Thus far it had been a relatively quiet shift. Squad and ambo had just made it back to the house after a call of a boy getting his head stuck in a railing. They had gotten the boy out in no-time; allowing them all to be back to the house right before dinner time.

As they walked in, they were surprised by the sight of Boden behind the stove.

"Hey, Chief! Since when do you cook?" Severide joked.

"I'm just showing all of you how real cooking should be done" the Chief chimed back. "But on a more serious note, lieutenant: you have a visitor in your office. I suggest you go there."

It seemed very strange to have a visitor at this hour, especially since it was a Saturday. Any work related visitor usually only come during work hours.

Walking up to his office, he was getting increasingly confused about his surprise guest. His office was just as he had left it before. The lights were out and his door was closed.

But, as he opened the door, his questions were soon answered and he did not mind at all what he saw. There she was lying in his bed with her back towards the door and her hand protectively over her now very pregnant belly.

He slowly sat down on the bed and stroked some of her hair behind her ear. "Stella, hey" he said softly.

"Hmmm, hey" She replied; her voice laden with sleep.

"Not that I'm complaining, but why are you here?".

"I couldn't sleep. The baby was keeping me up again."

He laughed. "And here, I was thinking that you were just missing me." He said as he laid down beside her and put his arm over her abdomen.

"Ha, yeah that happens when you got such an ego like you".

"Hey, watch out or I'll make that baby of ours have the biggest ego there is." He joked back, earning him a laugh from her.

Her laughter soon stopped though. She tensed up, gripped his hand, and started to squeeze it tightly.

"Are you okay, Stella?"

"Yeah, I think its just Braxton-Hicks contractions again"

Kelly had read up about this type of "false labor" after the last time that it happened, but the pain she was having now seemed worrisome to him.

"Let me get Brett to check on you." He said to her. "Just to be sure."

"No, it's fine. It will pass."

"Do it for me, please?"

"Okay, fine. But, don't make a big fuss about it, okay? Don't need the whole house to know."

"Of course!" He said as he placed a kiss on top of her head.

He rushed to the common area where everybody was enjoying the feast that Boden had prepared. He didn't bother to walk all the way over to the paramedic on the other side of the room. If Stella was in pain, he needed it to be resolved right away.

"Brett, I need you" Although now the whole house knew that something was up, he didn't care. She will forgive him later.

Hearing the worry in his voice, Brett soon followed the lieutenant to his office.

"What is wrong" she asked.

"It's Stella. I think she is having contractions."

"Hey, Stella. Can you tell me what is going on?"

"It just Braxton-Hicks. I'm fine."

"For how long have you had contractions now?"

"Like an hour" "Maybe more"

"Okay, Do you feel any pain?"

"Yeah. Mostly my lower abdomen, but also a bit in my back." she answered her. "But I think that is just because I have not been sleeping well."

"And have you started timing your contractions yet?"

"No, not really, but they haven't been that regular."

"Okay, let me just check your cervix."

"No, Brett, it's fine. I'm 36 weeks. It's just Braxton-hicks. I'm not in Labor."

"Stella, you know very well that it could be a possibility."

"I...No..." Stella said looking panic-stricken towards Kelly who had been standing right beside her the whole time.

"It's okay, Stella. Let her do it." He said reassuringly.

It didn't take the paramedic long to see what was going on.

"Okay, Stella. I'm getting you to the hospital, honey. You are in labor." She said. "I'm getting Foster and then we will load you onto the ambulance".