Place: The Delivery Room
Lucas' p.o.v
Quietly, I resume my position at Peyton's bedside. I don't want to disturb Peyton from sleeping. She
deserves a break after pushing for a long time. I kiss both her forehead and stomach. I send up
a little prayer to heaven. I prepare myself mentally and emotionally for whatever may happen
next. Peyton is jolted awake by an uncontrollable urge to push.