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Chapter Fifteen
"She is going into labor! I need the medical staff quickly!"
Cohra didn't stop as he got onto the ship with his daughter in tow while his wife was experiencing numerous contractions one right after another. Marion was in labor and she was going to have his child at any moment. He found yautja soldiers on hand run him down a hallway to where there was an operation room that she would be able to give birth there. His eyes watched the doors open before he looked to Mariah and spoke to her in Spanish, softly.
"I need you to stay out here, Mariah." He said. "I'll be back soon with mama." His eyes watched her give the answer in the form of a nod of her head. He shifted his gaze to where a female yautja solder was to see her standing with her as she spoke to him in their language.
"Don't worry, Cohra." She said. "I will watch over the little girl."
Cohra gave a quick nod to her before hurrying over to where a bed was nestled with the surgeons already ready. He guided Marion down onto the bed for her to rest on her back. As he stayed at her side, he watched those that were present to ease her feet up into stirrups in the room in preparation for the birth of the child. His attention shifted over to her face to find her looking up to him in concern while she spoke up to him, softly.
"Cohra," she said, trembling, "I need you to promise me something."
"Anything, Marion." He replied, softly.
"If I don't make it-"
"You are going to make it, Marion."
"Please, Cohra...If I don't make it but the baby does...I want you to take care of our children and raise them to be strong and caring to all those in their lives."
He didn't want to think of a life without her at his side. There was a chance that her birth canal wasn't going to be enough for the baby to come out on its own like a human baby would when it traveled down the canal, and it might cause complications, including her death. However, that was the last thing he wanted to think at that moment. All he wanted to have in his mind was the image of his wife cradling their child and having been the first human female in a very, very long time to survive having a child with a yautja male, not that she might not live through the ordeal she found herself in at that moment.
He gave a nod of his head towards her while his voice took on a whisper of a tone to her.
"I promise, Marion. If something is to happen today while you are giving birth to our child, I will take care of Mariah and the baby the best tht I can. I promise."
His eyes watched her nod her head up and down towards him before her eyes tightly shut and she let out a cry of pain. Cohra's focus shifted to helping her to not be in so much pain during the natural childbirth that she was about to experience. He watched a surgeon move into position while some aides were on either side of her legs guiding her legs up a little higher. His eyes watched the surgeon look to where her face was nestled as he spoke in his language towards her, shouting at her. Cohra chose to translate for the medic for Marion as he spoke to her.
"He said that he sees the top of the baby's head at the entrance of your vagina, Marion. Once he gives you the signal, you are going to need to push as hard as you can for ten seconds before resting and repeating it again."
He watched her eyes tear up some from what he had said about the head of their child could be seen at the entrance of her vagina, and knew that she was overwhelmed with joy from what he said to her about her child being seen. His eyes looked back to the surgeon and watched him counting in their language befor letting out a roar which motivated him to speak to her firmly.
"Push, Marion! Push now!"
Cohra clung to her hand while using one of his arms to support her back. The amount of strength she was using from squeezing one of his hands surprised him since he could feel a little discomfort to his palm. He assumed it was from having his child in her and her own frame seeming to start to adapt to what was going on from being in labor and them having had sex with one another. His arms caught her as she relaxed herself for a few moments to catch her breath. After a period of ten seconds, he helped her for support as she started to push harder than before as their child was getting closer to coming out of her body before she relaxed again.
It seemed like several hours had passed by when the sound of a shrill cry echoing through the room caught him off guard, Cohra glanced down to find the surgeon holding up a small male baby that at first appeared to look like a human child except it had a small set of mandibles like he had and his skin still had a scaley texture to it. The sight had him to smile with joy from underneath his mask before he looked to find Marion sobbing with joy from finding her baby being born and that she had survived having given birth. Cohra stepped up to the doctor and was given some tools to cut the cord that was attached to his son. He gave the tools back while the surgeon moved around a side of her body to place the baby on her body. His eyes teared up from underneath his mask as he worked to remove it to gaze upon his son with his eyes and nothing holding his face back. Only happiness overflowed from him as he stood at his wife's side, gazing upon down the beautiful sight of his offspring lying atop his mate's chest, while the surgeons and medics stepped out to give them a little privacy for the moment before they would make the move to put her into a room on the mother ship for her and the baby to be monitored.
