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Chapter 36
Wilde

Four months later…

"Mama, mama, mama! Aunt Tavia's on the phone!" Willow barreled into the kitchen and thrust the phone into her mother's hand, a wild look in her eyes. Lexa lifted an eyebrow and took the phone before an audible groan could be heard on the other end.

"O?" Lexa asked into the speaker, glancing at Willow who was drumming her fingers worriedly.

"Lex, the baby is coming. The baby is coming and Linc is in the gym! He won't pick up the phone!" Octavia sobbed from her end, the pain evident in her tone.

"Crap!" Lexa yelled, jumping up and spooking Willow in the process. Clarke had taken Indie and Finlay out to the park with some of the other kids in the neighbourhood, Jude and Sophie were at the highschool, busy signing up for after school activities for the new school year, and Rowen was at swimming. Willow had a headache so she opted out of going to track that day, but Lexa had a strong feeling it had something to do with the new additions to her team.

"Is Aunt Tavia okay?" Willow asked, her panic matching her mother's as they hurried up the stairs.

"Will, go get your shoes on, we have to go take Aunt Tavia to the hospital. O, sweetie, breathe. I know it hurts. It's almost done, deep breath," Lexa said, running to grab her car keys as well as Willow's new phone which she knew was charging in the girls room.

Soon the mother and daughter were in the car, Lexa having put her sister on speaker so they could speak.

"Will, call mom and tell her what's wrong," The brunette said, listening to her sister breathe on the other line. "I'm going to kill Linc."

"Get in line, sis," Octavia said, her voice pained but a laugh coming through.

"We'll be there in ten minutes, O. Just keep breathing and tell me when the next contraction hits so I know how far apart they are."

"What if they're too close?"

"Then you call 911, dummy. Now breathe. I know you're holding your breath," Lexa said, laughing slightly when there was a release of air on the other line.

Willow groaned from her seat suddenly, slamming a hand on the leather of her seat as she re-dialed her mom.

"Mom won't pick up!" She said, pressing her cell to her ear.

"That's fine, just text her. If anything she'll call me when she sees we're not home. It's okay, Will. Thank you for trying," Lexa said, knowing that her kid was getting frustrated.

"Lex, it's starting again," Octavia said with a whimper, Lexa glancing at the clock on the dashboard.

"Okay they're seven minutes apart. I'm pulling up right now. Is the door unlocked?"

"Yeah," Octavia choked out, a sob escaping her as the phone was removed from speaker and brought back to Lexa's ear.

"I'm coming for you, it's okay," The brunette ran into the house, hanging up her call and shoving the phone into her back pocket. She found Octavia in her bedroom, the woman on the bed with her arms wrapped around her waist. She was in visible pain and that broke Lexa's heart.

"I got you," The brunette said, taking her sister into her arms as she allowed the pain to run its course.

"It hurts, Lex," Octavia choked out, shaking her head against Lexa's chest.

"I know. I had three of these suckers, remember?" The earned a chuckle. "You are going to be okay, O. It'll pass," And sure enough the pain passed, allowing Lexa to walk the woman down the stairs and to the car where she was promptly placed into the backseat.

"Hi, Aunt Tavia," Willow said, looking to her aunt in the back.

"Hi, baby. Sorry if I freaked you out over the phone. This shit hurts," The brunette said, earning a disapproving glare from Lexa before the door was shut.

"Mama, I tried calling Uncle Linc but he still won't pick up so I called the gym."

"She's smarter than the rest of the world, I swear," Octavia said from the back, realizing she should have done that herself.

"Anyways, Uncle Linc almost passed out but he said he'd meet us at the hospital," The petit girl said, glancing at her phone to make sure her mom didn't call. "And mom still hasn't looked at her phone."

"She is trying to make sure that your sister doesn't eat cat poop sand, so she's excused," Lexa said with a shrug, making the proper turn to the hospital.

"Wait there's poop in those sand boxes?" Octavia asks from the back.

"Yup. A ton of it," The brunette responded.

"That's horrible. You let your kids play in that?"

"Builds their immune system," Lexa said, chuckling to herself.

"I can't believe I'm not dead," Willow said, looking back to her aunt, who shook her head and sighed.

"I'm not taking parenting advice from either you or Clarke, fyi."

"Shush, you'll be in pain in less than a minute," Lexa said, feeling less terrible for the small torture.

"Fuck you," Octavia groaned, her contraction coming in full swing.

"Language," Both Willow and Lexa said.

"Shu-t u-p," Octavia said, reaching forward and taking Willow's hand.

"Ow, Aunt Tavia not so hard!" Willow said, withering from the death grip.

"I have a human forcing it's way out of me. You don't know pain, kid," Octavia bit back, throwing her head back lightly as she shut her eyes.

"At least you don't need your hands to run," Lexa said, earning an eye roll from Willow. "Such a teenager."

"Sorry, my hand is currently being broken to little bits."

"Sorry, but I'm currently in labour so you know, I win!" Octavia cried out, earning slight chuckles, which were quickly smothered by both people at the front. Soon enough they arrived at the hospital where Octavia was assisted onto a wheelchair and whisked into a room. Lexa and Willow were forced to follow, primarily because the girl was still in her aunt's death grip.

"A man will be coming in soon. His name is Lincoln, he's her husband," Lexa explained to a nurse once they went into a room.

"I will be sure to send him here when he arrives," She responded, smiling kindly before she slipped away and allowed her other two colleagues to set Octavia up on the bed.

"May I have my hand back?" Willow asked unsurely, trying to move her fingers.

"No," Octavia responded, shaking her head as she loosened her grip slightly. Willow sighed with the sudden rush of blood in her fingers.

"I'm never having a baby," Willow informed Lexa as a brand new contraction hit her aunt and sent her hand into a crimpling grip again.

"Okay, give me her hand. Go and keep a look out for your uncle," Lexa said, moving to relieve her kid of the pain. Soon enough it was her hand that was being crushed.

Lincoln arrived when the contractions came four minutes apart, taking Lexa's place as he stroked his wife's sweaty hair and placed a kiss on her cheeks.

"So a baby?" Octavia asked as her pain passed.

"A baby. This is it, O," Lincoln said, placing another kiss to Octavia's forehead.

~.~.~

"How's she doing?" Clarke asked as Lexa stepped out from the room where a scream came loud and clear just seconds before.

"Almost there. She has another centimeter to go," Lexa said, puffing out a breath at the sight of Willow stretched out on the chairs with her head on Clarke's lap. She seemed slightly pale but the lighting could have easily been the cause of that. "How is she?"

"Just tired. Her headache got a little worse from the hospital lights," Clarke said with a shrug, peering down to double check that her kid was conked out before she slid out from her spot and approached her wife. "Are you okay?"

Lexa moved from foot to foot slightly, biting her lower lip before shaking her head. "I don't like seeing her in pain. She just seems-" Another scream followed by a sob came from the closed door. Lexa flinched.

"I know this is hard, Lex. Just keep taking breaks," Clarke said, remembering the number of times her wife needed to leave the room when she was in labour. Thankfully Lincoln and Octavia stuck around to help her while Lexa composed herself. The woman was never good with watching people suffer.

"You know, I've managed to push it aside these four months, but watching O now I can't seem to shake the thought of you having to go through this again," The brunette admitted, earning a small chuckle from Clarke.

"No way. Don't think about it, okay? You know as well as I do that the pain compares little to what you receive in return," Clarke said, moving Lexa's hands to cover her six-month stomach. Lexa smiled lightly at the contact.

"I can't wait to meet our baby," Lexa said, leaning forward to kiss Clarke, caressing her stomach once more before moving back to the room where Octavia was now calming down.

"Is the baby here?" Willow asked groggily as Clarke sat down again and returned to her rhythmic stroking of the kid's hair.

"Not yet, go back to sleep," The blonde said, seeing the slight look of pain from the still existent headache.

"Okay," Willow said, moving slightly to place her head on her mom's lap once again.

Screams echoed through the hallway as Octavia neared the end of her labour.

~.~.~

"We have to be super quiet because Octavia is resting, but I want you all to meet your cousin," Lincoln led his four nieces and two nephews into the room, glancing to the bed where Octavia slept and Lexa watched over the bassinet.

Clarke carried Indie who was proudly staying quiet like a big girl would, and Finlay rode on Jude's back, pushing up slightly to get a better look at the baby.

"What's the name?" Sophie asked, feeling tears well in her eyes as she took in the sight of her baby cousin. He had gorgeous cheeks and long tufts of dark curls. His skin tone landed between both his parents and his eyes had yet to open to reveal the dark blue that all babies have at birth.

"Wilde," Lincoln stated proudly, placing a hand on his son's head. "Wilde Aaron Elwood."

YAY THE BABY IS HERE! Now all we have is Clarke and Lexa's little one. Any idea on what it should be? I still don't know what would be the best idea.

Anways, I hope you enjoyed this chapter.

I START SCHOOL TOMORROW! NOOOOOOOOO. Maybe if I had a girlfriend this would be easier (I don't know, it's easier when you have someone who loves you through the bad stuff).

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-Valentina