OOPS!

Chapter 10

Disclaimer: Finding Sky is Joss Stirlings not mine.

Sky

Oh my God. Barely three weeks to go and we still haven't decided on a name and we still have loads of stuff to get and we have no time to get it. I have no idea how long I've been lying here staring at the roof but I just can't seem to stop thinking and when I start thinking I end up worrying. I am going to be a Mum. What if I'm a terrible Mum? What happens if I do things wrong? What about when Zed's not there to help me? I know Zed will be a great Dad but I'm terrified of being a terrible Mum and I just can't stop thinking that I will be.

Groaning I roll over and nestle into Zeds chest. I'm so glad he's here, he always calms me down and plus I just love looking at him and waking up next to him every morning. My soulfinder, Zed Benedict. Sighing I close my eyes and start drifting off again, it must be early, why would I wake up this early? I never do. Ahhhh. Oh God what was that? Mmhh. Hell! Was that? It can't be. I have almost three weeks left. The baby's due at the end of August not now. "Ahhhh!" Zed grunted and rolled over so I slapped him on the arm "hmm? What is it baby?" I'm in shock. I don't know what to do. "Zed I don't think this baby knows it's supposed to be born at the end of the month" that got him up. He sat bolt upright jostling me in the process and stared down at me, shock written all over his face as I grabbed my stomach and moaned again. "Zed. It hurts. I think the baby's coming." He was still staring at me in shock but then he shook his head and yelled "SALLY! SIMON! THE BABY'S COMING!" he jumped off the bed and pulled me to the edge just as my parents came charging in. Sally ran to me and grabbed my arm and stroked my hair "are you sure darling?" I moaned again. That seemed like answer enough for my Dad who went charging off to get the car started, Zed made my Mum get me a bag ready and asked her to ring his parents whilst he got me into the car.

Zed

Oh my god. She's having the baby and I don't know what to do. Why has no on ever told me what to do? It's been five hours and it's still not over yet. She keeps screaming and crying out and all I can think is that I did this to her. She's hurting because of me and I can't stop it.

We're well into the eighth hour now and the midwife says it won't be long now and all I can think is thank god for that because I don't know if I can do this anymore. It's not even me who's doing anything, Sky's the one who's in pain here and she just keeps on going. It must be a woman thing because I can barely find the energy to stand up after this much mental exhaustion.

"Not long now Sky sweetie. I need you to give me a big push okay? One, two, three. Push! That's it lovely you're doing great." Sky's still screaming and the midwife keeps telling her to push and me to help her but I don't know how to help her, I don't know what she would want me to do. I held her hand but I couldn't tell if it was her or me who had the death grip. I whispered in her ear, I hardly knew what I was saying but it must have been the right thing because she nodded with a determined look on her face and pushed harder than she had before, letting out a scream that was probably heard by the whole family in the waiting room all the way down the hall. I found out it was as soon as I was bombarded with questions from the family asking if that was Sky, what was going on and how much longer was she going to have to push for but I barely heard any off it because as soon as Sky stopped screaming I heard crying. A baby's cry. My baby's cry. Sky slumped down on the bed panting but looking up and reaching out her arms as the midwife grinned and handed over our baby to Sky. "Congratulations you two. You have a son."

I couldn't take my eyes off of the tiny bundle that was my son. He was so small in his mother's arms. So perfect. My son. I reached out and stroked his head and felt his fluffy little hair the same colour as mine. I didn't even notice I had tears rolling down my face until I looked up to see Sky smiling up at me and reaching up to wipe away my tears. "He's perfect" I whispered to the mother of my child. Sky was grinning up at me as the midwife asked if we wanted her to tell our family "only say that Sky had the baby but don't tell them if it's a boy or a girl yet and tell them to wait until I get them because we want a little time alone with our son first" the old woman grinned at me and walked out of the door.

I turned back to my soulfinder and my baby to see Sky had moved over "do you want to hold our baby Zed?" I sat on the bed next to her and she passed me my baby. I'd never seen anything so perfect in my entire life and I was scared to death I would do something wrong and hurt the newest member of my family. Sky laughed and leaned back "don't be so nervous Zed, you won't hurt him". We stayed like that for a while, me holding our son and Sky leaning on my arm to look at him. "We should name him" I told her. "I don't know what though. I can't decide what he looks like. I don't think Perfect is a good name for a boy" I chuckled when she said that. "No I don't suppose it is, but that doesn't make him any less perfect" Sky smiled and rubbed her face against my arm. "What about Zac?" I ask. "Hmm Zac. With a 'c' or 'k'?" I smiled "a 'c'" Sky looked at our son for a moment and nodded. I watched as Sky kissed my son's forehead and whispered "welcome to the world Zac Benedict" my heart swelled with more love than I thought possible when I heard those words and I held my family closer and kissed them whispering how much I loved them both. "Happy birthday soulfinder. I bet you never expected this as your birthday present" oh my God it's my birthday! I totally forgot. "This is the best birthday I have ever had" I could feel the tears falling down my cheeks again. My baby was born on my birthday. I love you, my baby boy I whispered telepathically to my sleeping son.