A/N: I have been gone. I'm sorry. I am trying to get these stories back up. Hopefully, I will be able to find a schedule to update. Love you guys. Enjoy!
(Timeskip to when she's at 9 months)
Tris P.O.V
I wake up to the smell of pancakes, bacon and coffee. I groan, knowing that I'm going to have to drink orange juice, because I can't have coffee. I get up, put on a big maternity shirt then pad downstairs into the kitchen. Right as I walk through the threshold of the kitchen, I see my amazing looking husband, standing in front of the stove, flipping pancakes. wearing only a pair of pajama pants that sit low on his waist. I silently walk up behind him and attempt to wrap my arms around his waist, my big 9 months stomach blocking me. He turns around, putting the spatula down and wrapping his arms around me.
"Hey, my love. How you feeling?" He asks, leading me towards the table to sit down.
"I feel pregnant. And hungry. I feel pregnant and hungry." I say, my mood suddenly changing. Fucking pregnancy.
"Well, I can't help with the pregnant part but I can feed you until you are content." He says, walking to get plates.
"And that is why I love you." I say, shifting in my chair.
"You only love me for my food. I knew it." He says, placing our plates on the table.
"Don't be silly. I love you for you. Food is just a bonus." I say, as he sits down.
We sit and eat, talking about all the things that will happen when the baby arrives and how we will deal with the press. As we finish I get up to start clearing the table. As I walk to the sink I suddenly feel a wetness running down my legs.
"Tobias! My water broke!" I yell. He runs over and picks me up. He runs into the living room and sets me on the couch, grabs the bag we had prepared with my things, then picks me up and runs out onto the driveway and puts me in the car. He starts it and drives away driving fast but carefully. I focus on breathing and counting the time between my contractions. We get to the hospital and he rushes me inside.
"Help, my wife is going into labor!" He shouts.
A nurse runs over with a wheelchair, while others fret over me, paging labor and delivery, telling them to get a bed ready. They push me into an elevator, all the while asking me questions about my contractions, if I'm feeling any unusual pain, things like that. We go into the delivery room and they start to prep me for delivery. The whole time, Tobias is at my side.
"Okay , you're going to have to start pushing now." Says the midwife, standing between my legs. I'm slightly suspicious of her, as she has been eyeing Tobias since we got here but, I just attribute that to us being famous (And Tobias' good looks).I follow her directions and start to push. Tobias is on my left side holding my hand. As I start to push I regret not taking the epidural. Ugg this is gonna take a while.
I spend the next few hours pushing and resting. It seems that actual labor has not started yet. It was false labor pains. Finally I start to feel the labor pain again and I know that this time the baby is really gonna come. I push the button to call the midwife and she comes running in with the doctor at her side. Thankfully, the other midwife was done working for the day and "just had to go" so I got a new, much nicer one. She puts my feet into the stirrups and probes around down there to make sure everything is okay. It feels weird know that it's usually Tobias' fingers down there for different reasons. I slightly smile to myself before feeling another pang of pain and actually remember where I am. I focus on trying to get this baby out of me safely.
"Okay, miss. You're fully dilated and I'm going to need you to start pushing. Now!" The midwife says.
I follow her instructions and start to push. The pain is immense but I just grit my teeth and push when she tells me too. Tobias is by my side the whole time holding my hand is his and whispering sweet nothings into my ear. I start to feel very weak and tired and just want to sleep.
"Tobias, I want to sleep." I say, my eyelids starting to droop.
"You can't right now Tris. The baby's head is almost out then they'll be able to pull him or her out. Just a little longer." He says, rubbing circles on my hand.
"Okay , just one more push, I can see the baby's head now." I hear the midwife say, but everything sound distant. Soon my eyes start to droop even more and I faintly hear a loud beeping and a doctor yelling before everything goes black.
A/N: Bam! How do you guys like that cliffhanger? Sorry that this chapter is so short but it had to be in order to get the full effect of the cliffhanger. I'm starting back up my two stories. I hope to be updating on the weekends cause it is impossible for me to update during the week. Once I finish one of them, I have an idea for another story which I will start writing. I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter. Please review, it motivates me to write and update. Love you guys, byeeeee! (Ps. Check out my other story)
