"You were scared?! YOU were scared! How do you think it feels to have two humans growing inside of you when a father decides to up and leave, leaving everyone else confused and lost on what to do and how to move on; when the pregnant girl can't do a gad damn thing except wait until she gives birth to twins THAT AREN'T EVEN HER OWN!" I scream at Dan. Everyone in the terminal stops and stares. Did that pregnant woman just slap a security guard?
Yes, yes she did and justly so; though no one but Dan and I, who both knew that he had deserved it.
"I'm sorry." Dan mumbles, unable to look me in the eye.
"Damn straight you are! Now get me on the next flight to America or I'm going to-" A sharp pain shoot through my system like a bullet. It felt like my belly was having a charlie horse but I couldn't shake or stretch this one out.
"What's going on?" Dan asked, concern in his eyes as I double over and yell, using the desk to keep me standing. Then I felt liquid run down my legs like I had wet myself like a little kid which filled me with disgust as well as horror.
"No, not now, I've got a plane to catch." I told myself out loud and tried to walk away but another surge of pain shot through me and I slid to the floor. "YEAHHHHH!" I bellowed as confused travelers stood idling by, unsure what to do or what was going on.
"Jennifer, what's happening?" Dan asked as he tried to help me to my feet again.
"Just leave her there." The woman behind the desk ordered. "She's going into labor." She informed Dan as she dialed 999.
"No, no I'm fine, let me go to America, I'm sure I can-" I grunted in pain and tried to breath evenly but it was hard enough just sitting there without screaming that my breathes were coming in and out shallow and fast.
"Dan, tell her to calm down and to take slow, deep breathes." The woman behind the desk informed Dan before she began talking to the police. Dan looked frightened as he stared at me at a lost for what to do in this situation.
"Um. Uh, breath in... and out..." He said, more calmly than he looked. I followed along best I could but the pain surges were only getting worse.
"Great, thank you." The woman said into the phone before hanging up.
"When will they be here, Janice?" Dan asked, while still breathing evenly like I was attempting.
"In fifteen to twenty minutes, not including traffic." Janice told us with an apologetic look on her face.
"Dan, I can't wait that long." I told him still breathing.
"And you won't have to." Dan replied, jumping up and bringing a golf cart up right next to me. "Let's just get you in here." He grunted, raising me to my feet and into the side seat of the cart. He hopped in and drove off with cart lights a flaring. "OUT OF THE WAY!" He yelled at the crowd as he honked the horn and raced to the door. "This woman is having my babies, out of the way!" He kept saying while I kept a steady, even breathing going as we whizzed through the terminals of London City Airport.