(A/N: Happy New Year!)
"How is she?" Hunter asked worriedly.
"Has it come yet?" Ciaran asked, also obviously concerned.
Bree nodded, "Morgan's fine, the labor only started recently."
Hunter eyes left Morgan for a second to regard Cal, who was currently cleaning the windows. Robbie followed his gaze, "Yeah, he's been like that for awhile. We thought it best to leave him alone."
Hunter nodded and walked over to Morgan. Kneeling he placed his hand on her forehead, brushing away the condensation that had formed, "How are you doing?"
Morgan's eyes looked to his, "Damn baby left me to deal with the hard part."
Hunter smiled, "It is occupied with other things, too, just now."
"Isn't there some kind of spell to make this easier, and I don't know, less painful?!" Morgan screeched.
Liam looked over from the base of the couch, "I already told you, Morgan. The baby has a magical shield around it. It's not going to let anything get through."
"Then give me some of the old fashioned sedatives," Morgan replied.
"You know we can't get those. And it's not a good idea to have you less than completely aware," Liam reminded her.
"Well, I hope you're happy. Because I am completely aware of the pain," Morgan glared.
Ciaran came to stand behind Hunter, "Has she been like this for long?"
"Spiteful and vicious?" Liam asked.
Ciaran chuckled while Morgan scowled, "I meant nearly fully dilated."
"Don't know what you mean, but sure," Liam replied.
"I thought you were going to channel," Ciaran said.
"I did, and I will again," Liam replied. "It's just very tiring and I was afraid if I didn't take a break I wouldn't be able to sustain it when it really counted."
"That is probably advisable," Ciaran nodded. "Why don't you lie down for a bit. We can call you when birth is imminent."
Liam nodded gratefully and collapsed onto the other couch.