A/N: Well poor Jamie. Here's the next Chapter. Hope you like it.

Ch. 13

No one saw Jamie around the caves for a couple of days. He finally started to come out and do his chores again after he had a talk with Melanie. I guess sometimes people need their real family. Things were getting back to normal. I woke up one day and suddenly I had this urge to set up the crib. I went to the kitchen to get some food first. The food had gotten so good recently. Even strange combinations tasted pleasing to me. Ian said that it didn't what I mixed; I gobbled it up so quickly I probably didn't even have a chance to taste it anyway. After breakfast I noticed Jamie sitting alone not bothering to eat what was on his plate.

"Jamie, are you okay?" I asked.

"Yeah. I was just wondering what Emily is doing at this moment," he confessed.

"You really liked her, huh?"

He stayed silent, but just picked at his eggs.

Jamie usually had an appetite that put mine to shame. He needed a distraction. "Hey Jamie, I could really use your help. Since it is your fault I'm in this petite body that is basically useless at the moment, could you help lift the crib box to my room so we could put it together?"

"Sure," he commented welcoming the diversion.

When we finished putting it together, I wanted to set up the playpen next.

"Wanda the baby isn't even here yet. Why are you even bothering? There won't be room in your room to move around," he pronounced.

"I don't know. I just want to do something. Hey, you want to play a round of soccer?" I asked excited.

"What? Wanda you can't play soccer. You're bigger sideways than tall. What's wrong with you?" he interrogated with anxiety.

"It's just I need to move around. I feel if I sit still, I'll miss something."

"I think you should see Doc," he recommended.

I practically broke out into a sprint, waddling over to the hospital wing. If Jamie wasn't holding onto me, I might have fallen over a couple of times.

"Doc, there is something wrong with Wanda. She wants to play soccer and was running," Jamie informed him.

"Really? Jamie I think you should go get Ian," Doc directed. I began to worry. Jamie left quickly.

"What's wrong with me?"

"Did you start preparing your room?" he asked not answering my question.

"Yeah, why?"

"You're nesting, Wanda. You feel like a burst of energy, right?"

"Nesting?" I mused. What do birds have to do with this?

"Your body is telling you the baby will be coming soon. It is one of the symptoms of oncoming labor. I think you should stick around," Doc explained.

"Oncoming labor! You mean the baby is really coming? But I feel fine. Isn't there supposed to be a lot of pain and something about 'water breaking,' whatever that is?" I started panicking. Where was Ian? This was all new to me. All I knew was the endless amount of stories people around here were full of. They all scared me. I didn't think I was ready for all that was about to happen.

"Don't worry Wanda. Freedom was born here, remember? There is lots of No Pain so you'll be pain free," he tried to comfort me. It wasn't working. I went to sit on the cot and Doc began preparing himself.

Ian came running in. "Jamie said Wanda was in here."

"Yeah. She's fine right now, but I think she will give birth within 24 hours. She's showing the first sign."

"Um, Doc," I said. "I think I just fig out what 'water breaking' means. I'm all wet."

"What1!" Ian yelled.

"Ow!" I screamed. There was a sudden shot of pain into my back. I never felt that much pain since I first came here and they stuffed me in the hole.

"It's starting. I'll get the No Pain. You'll be just fine Wanda," Doc said calmly. He went to grab the white container and took out the tissue-like medicine. He placed it on my extended tongue and gave me some water to drink. I waited shifting my body weight moving side-to-side, trying to move around the pain. Another shot of pain inflicted me. "Ow! It's not working!"

"Maybe you need a double dose. Pregnancy pain is second to none," Doc suggested. He placed another tissue on my tongue. The pain still wasn't leaving.

"Ow! Ow! Ow!"

"Help her doc," Ian called.

"Fine. Just breathe through the pain," he told me. He maneuvered my legs, so I was in a better position for giving birth.

I never understood why humans did it this way. By the size of the baby, and I had a good estimate of how big it was based on my belly size, how could it ever get out of a hole so small? Of course it would be painful.

Doc felt my stomach to see how far down the baby was. "Breathe like this." He did two quick breaths then blew out a long one. I mimicked him.

"It's not working!" I whined. "The pain is unbearable. How much longer?"

"You're at +4 station, Wanda. It's going to be a while," he stated.

"What!" I said breathless from the huffing.

After a few hours, I was still in extreme pain and still at +4 station. The baby hadn't moved at all. Ian kept asking for forgiveness and tried to comfort me as best as he could. Nothing he did seemed to relieve the pain. I kept tearing with every contraction. It seemed like there wasn't any break from the pain.

"Please Doc. Just put me to sleep. I can't take this anymore," I begged.

"I don't understand," he expressed to Ian. "The contractions are 2 minutes apart and she is dilated to 10 cm. She should be about to deliver. Something is wrong."

"Doc, you can't say stuff like that." He grabbed Doc by the collar. "You don't say something is wrong without having a solution. This is my Wanda here," Ian claimed with minute anger.

"I – I think we need to take her to a Healer," he stuttered. "I don't want to do a c-section with her not responding to the No Pain. Maybe the Healers have something that would work."

A/N: OMG! What do you think will happen next? Send me ideas, or at least your responses. I'll update as soon as I can.