Prompt 20 - Don't Cry.
Daisy held onto the dash of the SUV as Melinda sped down the backroad away from the farm driveway. It was only a twenty-minute drive to the hospital once they got on the main road and apparently Melinda wanted to break all speed records getting there. Daisy had another contraction while walking to the car that had only been a little more than six minutes since the previous one. Six minutes and five seconds, Melinda had said while she threw Daisy's bag in the back of the SUV, and then belted Daisy in. She had run to the driver's side and tore out of the driveway.
Melinda glanced over at Daisy. "You think you being inhuman is going to make anything different about delivery? Did Jemma even mention it. You've only had 4 contractions, right. Or did you have some before?"
"I don't know. I have those Braxton-Hicks ones sometimes. And she was really kicking all day since before we ate lunch. You think I've been in labor all day? And didn't know it?"
"I don't know. It's possible, I guess. They'll know more at the hospital. I guess it depends on how much you are dilated."
"I'm inhuman."
"Yeah. I know that."
"What if I hurt her? What if I trigger my powers and hurt her? I could break her bones...I could..."
The pure panic on Daisy's face made Melinda want to kick herself. Why did she mention Daisy being inhuman?" "Hey, hey come on. You won't do that. You have full control now."
Daisy started crying. "I could hurt her. Oh my god, I'm such an idiot. Why did I let this happen? How could I let myself get pregnant? She's gonna be inhuman."
"Daisy stop it. Now. I'm ordering you to stop. Just focus on breathing. You don't want to get over emotional."
"Too late." Daisy's face was crestfallen with tears falling and her voice shaking. "Oh and now I'm having ..." She grabbed and gripped her sweatpants into her fists and grimaced.
Melinda grabbed her phone to time the contraction. Getting to the intersection, she stopped and seeing no cars, peeled out onto the main road into the nearest town.
The pain let up and Daisy sighed. She looked at Melinda and grabbed her phone. "Five minutes and ten seconds." Daisy's near panic was growing. "I can't do this. I can't have a baby Melinda. What was I thinking?"
"Calm down Daisy. Now take a few deep breaths. You most certainly can do this. It's likely you may have been in labor most of the day, mistaken real contractions for Braxton-Hicks contractions. But you are still not less than five minutes apart with them, and they are painful, but you managed the pain while sitting. If you were real close, you probably couldn't do that. We are less than twenty minutes away from the hospital. You'll be fine. Your daughter will be fine. Jemma and your doctor have been monitoring this and if there was an issue because of you being inhuman, they'd have told you."
Daisy wiped her face. "I just want Robbie to be here. I want her to start off with two parents."
Melinda smiled. "She will. She will have a huge family who will spoil her rotten."
Just then the song 'Crocodile Rock' started playing. It was Melinda's phone. Daisy answered it after Melinda nodded to her.
"Robbie? ...how did you...yeah...you have...my phone didn't ring. I don't know I have it..." She looked at Melinda. "I must have forgot it back in the bathroom when I changed. ...yeah my water broke. Yeah on the way now...how did you...she did? ...Threatened everyone huh?... yeah good old Piper. You are? That's great...yeah about fifteen minutes ...oh oh...owe...hold ooo...geez..." Daisy let the phone fall to the seat as she arched her back. She flung off the seat belt and turned a bit to the side her face scrunching in pain.
Melinda picked up her phone. "She's having a contraction Robbie... She's okay... Both you and Phil are on your way back...good...how long...I can't promise that Robbie... She'll be fine...Of course I won't leave her side...yeah okay... yeah...I know, yeah... the signal is ...Robbie? Robbie?"
Melinda dropped the phone and glanced over at Daisy. She was sitting back again trying the settle her breathing.
"How long will it take for them to get here?"
"About ten hours."
"I think that one was under five minutes. He's not gonna make it, is he?"
"You don't know that. Maybe you'll have a long, drawn out labor."
Daisy gave her a dirty look.
"Yeah sorry. I don't know what to say Daisy. I'm sorry."
"So you threatened everyone huh?"
"Maybe."
"Robbie said Piper and Davis and YoYo were terrified. He said even Mack was a bit scared. He said your mamabear came shining through."
Melinda just shrugged. "I figured the others could and better finish the mission, Piper could fly Robbie back and then go pick the others up. I might have said that's what needs to happen ASAP or I would get even somehow. I implied how unhappy I would be if it didn't happen."
"Thanks Mama."
Melinda smiled.
Three hours later and Daisy was in a delivery room. Melinda was with her, as was Jemma and Doctor Crane. Doctor Crane was checking her currently.
"Still at seven centimeters dilation Daisy. Are you feeling pressure with the contractions?"
Daisy nodded. "Yeah."
"But no pain since the epidural right?"
"Right. More like an achiness. It that normal?"
"It is. As you progress and your cervix dilates more, and the contractions become stronger and more frequently you will feel a need to push. Don't. No until I say to, okay?"
"I feel like a wuss for asking right away for an epidural."
"Don't. Seventy percent of women opt for epidurals. In your case, with your powers potentially becoming out of control, it was the best decision. That you were concerned about it, meant you were unsure. Now you are sure. Everything looks good. I'll be back in an hour, unless things progress quicker."
"No way I can keep her in there till Robbie gets here huh?"
"I'm sorry. We usually can't stop them once they decide they want out."
"Demanding already huh?"
Doctor Crane laughed. "Oh yeah."
Daisy looked over at Melinda as the doctor left the room. "At least you're here with me. You too Jem."
"I can't think of anywhere else I'd rather be." Jemma smiled as she wiped Daisy's brow with a damp washcloth.
Melinda patted her shoulder. "Have you and Robbie decided on a name yet."
"Maybe."
"So tell me."
Daisy shook her head. "I want Robbie and Phil to be here."
Melinda glared at her which only made Daisy laugh.
The crib was flush against Daisy's bed as she dozed. Jemma was in the room sitting over by a table and typing on the computer. She knew Gabe and Fitz were out in the waiting area. Melinda was sitting on a chair holding onto Daisy's hand while she slept. Daisy looked over at the perfect little being next to her. She was amazing. She'd come out screaming her head off. Melinda had cracked the joke she was just like Daisy. She'd given birth to her daughter only three hours ago. They'd cleaned them both up, weighed and measured the baby, and wheeled them into this rom. in this room.
Daisy had held her until about a half hour ago when the nurse had brought in the crib and put her in it telling Daisy to get some sleep. Her daughter had not woken up and neither had Melinda. Melinda had stayed with her of course, holding her hand, encouraging her throughout the birth. Of course, she had wanted Robbie but was glad she at least had her mom. The woman Who had stuck with her through everything, always helping her, always protecting her. She was the only mother Daisy had ever had. It was nearly three am if the clock on the wall had the right time. She shuffled and sat up a little trying to reach Melinda's phone, which of course woke up Melinda.
"What's wrong. Are you okay?" Melinda whispered.
"Yeah. Wanted to check the time. And messages."
Melinda picked up the phone and checked. "Three- ten. No messages. They are probably still in the air. He'll be here soon." She smiled reassuringly at Daisy as she stroked her hair.
"Yeah. Thanks for being here mama. For always staying by me side."
Melinda leaned down and kissed Daisy on her forehead. "I love you baby."
"She's the baby." Daisy looked over at her daughter. I just hope I don't screw her up, you know."
"Not a chance. You'll do fine."
Daisy watched as her daughter's face scrunched up and she let out a small cry.
Jemma looked over and got up and walked over to the baby. Picking her up she cooed at her and smiled.
"Help me sit up more mom, so I can hold her again."
Melinda fluffed pillows and helped Daisy pull herself up more. Jemma put the baby in Daisy's arms. She simply stared at her as her daughter stared back, apparently now content to just be held.
"Are you up for visitors Daisy? Fitz and Gabe would like to see her."
"Yeah sure. I can't believe they both waited out there this whole time."
"I can. Your family Daisy." She turned and walked out of the room.
Daisy looked over at Melinda. "You know we actually did decide on a name a long time ago. I picked it and Robbie was good with my decision. I wanted to wait to tell you and Phil together, with Robbie here, but I can't wait anymore."
Melinda ran her finger over the baby's cheek looking at Daisy expectantly. "So what is it?"
"Her full name is going to be Melinda Phillippa Reyes. But I'm gonna call her Mellie."
Melinda felt her throat tighten and her eyes fill with tears. Then she was full on crying.
"Don't cry. I mean geez Melinda you're worse than Mellie here. You're such a sap. A fluffy muffin. A warm fuzzy..."
"Oh shut up Daisy and let me hold my granddaughter."