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Lydia was right - the peace definitely did not last long.
In between the contractions Kayla would apologise for shouting and screaming the place down, her mood swings making her cry one moment and then start laughing the next.
"I have been here SEVEN FUCKING HOURS WOULD SOMEONE PLEASE GET THIS BABY OUT OF ME"
Stiles nodded quickly as Kayla was grabbing and tugging at his hand, thinking exactly the same thing, "someone, anyone, please"
Doctor Raymond, currently their third doctor (don't ask what Kayla did to the second but let's just say it involved an IV line and mild strangulation) stood at the foot of the bed after the examination.
"You're still only three centimetres dilated-"
"THEN HURRY IT THE FUCK UP. I WANT A MACDONALDS" she hollered, "ICE CHIPS ARE FROZEN WATER. WATER AS IN NOT FOOD. I NEED MY DAMN FOOD"
"I'm afraid you can't eat anything, just in case you need a c-section or-"
"Oh you are so lucky I'm here and you're over there" Kayla snapped, "because so help me god I would happily take these tools and carve you up like a damn pumpkin"
"Take some gas and air" the doctor advised, dealing with this situation relatively calmly, his experience in the field helping him with this, "it will help with the uncomfortableness"
"Uncom-UNCOMFORTABLENESS?" She shrieked, "UNCOMFORTABLENESS?"
"Pain" the doctor corrected, wisely taking a discreet step backwards, "it should ease the pain"
"SHOULD?"
"I'll be going now" he nodded formatively, his composure slipping a little, "I'll be back to check on you in an hour"
"DROP DEAD"
"Oh my god Kaylz..." Stiles face palmed himself, "labour is seriously making you insane"
She shrugged, not concerned, "I'll slip you ten dollars if you sneak me in a Macdonalds"
"Wha-no" he shook his head, "that's, like, against the rules"
"When do you abide by the rules?"
"Since my girlfriend is in labour and it's honestly the most terrifying thing I've ever seen and I don't want to complicate things"
Kayla frowned, "twenty dollars?"
"No"
"Thirty?"
"Still no Kaylz"
"Fifty?" she bargained, "please... I need my Big Mac with fries and hash browns, I need it Stiles" she emphasised, "and the ice cream and coffee and the pancakes with syrup and chocolate sauce... Oh my god, I'm starving"
"Sorry baby" he cringed, leaning over to press a kiss to her forehead, "but once this is all over I will treat you to the biggest Macdonalds meal ever, how does that sound?"
"Like you're being unfreakishly responsible and it's slightly terrifying"
"Well-" he chuckled, perching himself at the side of her bed when it was clear her mood was somewhat balanced and not psychotically insane like all the other times, "-I'm going to be a dad soon, figured I should start now" he gently and cautiously reached out and placed a hand on her bump, his face breaking out into a wide smile, "she's kicking"
"Yeah..." She glanced down, feeling the strong flutters hitting her ribs and side, "being stubborn staying in there... Why won't she come out already? My mom's labour was only an hour, Jane's was three, it has to be soon right?"
She peered up at him anxiously, subconscious fears and doubts spreading through her veins.
"And it will be" he nodded, "three centimetres dilated is... Well, you know it's... Yeah-"
"I'm no where near giving birth Stiles... Three centimetres is nothing"
"It's a start" he smiled, "and I'll be here no matter how long it takes"
"You have to sleep sometime Stiles"
"Not if you're not" he smirked, "plus I couldn't sleep anyway - someone has to stop you from getting arrested for assault"
"Oh ha-ha" she rolled her eyes just as a gentle knock tapped on the door and Isaac wandered in, glancing around cautiously and looking kindly disturbed, "is it safe or do I need some sort of battle armour?"
"It's safe" Stiles assured with a laugh, "...for now"
"So you didn't kill this doc then?" Isaac laughed loudly, happily loping over to her other side when the coast was clear, "kicking, strangulation, what's next?" He asked jokingly but Kayla just looked up at him with a calm facade, her eyes strangely serious, "decapitation"
"Uh... I really hope you're joking there Hale"
"My vagina is on fire, I'm in no mood to joke"
Isaac gulped loudly, sharing a wide eye glance with the Stiles, "uh... Yeah... Don't do that, bad idea there Hale"
"Would you rather I decapitate you then?"
"Um... Definitely not" Isaac took a step back, jerking his thumb back over his shoulder, "never mind, I'm just going to go-"
Kayla exploded into a fit of the giggles, reaching out to drag him back, "I'm joking Lahey, jeez, don't pee your pants, I'm not that scary" still holding his hand tightly, "thanks for coming"
"No problem, well... We've all been out there the entire time but I only just got the balls to come in"
"Lydia pushed you in didn't she?" Kayla's asked knowingly, holding back her chuckles.
"She totally did, and for a small person she's strong as hell"
"Tell me about it" Kayla laughed but was still touched by her friends' appearance, "so uh..." She glanced at Stiles briefly before gently tugging Isaac over to her, leaning up to whisper in his ear, "how much will it take for you to make your cute ass get me a Macdonalds? I'm open to discussion"
"Uh... Are you supposed to eat?"
"Do you want me to starve?" She shot back quietly, well aware Stiles was looking between them suspiciously.
Isaac chuckled, pulling back to smile at her, "bribing me won't work Hale, I know the rules"
"Damn you" she whispered, "did Stiles tell you to say this?" She looked at Stiles, "did you make him say that?"
Stiles chuckled, "I've made everyone aware of your possible bribing"
"As if knocking me up wasn't bad enough now you take away my food... Why have I not dumped you yet?"
Stiles just rolled his eyes, reaching out to rub her knee, "because you love me"
"You're testing that" she smirked as Isaac started chuckling to himself and they both turned to look at him in confusion.
"Sorry it's just... It's just-" he muttered between laughs, "-you're both so whipped it's kinda funny"
"Shut up" she grumbled, "am not"
"Are not"
"Nope"
"Yup"
"Oh shit... I think I feel another contraction coming"
Isaac's eyes widened like she had just said she was going to deliver the kid right here and now, his posture stiffening, "uh... W-Why?"
"Why?" She exclaimed, starting to breathe heavily through the pain that was building up, "because apparently my vagina has to open ten fucking centimetres to push through a baby the size of watermelon, is that enough of an explanation for you?"
"Uh... Noted" Isaac nodded, "I'm just going to-"
"No you're not" she grabbed a fistful of tee before he could escape, yanking him back over to her bedside, "don't even think about it Lahey"
She gritted her teeth, screwing her face up as the painful tugs knotted in her lower stomach, still not letting go of Isaac's clothing, "holy shit... Someone needs to make this STOP RIGHT NOW"
"STOP IT, SOMEONE STOP IT" Isaac hollered, staring at her in panic as Stiles just flapped about next to her, everyone in this room about as useless as each other when it came to childbirth.
"Ahhhh... Urghhhhh... Gahhhh..." She raised her knees to curl her toes into the bed, jiggling her legs to try and take focus off the blinding pain, "this kid better be worth it"
"Uh... Um... Saw just a bit too much of you there Hale"
This contraction was much longer than all the others and doubly as painful, sending her irritation through the roof as she whipped her head to state sideways at Isaac, "DO YOU REALLY THINK I CARE RIGHT NOW YOU IDIOT?!"
"Uh... No... No you really don't but you probably should, these hormones are just making you a little crazy"
And that was how Isaac ended up sprawled over the floor, unconscious.
"Huh..." She laid her hand over her bump as the contraction warned off, smiling up at Stiles, "I totally think violence is the new pain relief"
Safe to say he looked thoroughly terrified.
When she hit the twenty hour mark you would think it would all be over now wouldn't you?
Well, it wasn't. It was very very far from being over.
"SEVEN CENTIMETRES. WHAT THE HELL DO YOU MEAN ONLY SEVEN CENTIMETRES?"
They were now on their fourth doctor. Poor doctor Raymond ended up with a broken nose after she head butted him but this doctor, doctor Clark, was a female.
"I know it's frustrating" the doc soothed, "and we are guessing it will be a twenty four hour plus labour but try and stay calm and keep breathing in the gas and air, it will help"
"THIS GAS AND AIR IS ABOUT AS WEAK AS A GRANDMAS HEART, I WANT THE STRONG STUFF. GIVE ME THE STRONG STUFF"
"We can't Miss Hale, we've been over this"
"IM GOING TO SUE WHEN I GET OUT OF HERE"
The doc just smiled, hugging the clip board to her chest, "try and stay calm and comfortable and I'll be back to check on you soon. Don't worry"
"Don't worry" Kayla mimicked, rolling her eyes as the doc left, "i'd like to see how that bitch would like it if I told her that when she was in labour... What a nerve"
Stiles was still standing next to the bed, his eyes bloodshot and wide as he had drunk about ten coffees in a row, his nerves fried and his demeanour jumpy.
"I'm freaked out... I'm seriously freaking out" he exclaimed, "I can't-what's-I can't believe-is this actually happening?" He turned to her with wide eyes, "are we seriously going to have a baby?"
"Eventually... When she decides to FUCKING COME OUT" she screamed, the pain and uncomfortableness now just making her irritated.
"This... This isn't a dream?"
"If it is it's been a terribly long one... Maybe you're in a coma" she shrugged, slowly turning over on her side to try and get rid of the pain in her lower back.
"I'm... I'm really going to be a dad?"
She blinked through the layer of sweat that was stinging her eyes, her hair matted to her forehead as she sent him an unimpressed stare.
"Yes Stiles we are going to be parents, where have you been?"
He was panicking now, the fact that she had only three centimetres to go making him unravel, "the baby is coming... She's really going to come?"
"YES" she exclaimed, gritting her teeth to breathe through the constant pain, "NOW SHUT UP AND GIVE ME YOUR HAND"
But no such luck - he dropped to the floor like a stone.
Fainted.
What an asshole.
"URGHHH" she exclaimed in annoyance, "when you wake up I'm going to CASTRATE YOU"
"You've done thirty hours Kayla, you can do another while" the doctor encouraged, "I can see the head"
"YOU SAID THAT AN HOUR AGO" she screamed loudly, huffing and puffing as she felt like she was slowly getting torn and cut apart, "WHOEVER SAID LABOUR WAS BEAUTIFUL WAS EITHER HIGH AS FUCK OR DIDN'T HAVE A VAGINA-OWWWWW" she threw her head back into the pillows as another contraction hit her, hardly any time between them now, "I can't do this... Don't make me do this"
"Yes you can" Stiles encouraged, wiping her head with a cool face cloth as she tried to choke back her muffled cries of pain and frustration, "you can do anything... You're so close Kayla, I promise"
She stared up at him pitifully as he jerked about, trying to wipe the sweat from her face and help hold her bent leg to her chest at the same time, multi tasking at its finest, "Stiles... I really can't do this" she shook her head, "I-I can't"
She was exhausted and in pain, her whole body feeling like it was giving up on her.
"I know you can" he whispered, wiping the cool cloth down her neck, "and once it's all done you can sleep and have the biggest Macdonalds ever, fries and all" he laughed, bobbing his head encouragingly, "but you have to keep pushing... You know what the doc said"
Yes... Yes she did. Because the baby was now at her cervix if she stopped pushing then they would have to pull her out and the longer the baby remained there, unmoving, the bigger the chance of not enough oxygen getting to the brain.
Of course there was no contest. She would push, as simple as that.
She nodded, despite the pain it caused her, and slowly pushed herself up on her elbows, sweat trickling off her body.
"Okay... Okay..." She cringed, face screwing up as another contraction hit her and it felt like her whole lower body was on fire, "but I need Lydia"
"What?"
"LYDIAAAAAAAA" she screamed at the top of her lungs, letting go some of the pain assaulting her and just a couple of seconds later a head of strawberry blonde hair appeared around the edge do the door.
"Yeah?"
She sniffed, gasping for breath, "please get in here and help us"
Lydia suddenly broke out into a wide grin, her eyes excited, "I thought you would never ask"
She rushed in, knowingly heading over to Kayla's other side and immediately set to work, grabbing the face cloth from Stiles' grip, "you deal with the important stuff, I've got this" she patted the cloth against her forehead as Stiles just nodded, his arm tightening around her raised leg as he pushed some loose sweaty hair away from her eyes, letting his fingers run through the damp strands to soothe her.
"You can do this" he muttered supportively, "I know you can"
"On the next contraction I need you to push Kayla" the doctors' head popped up, "we're not far off"
Somehow that was both terrifying but exciting at the same time.
Just a couple of seconds later the nerve splitting tugging returned, so intense it made her vision blur but she tried to focus on Stiles and Lydia whispering words of encouragement in her ear and that helped root her to the spot otherwise she was scared she might pass out from sheer exhaustion and that would not be good for their baby. She needed to just do a little while longer. Her baby needed her to just push a few more times.
The bed was at a forty five degree angle so she wasn't laying nor sitting but her back was supported enough that when she pushed she didn't have to move.
The urge to push was overwhelming so she did, screaming as she did so and grabbing Lydia's small hand so tightly she was sure she was almost breaking it, her other hand tightening around Stiles' that was hooked underneath her knee, her teeth gritted.
"That's it" Stiles exclaimed, dropping his hand from her hair to rub the back of her shoulders encouragingly, "that's my girl. See? I knew you could do it"
"ARGHHHHHHH-AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH-OWWWWWWWWWW" was all she responded with, entire body flushing with heat as Stiles not so subtly inclined his head down, his eyes widening.
"HOLY SHIT" he exclaimed, "there is actually a little person coming out of you right now... That head in fricking massive, is that normal?" He asked the doctor, "I mean, it's not some kind of alien imposter is it? Surely no head can be that big... Or is it just because I'm not used to seeing heads in her vagina?"
"Stiles" Lydia hissed, patting the cool cloth down Kayla's chest, "not helping"
"Right. Sorry" he apologised, going back to tightening his grip around her leg, "but seriously it's like you're giving birth to a toddler"
She sent him a glare, her jaw clenching, "do you want me to punch you?"
Stiles' eyes bugged from his chest but he just silently shook his head, gulping noisily.
Her chest was rising and falling rapidly, head dizzy and heavy, hips aching with a deep pain as the baby pushed through them and for the millionth time she cursed her narrow hips that were so not made for childbirth.
"Keep pushing on every contraction Kayla"
'Yeah yeah' she felt like snarking at the doctor but didn't have time for her sass because another contraction did hit her full force, her body feeling like it got hit by a bus or dropped off the Empire State Building or even quite possibly both at the same time.
She screamed, face flushing as she used every ounce of energy she had and then some she didn't.
Childbirth was definitely not made for the weak.
"Well done Kay" Lydia praised, wiping the side of her neck with the cloth and smiling widely at her, "you're doing amazingly, so so good isn't she Stiles?"
Lydia sent Stiles an obvious look, nodding down to Kayla.
"Yes, yes" he exclaimed just a little bit too enthusiastically, "I don't know how you're doing it but you're doing it and that's seriously freaking awesome and-oh my god" he interrupted himself, "that's... Is that shoulders?"
"What?" Kayla gasped, "shoulders? What?"
She glanced sideways at Lydia, her best friend who always had all the answers.
"Yeah... Kay it's definitely shoulders" Lydia was near tearing up as she confirmed that for her, "the tiniest pair of shoulders I've ever seen"
Kayla felt tears pressing themselves forward at that, happiness making her tummy flip and veins almost burst with pride.
Her best friend then dropped the cloth and copied Stiles, hooking her hand under Kayla's knee and helping support it to her chest, not complaining as Kayla grabbed and tugged at her hand.
"All together okay? All of us"
Stiles nodded, agreeing with Lydia as he swooped down to press the softest yet quickest kiss to her lips, his eyes so bright and excited and loving.
"I love you Kaylz" he whispered gently, "so much... And... And-" he had to stop and try and compose himself as tears clung to his eyelashes, his bottom lip wobbling with emotion, "-I love this baby so much already... Our baby... And... And I just... We should get married"
Her and Lydia weren't expecting that, both their gazes immediately swivelling to Stiles in shock.
"W-W-What?" She stuttered, blinking as sweat seeped into her eyes, "what did you just say?"
But he didn't have time to answer as she had to push again, her body jerking as she was sure she felt something tear or pull in her hip, the pain sharp and excruciating but it was drowned out by the fire and pressure building up as the baby got pushed out a little more, her scream reverberating off every wall.
"Let's get married" Stiles exclaimed as her screaming died down, not even giving her chance to adjust, "after school, maybe in college or even after, I don't care when just... Just say you'll marry me"
"Are you frigging SERIOUS RIGHT NOW?!" She demanded, gasping for breath as she sent him an unimpressed look, "asking me to marry you while I'm pushing your massive baby from my vagina is not a good call Stiles"
"Probably not" he agreed, speaking louder as she started huffing out pained breaths "but judging by what I'm seeing we have about ten seconds until we're parents for real and I want to do it right... Say you'll marry me"
The pressure built up again and she squeezed Lydia's hand tightly, trying to muffle her screams by clenching her jaw and biting the inside of her cheek.
"I'm not marrying anyone because I have to-AHHHHHHH"
"No, no, no" Stiles rushed out, near jumping up and down in excitement and nerves, wanting her to say yes before the baby came, "I want to spend the rest of my life with you, both of you, or however many more kids we have-"
"WE ARE NOT-AHHHHHHH-HAVING ANYMORE-AHHHHHH-OWWWWW-KIDS"
"Okay we can discuss that later-" he dismissed with a spastic wave of his arm, "-but I want to marry you one day because of that exact reason - because I want to, because I love you" he glanced down, knowing they only had a few seconds tops because holy cow that was his baby halfway coming out, all covered in blood and gunk but somehow it was still one of the most beautiful things he had ever seen, "Kaylz... Say yes, say you'll marry me"
She heard the desperation in his voice as she screamed so loud everyone in the hallway heard it, knowing, finally, this would be the last push. She felt that and never had she been so elated.
She grabbed both their hands as she pushed herself up, one last scream tearing from her throat.
"THEN YES - YES I'LL MARRY YOU YOU IDIOT"
And just like that it was over. Done. No more. Thank fuck.
She collapsed back against the stack of pillows, squiggles of colours zig zagging across her vision and making her blink tiredly, her entire body aching.
"Wow..." Lydia muttered, gently unhooking her grip from Kayla's knee and carefully laying her leg back on the bed, "giving birth and getting engaged within seconds of eachother... You don't do things by half measures do you?"
She barely registered what she said, glancing up at Stiles as she heard a small cry from the other side of the room, the edges of her vision blurring and darkening.
"Is the-is the baby okay?" She gasped, barely able to grasp ahold of reality which was her body was aching, feeling like it had shattered apart from the inside out, her hips screaming in agony, her head fuzzy and her heart racing a million miles a minute.
Stiles had gone pale though, his jaw slackening a little and she had to nudge him gently to grab his attention - she had only heard one cry... Babies were supposed to cry a lot, why wasn't hers?
"Stiles... What-is... Our baby"
She was unable to string sentences together, her thoughts incoherent and muddled.
But to her delight Stiles then broke out into a show stopping smile, grinning down at her.
"Kaylz you... You did it"
"Did what?"
He laughed, leaning down to press a soft kiss to her lips, not caring she was drenched in sweat or her face was flushed or even that the doctor had to place a couple of towels under her because, well, she couldn't exactly put this delicately but the baby tore some skin and she was sure she would be needing stitches but right now that was the least of her concerns.
He pulled back, eyes light with happiness.
"You did it" he repeated, "you... You..." He stopped, forcing himself to take a deep breath and steady his breathing, "Kaylz we... We have a daughter"
She stopped breathing for a couple of seconds, too shocked for the words to soak into her muddled brain and glanced between him and Lydia, like he was just pulling her leg. A daughter? No way.
"Are you serious?" She asked him before looking up Lydia, "is he for real?"
"Yeah" Lydia nodded, mossy green eyes shining with tears, "see for yourself"
She felt like she was floating, entire body slipping into shock but she glanced up just as the Doctor walked over to them, holding a squirming bundle of blankets out for her to take.
"That's... That's ours?" She asked, almost delirious, her eyes flicking upwards to Stiles, "I gave birth to blankets?"
Why couldn't she think properly?
He let out a loud laugh, pressing another kiss to her forehead, "try the little something in the blankets" he corrected, "Kaylz we... We have a little girl"
Huh?
She slowly shook her head, trying to snap herself from the daze she was in but couldn't seem to grasp the idea properly.
"... What?"
"It's a combination between exhaustion and blood loss" the doc reassured, "I wouldn't be surprised if you passed out soon"
It was like she was hearing her words through a window pane - muffled and echoey, like a ghost.
"But... Did I... Why's my baby not inside me anymore?"
"Because she's here" the doctor smiled, looking amused by her behaviour as she slowly and carefully placed the blanket in her tired arms, "all nine pounds eight ounces"
She felt a weight press against her chest and into her arms and glanced down. What she thought was just a bundle of blankets, maybe needing laundered or something, was really a baby but it wasn't properly wrapped up. She felt the baby's bare wet skin against her nightgown and skin and recalled something about the baby needing the mothers body heat or something but was far too out of it to remember how or why.
She blinked slowly, watching as the baby's little face screwed up, one tiny but chubby arm freeing from the blankets to stick up in the air, a little tuft of dark hair matted to her forehead, her eyes as green as emeralds.
"She's... She's..." She peaked up at Stiles and lowered her voice, nodding her head for him to lean down, "she's really purple" she whispered in his ear, "is this genetic? Are your ancestors related to barney the dinosaur or something?"
Stiles just chuckled, his eyes bright and clouding with tears of happiness as he gently reached out and with tentative fingers touched the baby's hand, playing with her small fingers.
"That'll ware off Kaylz" he reassured her, glancing down at his daughter again, "she's... God, she's so beautiful"
Kayla nodded, hugging her baby closer to her chest, "yeah... She really is isn't she?" She asked, "well with our genetics I would expect anything less"
"Modest" Stiles laughed but she could tell he was near tears, his voice coming out nasally and low which made her look up at him.
"Stiles... Are you crying?" She asked, his face looking wavey and distorted in her vision.
"No" he denied with a smile even though she could see how glassy his eyes were, his cheeks suspiciously wet, "are you?"
"No" she copied even though she could feel the salty tears running down her face, "Stiles?"
"Yeah?" He whispered, keeping his voice lowered as their baby closed her eyes, squirming and stretching. A fidgeter... Just like her mom.
"She uh... She really was worth it" she muttered, pressing a soft kiss to her daughters' head, "she's... She's perfect"
A)n) eeeeeeek hha I hope that was cute and funny enough for you and that you liked, please please review and I shall see you next time X