Prompt 2: (one half of the ship) is in the hospital for some reason. What will (the other half) do? ((established relationship))


Amelia squeezed Lovina's hand.

"It's going to be okay, sweetie," Amelia said, even though she was worried, herself―twins weren't exactly a breeze when giving birth, she was sure. Lovina's face was scrunched tight. "Remember those classes? Breathe―"

"I'm f**king breathing, okay?" Lovina snapped. Amelia opened her mouth again, and Lovina held up her free hand to stop her. "No. I'm not taking any f**king drugs. I don't want them messing up my babies."

"They won't..." Amelia began, but surrendered when Lovina gave her a stern look. "Gotcha. No drugs."

Lovina had insisted on a midwife, but Amelia had found a hospital that allowed midwives―just in case, God forbid, something went wrong. They'd relied on science to get pregnant in the first place; Amelia didn't see the harm in relying on it to bring the babies into the world.

"Felicia's already setting up the house," Amelia said, changing tacks. Lovina groaned. Felicia had insisted on visiting for the first month to take care of all of the chores and make sure mother and babies alike were cared for properly while Amelia went back to work.

"She'd better have dinner waiting," Lovina said. She hadn't been allowed to eat since the contractions had started.

"I'm sure she'll have dinner and a glass of wine waiting," Amelia said. "The good wine. I bought some special."

Lovina almost grinned, but another contraction stopped her up short.

The next hour was a blur. Amelia pulled out her camera and didn't know where to point it. The midwives called it a quick and easy birth, but Lovina begged to differ. Finally, the midwives held out her first baby girl and asked her to cut the cord.

Amelia looked down at her little, pink face and swayed. The world seemed to go gray at the edges.

"Ohh, my God," Amelia gasped.

That was the last thing she remembered; Lovina would spend the next three years alternately laughing about how she passed out at the sight of the placenta and grousing about how she'd been left to deliver Allegra on her own.