Everything Has A Consequence. No Pain, No Gain

MichaelNeela, Think 1 month after the wedding.

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Chapter 11 End of the Tunnel

Neela awoke suddenly. She was sweating and the covers around her were soaked. She laid there for a moment, until realization dawned and she began to shake Michael very fiercely and squirm around. Michael was unresponsive as she first began to shake him, but then he stirred and grunted.

"Michael, Michael wake up!" Neela shook him harder and winced, holding her hand to her stomach, which had begun to ache with contractions every 10 minutes. Her face turned serious, they needed to leave now! Michael sat up and studied her, confused.

"What? What is it?"

Neela shook him again, "Come on, my water broke!"

Michael stretched and his voice was raspy and tired, "How fast are your contractions?"

Neela slapped him playfully, "Come on, they're every 10 minutes!"

At that, Michael was up and at the dresser. He threw a shirt on and jogged back to the bed and pulled Neela up. "Here, come on."

Neela dragged herself out to the car and laid down in the back. Mike checked to see if she was comfortable and started up the car.

"Wait, call County!" Neela gasped and settled her hands over her stomach. She cringed and curled up as a contraction began and finally faded. Mike had Frank on the phone, and just as Neela screamed in pain, Frank held out the phone for the Admit to here. Everyone laughed as Frank explained that Michael was brining Neela in to deliver, obviously.

Abby smiled, "Here we go…" She went to prep Trauma 2 with Luka tagging along. Very pregnant herself, Abby figured this would be interesting. She chuckled to herself as she left the Trauma room and went to wait with Luka in the Ambulance Bay. After a minute the Gallant car screeched into the bay and Abby jogged over, Luka following with the gurney. Abby smiled and popped her head into the back of the car.

"Hey, I bet you'll be glad when this is over!" she said, reaching in and helping Neela get out and get on the gurney. Neela took a deep breath as Abby and Luka wheeled her away and Mike went to park the car.

Morris watched, amused as Neela was rolled in. "Does that hurt?"

Neela grunted, "Go to hell Morris!"

Abby raised her eyebrows at him and smiled and Luka did the same. Neela was glad she wouldn't be delivering under Morris, what a nightmare that would be. The contractions were coming faster now, and it seemed to take forever to wheel her into the trauma room. She knew she would be safe there though, and besides if anything were to go wrong surgery would be standing by.