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Prompt #29: Birth
Word count: 100
The lights flew overhead, one blurring into the next. Olivia grimaced, her eyes rolling back into her head as another contraction ripped across her abdomen. White hot pain danced in her vision and she gripped the hand rail of the gurney. The oxygen mask was snug on her face and she breathed deep, a rasping gasp.
The gurney barged through a set of double doors and she felt a hand cover hers. She looked up, meeting Gregory's dark eyes. She pulled the mask down as he cupped her cheek. "It's too early," she cried weakly. "Please…this can't happen. Not again."