Bonnie POV (9 months)

Buck and Blanche arrived about a week after Clyde sent the letter. There as no real question to whether Blanche and I liked each other. She didn't like me and I basically tolerated her. The two of us living under one roof for the past couple months just about pushed me over the edge at points. I would have given anything to go be out on the hold ups with Clyde again but he wanted to keep me safe, "Risking two lives is hard enough, I'm not going to go about risking three," he had said to me. Although I knew he didn't want the baby it was nice to know he cared.

Over these past few months though I began to feel connected to the baby inside of me. I knew I shouldn't but I couldn't help it. It's a motherly thing I guess, it just happens. I had written letters to Mama about my pregnancy but I wished that she could respond to me. Clyde took me to see her right after I found out I was pregnant but I was too afraid to tell her. I didn't want her to get her hopes up about having a grandchild or to chastise me about my choices to have the baby and give it up.

Later when I wrote her letters I came to realize that I did want this baby as my own. I wanted to be a mother to this child. I wanted to see this child grow up and I wanted them to know who I am. It was all those little moments like feeling it move for the first time and things like that. I had tried to separate myself from it, in order to make it easier for me to give it up when the time came, but I when I wrote to her it all seemed to real.

I sat there cleaning my gun, I had never used it of course but Clyde always wanted me to have it, when Blanche walked in, 'The two of them are out there doing god knows what and you can just sit here like that?"

"Yes I can," she was like this every time the two of them went out. I knew she was worried but eventually both of us would have to accept the fact that worrying wouldn't bring them back.

"You're as crazy as he is."

I pointed my gun at her, "You keep talking like that you might just be the first person I kill." I wouldn't do it but maybe the threat would be enough to shut her up.

"Do you really think you could keep a kid out here?" she said to me.

"Yes, I think we could," I was not in the mood to talk with her.

"You are so selfish Bonnie Parker. You think that raising a baby out here is a good idea just because it would make you happy? Aren't you even thinking about your kid?" she snapped.

I tried to stay calm for the baby's sake but I knew that wasn't happening. Months of aggravation exploded out of me. "I am not being selfish! I want this baby to know its family. What is so wrong with that? Wouldn't your good Lord want that?"

"Do not bring the lord into this Bonnie Parker," she snapped back at me.

In that moment I felt the most intense pain I have ever known coming from within me. I doubled over and almost dropped to the floor the pain was so intense. I may not have ever felt this before but I knew what it meant, this baby was coming, now.


Blanche POV

I couldn't leave her without helping. She looked like one of those injured animals I would find and try to take care of. God would want me to help her, and I knew that, but I didn't know if I could. There had to be something I could do for her.

I walked into the bedroom and seeing her lonely silhouette outlined on the bed. I couldn't leave her; she didn't deserve to go through this alone. "Bonnie," I said to her. As she turned over to look at me another ripple of pain ran through her body, she whimpered but the noise was slowly growing louder. I went over to her pulling one of the cloths out of the bowl I had been carrying. I tried to hand it to her, "Take this and bite down on it, it'll take your mind off the pain." Not to mention keep her a little quieter, I thought. With her screaming we would be lucky if we didn't get discovered. She took it and she seemed grateful.

Her face softened as the pain subsided, and she pulled the cloth out of her mouth. I took the other cloth and began to wipe her forehead clean of the sweat. "It's gonna be OK, honey. I promise." She looked at me with a skeptical look, not knowing to trust me or not. "I know I've said some things to you, and I'm sorry. I shouldn't have judged you before I knew you. It's not selfish to want your baby to know who you are, and if you want to keep it you should. Now I'm going to help you here if you want me to alright?" She nodded slowly, curling up into a ball as another contraction hit her. She reached out for the cloth, which I readily handed her. I started rubbing small circles on her back in order to try to relieve some of the pain.

Once this one subsided she spoke for the first time, "Where is he? Why is he taking so long?" She was worried about Clyde just as much as I was worried about my husband. "This one seems to be taking longer than usual, he'll be here soon." I began to get up to get some more cloths but as soon as I moved she grabbed my arm. "Don't leave me, please," she pleaded. I sat back down, "I won't leave you. I promise"

Soon was an understatement, hours passed and Buck and Clyde were still not back. It began to worry me but I tried not to show it, Bonnie was already going through enough she didn't need the stress. Her water broke soon after that and I knew this baby was coming. As her pains got stronger and more frequent the towel in her mouth didn't help anymore, and the pillows she would bury her face in didn't exactly muffle the screams. I would rub her back trying to comfort her in anyway that I could. "I don't know how much longer I can take this," she whimpered. I wiped away her tears, "I know, it'll be over soon." I sat with her, holding her hand and allowing her to grip it as hard as she needed, "Blanche, I'm scared," she looked up at me with wide eyes, "I know Bonnie. It's gonna be ok, I promise. It's gonna be ok."

The contractions were coming closer together and her screams became louder. So loud that I didn't even hear the car pull up in the driveway. I heard the door slam as the men came inside, "Bonnie," Clyde yelled from the door. "Cylde," Bonnie cried back. Within seconds he was in the room with her and Buck was standing in the bedroom doorway. The second he reached her she locked onto him, I moved from my position by her side to then end of the bed to prepare for the birth. "It's gonna be ok Sugar, Buck watch the door, make sure nobody finds us," Clyde said as he stroked Bonnie's hair, trying to keep her calm. "Alright Bonnie," I said to her, "Are you ready to meet your baby?"

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