so all I can do is kiss my girl on the forehead and feel like this strange calm has nothing to do with what's going on inside of her...or me.

[*]

I can't possibly try to evaluate the effect that Vy will have on me and MAtthew when she finds out the youngster got hurt under our care, but she's willing to forgive us both almost instantly. She passes everything off on her age and being clumsy, but it doesnt' take away the feeling of being guilty at all. I feel horrible, but luckily, the contractions that keep showing up is good enough to distract me from my misery to concentrate only on one thing. Just like that, Vy's rubbing my back through this contraction before we even hit the road.

"Deep breaths. Yeah, sure. On it." I try to be a smartass to her, but it don't come out that way as we clammer into the vehicle and I'm in the backseat with Matthew, laying down to relax before all of this gets started. I can't help but to look up to Matthew and give him a half grin, keeping my hand on my stomach as I pull his hand to do the same as I close my eyes and just try to take a deep breath here and there.

"Mira will almost be here. We never decided on a middle name... Matthew. She doesn't have a middle name." I figure it out just like that to keep my mind busy with things other than just what's going on at the moment. "Jeran... don't wreck, please." I joke.

"I'm not sis. Just relax back there. No back seat driving. Vy, tell her."

"Jeran, don't go there."

Before I realize it, we've reached the hospital and I wait inside the truck with both Jeran and Vy, while Brooklyn stays turned around, looking to me and my stomach and kissing her hand to touch my stomach. "Kyky tummy get better. Miwa is bad girl."

I look to the little girl, placing my hand on her cheek as I grin at her. "Mira isn't a bad girl. She just wants to meet you and her auntie and uncle and daddy and mommy." I tell her and Matthew arrives with a wheelchair.

"I can walk..." I try to tell him, but he don't wnat to listen to me at all. So, I do as I'm told and go inside to meet with the midwives they have here and have met several times already. With the paperwork completed, one of the midwives comes to collect me but refuses to let Matthew come. I look to him helplessly though as I get taken away from him with nothing more than a kiss to the forehead for comfort.

Inside, the nurse does the routine thing for her, prepping my bed and gown as well as stats and vitals of the baby. Not long after I arrive, they deem it alright to have two visitors inside here and also give me the news that I"m already dialated to five. "How? I just got here..."

"You've probably been contracting all day. You're halfway there, dear. Let me go get the father of the baby, alright? Anyone else you want in here? You're brother or family members?" She asks.

"Vy only. Matthew and Vy... my brother don'..." I grimace and lean against the bed getting hit with another contraction and wait until I see the two enter. "Five. Already to five... Mira's really wanting to meet her dad..." I exclaim and put my hand out for Matthew. "You are not allowed to leave me, you hear me? No matter what."

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[Cameo {RIP Charlie}]

Now that everyone's safely in the truck, Jeran takes a lot more cation to driving. Last thing they need is to slide off the road and get stuck, be forced to deliver the baby in the car. They would of had better luck at home. But Kyanite's unable to help being paranoid, and she begs for her Brother not to crash. 'Course he has to protest back, even including Vy into the debate over no backseat driving. "How about you both just relax?" She more-or-less offers. This is really no time for an argument, as long as they get there in one piece. So far all seems well.

First one to jump out when they reach the hospital, is Matthew. Probably not the best idea to have Kyanite stumbling on the icy ground, and Vy can only assume he's retrieving a wheelchair. It's not like he's dashing back with confusion to why no one's following.

Generously, Brooklyn keeps them entertained while they wait. She claims that Kyanite's stomach will get better, and that the little one inside of her is bad for providing this pain. It's beyond cute, and impossible to not chuckle over. "Ohh." She nods her head in understanding, a smile growing on her round cheeks from the idea of meeting a new Rugrat.

Soon enough Matthew comes rolling out the door with Kyanite's chariot. Even if she's certain she can walk, she's assisted into the chair and they rush inside without waiting for anyone else. "I guess we should follow them." Vy laughs while she takes the last moment of silence they'll probably get for a while. "Gosh. You'd think they were having a baby or something." Her attention fall on Jeran for a split second, before she nudges her head to gesture following them.

"How's your head, baby girl?" Vy questions as they hurry inside as well.

"Boo boo?" Brooklyn brings her tiny fingers up to her bandage. "It all better. How Kyky?" Is all she's concerned about.

"She'll be fine." The older Blonde reassures, then looks over to Jeran to see what they should do now.

A nurse interrupts them before they have a chance to figure it out. "Vy?" She asks with a baffled tone, probably stumped by the short name. "Ms. Ruze has requested that only you and her partner come visit her." She shares and waits to lead the way.

"She probably doesn't want her brother in the room while she's spread-eagle." Vy explains while she passes Brooklyn over to him. "I'll let you know what's going on." Happily the youngster wraps her petite arms around Jeran's neck, squealing his name with great joy.

It's sort of awkward entering the room and having Kyanite only address her boyfriend. Unsure what to do, Vy stands off on the side of the room. Sure she's been through this before, but she doesn't know anymore then these midwives. "How are you feeling, Ky?" She eventually pulls out. "Going for the meds, or are you sticking out the pain?"

[Jack Lexington]

The wait outside where I'm seperated from her and don't know what's going on has made me more nervous. I watch a few other pregnant women walk up and down the hallway in hospital gowns. They're hands are on their backs with their guys nearby. Why am I waiting out here? I give Jeran a helpless look but don't say a word.

That's when we get called in by a nurse who's all smiles and hear the news that she's at 5.
"5 what?" I smile at her like a dork because I have no idea what that means.
"Where does it end?"
I sit down on a chair beside her and take her hand while I promise.
"I swear I'm not leaving you. No matter what!" My lips press against her hand that holds mine.
How could I leave you. I'm the one who got you in this position in the first place."

Her friend comes around to ask her whether she's going to take any meds or not, which raises a valid question. "You can take meds?" Why not earlier?

Good thing Jeran had to stay outside with Brooklyn. Who else would watch ther kid, who probably still didn't get her head checked.Even if it's just a small cut my medical skills might not be good enough.

It strikes me what an odd clustered family we all are. None of us related but still we stick together all the way to the delivery room.

Silently I wish my dad knew about this but lately we haven't been in touch much- probably because I decided to move out...or that her mother could walk her through the birth. The thought makes my heart sting a little. I'm sorry for her loss. That strikes a bit of fear in me. Could Kyanite die during the birth?
"Are you okay now?"
With a concerned expression I kiss her hand again. "I love you."

[*]

Already at five.. that means that I'm already halfway there for meeting Mira. That means, that in less than a day or however long it takes for her to be born, I will untimately become a mom. I will be able to hold her and coddle her. Kiss away the boo-boo's and tell her stories to make her go to sleep... but first - she has to endure as much as I am.

Seeing the two people that I wanted to have in here makes all the difference. I just want Matthew and Vy in here. I don't want my brother to be seeing me nor do I want Brooklyn to be in here cause I don't want her to see nor hear me. She already wants the pain to go away. I did the right thing by asking for those two to stay out and as Matthew comes over to me, I take his hand when he sits next to me and his hand in mine is enough to put a calm through me. The midwife next to me checks my vitals once again, and the vitals on the baby before asking if I need anything. I reply with a no for now.

"How you feeling, Ky?"

"I'm birthing a baby... you should remember what it feels like." I tell her, trying to display a smile, but rotate my hips a little to the pain that's starting to get a little more intense and uncomfortable. "How long will this take?" I question her, but Matthew seems to take the blunt of the force when I start to squeeze his hand just after he kissed it.

I humm to the beat of a song I've got in my head and just as the pain subsides again, I hear Matthew concern voice asking if I'm okay. "Peachy and I love you, too."

I look to Vy and wave her over to me and reach for her hand as well and lightly squeeze their hands in unison. "You two are amazing, but tell them I want pain meds and don't you dare call me a wimp... hear me?"

I flash them both a smile and close my eyes to ride out the next little bit until it's time.

...Timeskip...

The midwife asks to check me for the hundreth time in the past thirteen hours that I've been here. I'm glad for the drugs that they've given me and I've feel nothing but exhaustion and annoyance. On top of that, the meds for the pain that they've given me only takes the edge off, but as another contraction hits me I hold on to Matthew's hand.

"On the next contraction, I want you to start pushing, okay?" The midwife tells me and I take Vy's hand on the other side of me as this contraction starts to go away and I drop my head backward on the pillow.

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[Cameo {RIP Charlie}]

"I'd rather not." Vy comments when Kyanite points out that she must remember what's it's like to be in labor. Those were scary time with only Brittany in the waiting room, but the outcome was most certainly worth it. Least she can now be there for her close friend, make sure she doesn't have to go through the struggle of doing it alone. No matter how long it takes, she'll always have someone by her side to support her through the pain.

If only that was enough to subside the discomfort, because she then questions how long this will last. "Everyone's different. Shouldn't be too long though, you're already dilated to a five." The Blonde gives the unfortunate news, but with a sprinkle of hope that it still shouldn't be too long. If only there was a way to help more...oh yeah there is, it's called drugs.

When Ky gestures for Vy to come closer, she complies without a second of hesitation. Anything that the Brunette may need, she'll provide. And to no surprise she takes the offer of some medication. Fingers wrap around Vy's hand, a small squeeze coming forth when Ky demands that they don't call her a wimp for her decision. "You're creating life Kyanite. I don't think either of us can call you a wimp for wanting to ease the pain." She tries to reassure, not budging her hand away from Kyanite's grip. "I'll go tell them for you." Slowly she pulls away, knowing very well that what she's going to get will be a lot more helpful then her hand.

Things calm down once the medication begins seeping in, though it doesn't speed things up at all. At this time of the night, it's difficult to remain awake through all these hours."I'm going to go check on Jeran and Brooklyn, catch him up on all the progress. I'll make sure a nurse gets me if anything happens." Vy excuses herself for a brief moment. When she finally returns, nothing more has happened, and she takes her spot by Kyanite on the opposite side of Matthew.

"On the next contraction, I want you to start pushing, okay?"

It snaps Vy out of her long daze, her focus automatically turning to Kyanite who grabs ahold of her hand again. "Almost there Ky." Vy informs with a growing smile for her.