This is based off another roleplay I've done with Brentinator, and seeing as I didn't have any other idea for today's prompt, I figured it was appropriate to finally convert this into a fic.
Timeline wise, in this universe (which would be an offshoot of 'The Mechanic and The Bionic Technopath' Universe, just without Leo turning out to be her dad and Donald turning out to be her mom, not her dad), would take place around 2017-2018.
Mech-X4 Week Day One: Monster Hunting
A heavily pregnant Breana was supervising while Mark, Ryan, Harris and Spyder worked to defeat a new monster that was like a dragon crossed with wolf.
Breana groaned, sitting in a spare rolling chair when she suddenly felt a painful twinge and then the gush. "Ok I really hate to say this in the middle of a monster attacking but my water just broke!" She announced.
"How does Water break?" Spider commented. "Plasma Punch ready."
Mark groaned. "Breana, I really hate to say this, but-"
"Not the time, not the time!" Harris yelled.
Breana giggled a bit.
"I still don't get how water can break." Spyder said, pushing the button.
Ryan grit his teeth. "Breana, how long do you think you can go?"
Breana thought for a moment. Her back spasms could have been contractions but they weren't that bad. "At least another few hours, the contractions aren't super bad and they're not that close together." She winced a bit.
Ryannodded. "OK then. We should be able to finish this first then."
Breana tried to stay calm- she was the one that usually stayed calm anyways, having gone on so many bionic missions- but then the contractions got painful. "Holy fuck- there's demerol in the medbay right? I can't remember even though I'm the one always patching all of y'all up."
Mark nodded. "Yeah. You need me to take you down there?"
Breana nodded. "Y-yeah." She whimpered a bit.
Mark turned to the trio of freshman. "Don't kill yourselves." He gently grabbed Breana's hand, getting in the elevator with her.
Breana squeezed Mark's hand, whining in pain a bit as the elevator went down to the medbay.
Mark gently lays her down on one of the two beds in the medbay. "Um, I don't exactly know how to do the demerol."
"Just hand me the bottle and a fucking syringe." Breana cursed at Mark, rolling her eyes.
Mark just handed his girlfriend the bottle of demerol and a syringe pack.
Breana attached the needle hub to the syringe, drawing air into the syringe and pushed it out before moving the plunger to how much demerol she wanted, and then quickly stabbed it through the rubber stopper on the demerol bottle, turning in on it's side so she could draw the medicine in the syringe. After tapping the side of the syringe to get rid of any air bubbles, she found a vein in her left arm and went to town.
Mark's eyes widened. "Wow."
Breana shrugged. "I've seen a lot of shit going on missions, and as much as I hate needles, y'all are idiots and I know what I'm doing, plus contractions are nothing compared to a tiny pinch." She put the cap on the needle and slipped the plastic packaging over the syringe to save the other half of the dose for later if needed. "You don't want me high as a fucking kite while alone if you have to go back up there, and that way I don't have to fill the syringe twice, it's a little less sanitary but I make sure everything in here is sterile enough and I wash my hands."
"You have a point." Mark agreed.
Breana nodded. "You saw when I broke my ankle, I said the doctor was a pickle and I ate the dog treat Spyder offered me. the only thing I really have any tolerance for is alcohol." She shrugged.
"Point."
Breana nodded. "You should go check on the other idiots." She chuckled.
"Alright."
Breana nodded. "We'll use the Mech links if I need you."
"Love you." Mark kissed her forehead before heading back up to the robot's head.
"Love you too." Breana started timing the contractions, which were now just small painful twinges instead of 'wtf is this'.
"How's everything up here?" Mark asked the three dinguses.
"The monster doesn't want to go goo." Spyder said. "Oh, Plasma Axe!"
"Need any help?" Mark asked.
"Something might need fixed." Spyder shrugged, pressing the button for the plasma axe.
Ryan rolled his eyes. "The left thruster is busted."
"On it."
While fixing the thruster, Mark turned on his mech link. "How're you doing, Breana?"
"The contractions are really intense, I'm trying not to use the whole dose of demerol because I know I'll get too high, could you text the midwife, just leave out the part of us being a robot?" Breana asked Mark.
Mark nodded. "Yeah, I'll text her after I fix this. My hands are kinds full."
Breana nodded. "Is that the thruster?" She winced in pain a bit.
Mark nodded. "Yep."
Breana nodded, wincing in pain again while clutching her stomach. "Are the idiots ok?"
"For now." Mark reassured her.
Breana nodded. "That's good." She grimmaned in pain. "But they better hurry up because otherwise your daughter will be born in a robot."
"Got it." After finishing the thruster, Mark put it back in place.
"Ryan, you ok?" Spyder asked.
"Yeah. Plasma cannon!" Ryan yelled.
"You better hurry, Dingus." Mark shot Ryan a look.
"Plasma cannon!" Spyder pressed the button. "Is Breana ok?"
Ryan threw the plasma cannon as the monster finally exploded. "Where do you and Breana want me to set you down at?" He asked Mark, while Spyder looked at Mark and Ryan when he heard Breana screaming in pain.
"My car is at the hiding place." Mark told Ryan.
Breana whined, pressing the button on her mech link. "Mark, I need you down here!"
Mark rushed down to the medbay. "What's wrong?"
"Hurts..." Breana whimpered. "She's close."
"OK, I texted the midwife and we're almost to my car and then I'll break the speed limit to get you to the hospital." Mark reassured Breana.
Breana whimpered in pain. "You were able to rebuild the flying, right? I don't think you want to risk me having her in your car."
Mark nodded. "Yeah, I was."
Breana whined in pain, reaching for Mark's hand, before squeezing it tightly. "You better hope I can keep my legs crossed! Luckily there's towels in the mark mobile."
"Yeah." Mark nodded again.
"Coming in for a landing!" Ryan's warning echoed.
Breana whined in pain, trying to hold the baby in.
"Kay, we've landed." Ryan announced on the floor above them.
"Do you want me to carry you?" Mark asked Breana.
Breana nodded. "Y-yeah." She whimpered a bit.
Mark gently picked Breana up and carried Breana to his car while she clung to him.
"Fuck!" Breana grunted while Mark grabbed a towel and placed it on the passenger seat before he put her down and buckled her in so he could get in the driver's seat and turn on the flying mode.
One everything was situated Mark started flying the car at high speed."
Breana whimpered in pain, still crossing her legs.
"We're almost there." Mark tried to reassure her."
Breana cried out in pain. "Your daughter wants fucking out and it's your fault for knocking me up!"
Mark quietly grit his teeth. "Just a few more minutes."
Breana whined in pain, crossing her legs and trying not to push. "I'm sorry but it was the bronchitis' fault for the antibiotics messing with the birth control and the condom's fault for breaking." She grit her teeth.
"It's gonna be OK. I'm about to land and drive the last two miles." Mark tried to speak in a soothing tone.
Breana whined. "I don't think I can hold her much longer, and I'm worried about her needing oxygen."
Mark landed the car on the road and continuing driving. "Just a couple more minutes
"She's crowning right now!" Breana whimpered.
"We're here." Mark skidded to a stop, barely landing in a parking spot before he got out and picked up Breana.
"I can't wait to push anymore!" Breana squealed.
Mark continued on "Alright, I really hope I don't get in trouble for rushing you into the ER."
Breana whimpered in pain. "You have to stop, she's coming out!"
"In the hospital parking lot?!" Mark's eyes almost bulged out of his head.
"Well then you better be ready to catch her as soon as we get in the hospital!" Breana whimpered. "I was already trying not to have her in the robot or the Mark mobile."
"I know, I know." Mark sprinted inside the hospital.
Breana whimpered in pain. "It fucking hurts. Ahh!" She started to push because she couldn't help it.
"We need a room. Now." Mark announced to the surprised receptionist while Breana screamed in pain. "I texted our midwife, told her we were coming in."
"You are Breana and Mark, correct?" The curly blonde, bored receptionist asked Mark.
Mark almost couldn't say yes fast enough..
"I'll let her know you're here." the receptionist started typing into her computer.
Breana whimpered in pain. "Ok this freaking baby is coming out of my junk right now."
Soon enough, Karen, their midwife appeared from around the corner. "If you could follow me." She interested over Breana's yelp of pain.
Mark quickly followed her into the room, laying Breana down on the bed.
Breana screamed in pain, starting to push again while squeezing Mark's hand. The baby's head was already almost out when the midwife quickly checked her.
Mark gently squeezed Breana's hand.
Breana whimpered in pain while pushing. "Fucking motherfucker!"
Mark brushed some of Breana's hair out of her face. "I think you're almost done"
Breana whimpered, trying to breathe while she pushed until she heard the baby girl cry.
Karen caught the squirming baby girl. "She's big, she's a little blue, but she's breathing, so I think all that needs to be done is supplemental oxygen."
Mark grinned. "You did it."
Breana smiled at Mark before looking at the baby, worrying that something bad was going to happen.
"Would you like to cut the cord?" Karen asked mark.
"Of course." Mark smiled even wider.
Karen waited a few more minutes before clamping off the cord and handing Mark the scissors. "She's getting color back, we shouldn't even have to put her on oxygen."
Breana sighed in relief, while she watched Mark cut the cord. She smiled. "She's adorable."
Karen took the baby to clean her off before weighing and measuring her. "She's Seven pounds, five ounces and 24 inches long."
Mark chuckled. "That's a big baby
Breana giggled. "That's not big, that's average weight, she's just a little long, probably going to play basketball like her daddy."
Karen chuckled, handing the baby to Breana after wrapping her in a blanket.
Mark smiled, leaning his against Breana's shoulder. "So, what're you thinking for names?"
Breana chuckled. "Honestly I don't know, I didn't really expect to go into labor in the middle of a monster attack, I thought we had more time." She held the baby close, taking in all the little details of her face, wiping away some stray tears with the back of her hand.
"I can get you a baby name book." Karen offed..
Mark glanced at Breana. "You OK with that?."
Breana nodded. "Yeah, she can't go around with a name." She grinned. She finally had a healthy baby and she was so in love.
Mark nodded. "OK." He smiled at Breana before telling Karen, "That'd be great."
Karen nodded. "I'll be right back."
Brenaa chuckled. "Do you want to hold her before she starts wanting milk?"
Mark grinned. "Yes, of course."
Breana carefully handed the baby to Mark, wincing a bit while she pushed out the placenta, which was easy compared to pushing out a baby. "I just don't want to give her a stupid name, and I have to keep telling myself that she's healthy even though I know she is because I made it to 36 weeks."
"She's OK, Breana." Mark shifted Angela into one arm and against his chest so he could rub Breana's shoulder for a minute.
"I know, I can see that. It's just going to take a while to sink in." Breana said. The baby girl whimpered a bit before starting to cry.
Mark rubbed the tiny baby's back. "Shh, it's OK."
Breana smiled. "I think she's getting hungry."
The baby girl stuck her tongue out while looking up at Mark, making him smile while handing her back to Breana.
Breana smiled, pulling her shirt up to start trying to breastfeed the baby girl. "She eats like her daddy." She chuckled. "Of course you're an athlete but it doesn't mean you don't eat ridiculous amounts."
Mark rolled his eyes. "I work it off."
Breana chuckled. "I know you do." She lightly touched the baby's head while breastfeeding her.
"She's so cute." Mark grinned.
Breana smiled. "She is." She chuckled. "You're so cute, baby. And you have an uncle who will protect you, and a badass grandma, and more crazy uncles and a crazy aunt on your mom's side." She smiled, burping the baby.
"Definitely a crazy family." Mark grinned at his badass girlfriend holding his baby girl.
Breana chuckled. "We should text everybody pictures. But she needs a name first."
Karen came back with a baby name book, handing it to Mark. "Here you go."
Mark smiled at Karen. "Thank you."
"You're welcome." Karen smiled back at Mark.
Breana smiled, running her finger over the baby's cheek.
Mark opened the baby name book. "Alright, let's find you a name, sweet girl."
Breana smiled, holding the baby close to her chest.
"Got any suggestions?" Mark wondered.
"I can't think of anything right now." Breana chuckled.
"Wanna look through this?" Mark asked her.
"Let's look through it together." Breana answered.
"OK, so, you just wanna start at A and go through?" Mark asked.
Breana nodded. "I guess we have to do that." She chuckled.
"Yeah." Mark agreed.
"Can you take her? she's cute but she's starting to fall asleep on me." Breana told Mark.
"Yeah.." Mark gently shifted the baby girl into his arms.
Breana smiled, starting to look through the baby name books.
"Anything yet?."
Breana shook her head in reply, before starting to look through the baby name book. "I like Angela, but I don't know if if should be her name or a middle name."
"I like Angela." Mark agreed.
Breana nodded. "Now she needs a middle name."
"Hmm…?" Mark trailed off.
Breana glanced at the baby name book.
"Anything?"
Breana shrugged, moving the baby name book so that Mark could see it better.
Mark blinked "Wow. That's a lot"
Breana nodded. 'I know." She smiled at Mark, looking at the baby sleeping in his arms.
Mark looked down at the baby in his arms. "Gonna be honest, calmest baby I've ever held."
"Well, she is asleep." Breana chuckled.
"True." Mark agreed, before Angela whined a bit.
"She probably needs to be changed." Breana guessed..
"I'll do it." Mark looked around for a minute until he found the supplies he needed.
Breana nodded. "Ok." She said while Mark changed Angela.
Angela looked up at Mark while he changed her.
"Hi. Mark cooed while Angela gurgled. He smiled while taping Angela's diaper before he picked her back up. "You're just so happy right now." He kissed her forehead.
"Ok but you holding a baby, especially our baby, is definitely adding to the hot factor." Breana interrupted before she giggled.
Mark grinned. "Thanks."
Breana smiled at Mark. "We should text everyone now that she has at least a first name." She giggled a bit. "I want to hold her again."
Mark handed Angela back over to her mom before he started texting everyone pictures of Angela and what time she was born.
Breana smiled, holding Angela. "You're going to have your daddy wrapped around your little fingers." She whispered, giggling a bit.
Mark finished texting. "That's everyone."
Breana smiled at Mark. "I bet your mom's going to be the first one here, or Ryan because Spyder wanted to see the baby."
"Most likely my Mom." Mark agreed.
Breana nodded. "Yeah."
Mark looked down at Angela. "I hope you're ready, kiddo."
Breana chuckled, smiling at Mark.
Mark grinned. "We both have crazy families."
"I know." Breana smiled at Mark.
"She's just gonna have to get used to it." Mark chuckled.
Breana chuckled. "I don't think I ever fully got used to how crazy my family is."
Mark smiled. "I'll never get used to it, but at least I have you two."
Breana grinned. "And you get to teach her about being a mechanic, because the only reason I know how to change a tire is because I have super smarts." She chuckled.
Mark smirked. "Yep. She'll be as awesome as her Daddy, if not more."
"Hey, I'm awesome too!" Breana chuckled. "Who else kicked Seth Harper in the nuts while wearing high heels?"
Mark grinned. "Yeah, you're awesome too. But not Mark Walker awesome.". He chuckled.
Breana rolled her eyes at Mark. "You're mean." She stuck her tongue out at him.
"I'm just teasing you." Mark kissed Breana's forehead.
Breana giggled a bit, smiling at Mark.
Mark smiled. "You two might overtake me in the awesome world."
Breana grinned, smiling up at Mark. "I love you."
Mark smiled cheekily. "Love you more."