Scene: Hospital Delivery Room

Situation: Peyton has been pushing for several hours and yet hasn't made any progress

Doctor: The baby is stubborn. We are going to put you into a different position. Gravity will pull the baby down.

Peyton: What kind of different position?!

Doctor: You can squat on the floor and allow gravity to take control

Peyton (inbetweeen contractions): The contractions are starting up again

Lucas (helps Peyton out of the bed): I got you, sweetheart

(Peyton squats on the floor and begins pushing. Everyone cheers her on. Unfortunately, gravity lacks control.)

A nurse (offers Peyton a birthing ball): You can sit on this

Peyton (exhausted): This baby will be the death of me

Lucas (helps Peyton onto the ball): You should envision holding the baby in your arms

Peyton (holding Lucas, she rocks back and forth on the ball): Jesus, help me please. I am broken and yet blessed.

Lucas (emotional, he strokes Peyton's hair): Your suffering will be over soon

Peyton (feeling pressure down below, she yells): Help!

(The doctor and nurse rush to Peyton's aid. Once again, Peyton tries to bring Lucky into the world. Her tears and loud screams break Lucas' heart.)

Peyton(resting in the bed, she screams from contractions): AHA..AHA..AHA

Lucas(squeezing Peyton's hand): You can do this, Peyton. I have faith in you.

Peyton(still screaming, she grabs hold of Lucas): AHA..AHA..AHA

Lucas(holding Peyton very tightly): I am here, Peyton. You can lean on me.

Obgyn(to Peyton): Peyton, you need to push very hard. The baby needs to come out of you.

Peyton(hyperventilating, she complains): I can't breathe..

Nurse(putting a breathing mask on Peyton): Hopefully, this breathing mask will help you to breathe better.

Peyton: Thanks

Nurse: You are welcome

Obgyn: Peyton, how are you feeling right now?

Peyton: I am having another contraction. I need to push again.

Obgyn(preparing to catch the baby): Ok

Peyton(giving into her pain, she screams): AHA..AHA..AHA

Lucas(overcome with emotion, he places a kiss upon Peyton's forehead): I love you, Peyton

Peyton(becoming tired, she stops pushing): I am tired. I need to rest for a while.

Obgyn: Peyton, I give you permission to rest for a while

Peyton(preparing herself to take a nap): Thanks

Lucas(walking out of the delivery room): I'll be back