A\N: This two-shot is a belated birthday present to my friend Goggiebe. I don't know much about the birthing process accept what I learnt in health class and I found when I researched it on the internet. Oh and this takes place three years into the future from the current universe of Chicago Fire and Chicago PD.
Disclaimer: I do not own Chicago Fire, Chicago PD, NBC, Global or the Harry Potter movies, books or anything in the Harry Potter Universe.
Spoilers: Note
Warnings: None
Winter Storm
It was two and a half weeks before Gabby was due to give birth and to celebrate Laura and Antonio invited her and Matt over for dinner. Now after dinner the family minus Eva were sitting in the living room talking.
"So," Fifteen-year-old Eva walked into the room playing with her long dark hair, "I just checked the weather and now they're saying that storm is supposed to come sooner and be worse then they thought.
Ten-year-old Diego pointed to the open window and turned to his sister, "Well duh! It's already really bad out."
"Oh shut-up," Eva whacked him in the back of the head with her chemistry textbook she had under her arm.
"Hey!" He whipped around and glared, "Dad's teaching me how to fight!" He warned.
"No I'm teaching you how to box; and you won't use any of it no your sister." Antonio spoke strictly to his son.
"Fine but I get to beat up any boys that break her heart."
Eva huffed, "Any boy that breaks my heart is going to already be in a lot of pain when you get to him. I can guarantee that."
"Now that's what I like to hear," Antonio turned to his daughter, "Seems like those boxing lessons I gave you is helping. Maybe I'll get used to you dating after all."
"So I can go to Michael's house on Friday?"
"I said used to you dating I didn't say you're allowed to go to a boy's house when his parents aren't home."
"Dad I've known him since Grade One-"
"Eva we're not going over this again," Antonio interrupted her.
Eva crossed her arms and slumped into the couch beside her brother.
"Now about thus storm; you two are staying the night. We'll see if it's any better in the morning," Laura told her Gabby and Matt.
"Thanks," Matt looked out the window; the wind was fast it was blowing snow around, which was all he could see, "I don't want to drive in that."
"I'll go clean up the guest room," Diego stood up, "I've been using if for my science project."
"Diego Fernandez Dawson if you've been smashing watermelon's or anything else in that room I'll-"
"No Mom," Diego reassured her, "I'll do that part in the basement. I was just working on my Bristol board in there. Remember last weekend when Dad was helping me with it."
"I thought I told you to move it then," She crossed her arms.
"I'm moving it now what's the difference."
"You should have done it when I told you to. That's the difference. Now go upstairs and move it and not another word of back talk out of you."
"Yes Mom," Diego stood and left the room.
"Aunt Gabby, Uncle Matt!" Eva stopped reading her textbook and looked at the couple, "Can you please tell me what you're naming your daughter? It's causing my grades to suffer! I keep thinking about it."
Her hands resting on her large abdomen Gabby shook her head, "Sorry kiddo. You'll just have to wait until your cousin is born to find out."
"Can I at least have a clue?"
"Eva, that's enough. Now you can stay down here and not bring that up again or you can go upstairs and study for your Chemistry test on Friday," Laura told the teenager.
"Can I study with music on?"
"No."
Eva stood up "I think I'll go upstairs and study then."
While Eva was leaving the room Diego walked past her carrying a boxful of things she presumed were for his project down to the basement.
Sixteen minutes later Diego had moved and set up the basement into a mini testing lab and came back upstairs, "Dad you have to come and see this. The basements like my own mini CSU Crime lab."
Both Diego and Eva had inherited their father's lover of anything to do with science; Eva more so then Diego; her favourite subjects and the ones she excelled at were chemistry, physics and biology; she wanted to be a doctor. Diego had taken his love of science and doing experiments on anything he could get his hands to wanting to become a Lab Tech and work in a Crime Scene Lab, or be a Detective like his father.
"Okay bud lets go and see this lab but then I want you to finish your history homework."
"It's just some stupid questions. I'm almost done. Besides it's going to be a snow day tomorrow anyways."
"You don't know that for sure."
"Can we bet?"
"Not until you're twenty-one," Antonio chuckled softly walking with him to the basement steps.
Feeling a slight sting in her abdomen Gabby closed her eyes and cringed as she rubbed her abdomen. "I hate these false labour pains." She said through gritted teeth.
"Are you sure that's what it is?" Matt asked her, "You've been getting them every half an hour or so."
"Matt, trust me I'm sure." Gabby took his hand, "I'm anxious to meet her too but we're just going to have to wait."
"I think I can wait a few more weeks," He gently rubbed her abdomen. "Just tell her not to be late. I have the week your due booked off of work; if she's even a few days late I'll miss it."
"You may be able to wait but I want her out now. I can't eat, can't sleep, I can do anything because I'm so fat! At least when she's born I'll be able to eat again."
"Sleep while you can Gabby," Laura advised her, "You won't be getting much sleep when the babies born."
"I'm not worried about sleep. I just want to be comfortable again."
Eva walked into the room with colour-coded cue cards in her hands, "Can I please have some help with studying for my Chemistry test?"
"I'll help you Eva, what do you want help with?"
"I made study notes on cue cards, it's organized by chapters in the unit. Here I'm having trouble with these ones," She handed over some cue cards.
"Alright," Gabby flipped through the cue cards; "You ready?"
"Uh-huh"
1:34 AM- Tuesday Morning
Gabby woke up from her restless slumber by a pain in her abdomen. She was now waking up with them every twenty minutes or so and lasting around twenty seconds; she was fairly certain that they were contractions.
"Matt!" She shook her husband's shoulder as she bit her lower lip to prevent herself from screaming in pain. "Matt!"
Matt woke-up and flicked on the lamp in the bedroom, "Gabby," He rubbed his eyes, "What is it"
"It's not false labour Matt; I'm having our baby now."
TBC
A\N: Please review and let me know what you thought of the first chapter.
