Chapter 21 : Everything Changes
The men quickly got Lilly undressed and into a bed that had been fitted with stirrups. Carson covered her body with a sheet and a blanket then got between her legs to check her progress. Negan paced up and down the side of her bed...unhappy seeing Carson seeing that much of his wife. Lilly caught this and backhanded his arm.
"Stop that. He's a doctor you know," she told him, sweat dripping down the sides of her face. Negan walked over to her and dabbed her face with a napkin he had on him. Smiling she leaned over to kissed his lips, "Thank you."
"You gettin them contractions?" he asked.
"Oh yeah," she frowned.
"I thought women screamed and cursed their husbands while that shit was happening."
"Well, seeing that we don't have any drugs, I'm really trying to save all my screaming energy for when its really hurtin'."
Negan chuckled and kissed her forehead, "My tough girlie," he grumbled against her forehead.
Carson stood up and changed his gloves into a fresh pair, "You're already 4 centimeters along Lilly, you're doing great so far. So, only ice chips from here on out and when you feel a contraction, breathe thru it. This could take hours so relax," he told her warmly then moved away to check other things.
Negan plopped down into his chair next to her bed, "Oh good. More waiting," he pouted.
"Why don't you head out and do something babe? Go eat dinner, do some work...something. I'm fine and I'm sure if anything exciting happens Carson or Simon will come get you," she told him.
Negan gripped her hand and held it warmly, "If you think I'm going to skirt the fuck outta here while and let you do all the work by yourself...well, you're really fuckin wrong there girlie," he told her with a small smile.
She smiled to him thankfully and squeezed his hand back. "Then let's settle in for the long-run," she mused, laying back in the bed.
He made himself comfortable in the chair, still holding her hand and soon both of them were napping. 6 hours passed, contractions came and went and Lilly took them like a champ. Tho, Negan had the fuck squeezed out of hand during the contractions...to the point where he was the only one yelling. She was squeezing his hand so hard he was nearly kneeling on the floor besides her bed in pain.
"Lilly! Let the fuck go! Fuck that hurts!" he begged her.
"Im pushing out a football and you're whining?" she asked thru clenched teeth.
"If you break the bones in my middle finger I'm gonna be real fuckin upset," he groaned painfully as she finally let up for a moment.
Carson checked on her progress, "We're almost there, you'll be crowning soon. Prepare for that," he told her.
Negan heard this and shoved his hands in his pockets.
She caught sight of that and chuckled, "weak-ass bitch."
Before Negan could retort she let out a wail of pain and fell back onto the bed, gripping the bars tightly.
"Here he comes, Negan! Get over here!" Carson yelled out.
Wide eyed, Negan rushed over and Carson put a soft little blanket across his arms, he stood there frozen, watching as Carson assisted his wife in birthing their child. What looked to be a bubble, according to Negan's eyes, started to get squeezed out of her...only to realize it was the head of their child. Lilly bore down and growled out another push, her back suddenly arching upwards as their child's head was pushed out and Carson was able to pull him out...and place him right onto the blanket Negan had in his arms. Lilly fell back onto the bed, panting heavily, sweat dripping from her face, eyes closed.
Everything was quiet, a worrying quiet, Negan froze and just watched as Carson cleaned off his newborn son with a towel.
Suddenly...the newborn let out a wail...and the new mother and father breathed a sigh of relief.
Snapping back into reality, Negan cradled his son warmly as Carson cut the cord and did some quick measurements.
"7lbs 4oz and 18 inches long. Perfect size, perfectly healthy mom and dad...congratulations," Carson said warmly to the new family.