Once at Edward's I didn't even knock on the door, but walked right into the entryway.
"Will what is going on?" Edward asked meeting me in the hall.
"She's having contractions." I answered shortly.
"Oh bloody hell." Edward replied, his eyes widening. "Take her into the spare room down the hall."
I took Mary into the spare room and laid her on the bed. She whimpered in pain.
"Strip her down Will." Said Edward walking into the room.
After I had finished stripping Mary down to her underclothes, Edward called me out into the hall.
"We have a complex situation here."
"Well obviously!" I replied shakily.
"Papa what are you doing? Where is Mama?" Asked Brielle stepping out into the hall.
"Brielle go back down the hall." I said curtly. "And don't bother trying to argue with me."
Brielle glared at me and walked haughtily down the hall.
"Alright, back to the subject.." Said Edward after Brielle left.
"She's not far enough along, Edward. Only six and a half months is all."
"I know. Her contractions must be stopped. If she gives birth now, the baby won't survive."
I nodded wordlessly.
"Look Will, this is not going to be easy in the slightest bit. I know how you both feel about being separated from eachother in these situations, but I'm going to strongly advise that you stay out of the room this time. It will be easier for me to work if you're not there."
"As you wish…"
Edward nodded and stepped back into the spare room, leaving me alone in the hall.
