Chapter 7- Special Delivery
One Month Later (still Rose POV)
I woke from sleep with a jolt, I'm in pain, a lot of pain. I roll over to tell the Doctor only to find he had gotten out of bed after I fell asleep. I reach out with my mind to get him without getting up. Doctor, come quick please I told him. I could feel his panic and a few moments later the door to our room flew open.
"Rose what's wrong," he said as he crossed the room to me laying in bed. He began to look me over and make sure I wasn't hurt.
"Doctor I'm in pain I think there's something wrong." I told him, the panic I felt over something being wrong with my little boy showing through. He quickly pulled out the sonic and scanned me with it, a look of relief came to his face.
"Rose, nothing's wrong, you're in labor. Come on, can you stand?" he asked walking over to my chest of drawers and opening it. He pulled out a nightgown I had never seen or worn before and walked back over to me. He handed me the nightgown and I gave him a confused look, "it's better than a hospital gown isn't it." He said and I nodded and took it. He helped me out of my sweat pants and t-shirt and into the flannel nightgown. "Alright let's get you to the med bay," without giving me time to get up myself he picked me up and carried me down the corridor to the med bay. He set me down on one of the cots and made sure I was comfortable. "Okay I need to go call Martha and pick her up," he said and with that he kissed my forehead and ran out of the med bay.
The pain subsided as the contraction passed and I waited for the Doctor to return with Martha. Ten minutes later the Doctor walked back in followed by Martha in a pair of blue Hospital scrubs. "Hello Martha, wha's with the scrubs?" I asked and smiled at her as best I could as another contraction hit.
"Well I didn't want to get any bodily fluids on any of my normal clothes and since I already have these for work might as well wear them for this," she replied walking over to the counter where the supply cupboard was. "Doctor would you mind helping me find the things I need?" she asked looking back at the Doctor who had taken a seat on a stool next to the cot I was laying on.
"Sure and let me show you a few things," he said getting up and turning on the monitor sitting on the counter. "The TARDIS is already monitoring everything, you won't need to check how dilated she is manually. This will show you Rose's heart rate, the baby's heart rate, how far apart the contractions are, everything you need to know." He said turning the monitor towards her then kneeling to get the supplies out of the cupboard. He set everything on a metal tray next to the bed then took his place back on the stool. I turned to him and smiled.
"Hello," I said to him causing him to smile back and kiss me.
"Hello, how are you feeling so far?" he asked.
"Nervous, scared, are you sure there is nothing wrong with him? We weren't expecting him this early." I replied as I was waiting for the next contraction.
"It's only a couple of weeks, besides I said 10 or 11 months. He'll be fine, he's just excited to see the universe." Martha was still at the counter looking at the monitor. She turned around and walked towards me taking the hand the Doctor wasn't holding.
"You're doing really well so far and so is Oliver. It's going pretty quickly too, your already three centimeters dilated." She said patting my hand. "Both of your oxygen levels are excellent. If this rate keeps up it should only be a couple of hours."
"Thank you Martha," I said squeezing her hand back.
An hour and a half later
"Alright Rose is eight centimeters dilated now, when did you say the baby will start giving off regeneration energy," Martha said to the Doctor.
"It should start any minute now probably on the next contraction," he paused and looked at me from his spot on the stool. "Like I said it shouldn't have any effect on you."
"As the next contraction hit I suddenly felt like I was burning as well as the pain from the contraction. It felt like I was burning alive from the inside. "Doctor what's happening, I thought you said it wouldn't affect me?" I asked as the pain and burning continued.
"I don't know Rose, this shouldn't happen, we'll figure it out please just hang in there." He kissed my forehead and rushed over to the monitor. It felt like I was on fire and I could see a faint golden glow from under my nightgown. The contraction faded but the burning continued. The Doctor turned away from the monitor and looked back at me, suddenly a look of fear came to his face, "Rose your eyes are glowing."
What did that even mean, suddenly images of Daleks and being sent home and a song came into my mind, along with a name Bad Wolf. "Doctor, Bad Wolf," I told him through the searing pain that felt like it was going to burn me up.
"Yeah I'm starting to figure that out, but how is it doing that, and why more importantly what exactly is it doing to you." He began pacing as the anxiety of not knowing started taking over. The burning was beginning to spread through my body, into my chest and arms, my legs.
"Just hold in there Rose, you're nearly there," I heard Martha say from her spot at the counter.
Five minutes later I'm nine and a half centimeters. The Doctor takes his place on the stool and Martha starts running about getting things ready. The Doctor takes my hand and flinches away, "Rose, you really are burning up," in his eyes I see nothing but concern, "Your eyes are still glowing too." He takes my hand, prepared for the heat of it this time.
"Alright Rose, let's get ready to do this when you start feeling the need to push just go ahead and do it," I heard Martha say through the fog. All I wanted to do was let myself go into the pull of unconsciousness I was feeling. As the burning through my body grew stronger, so did the need to sleep. I know there is something I need to do, a reason I need to stay awake. I felt the pain of another contraction then, minimally pulling me back to reality through the fire over taking my body and mind. I don't know what's happening to me, but I know I need to finish delivering my child before I let unconsciousness take over.
At the next contraction I know it's time to start pushing. I feel my hand squeeze the Doctors almost automatically and I hear his and Martha's what I assume are words of encouragement. I'm not sure how long this goes on until I hear a high pitched cry, I want to see my baby boy, to hold him, but the burning is pulling me into blackness and I can't stop it so I let myself sleep.
A/N: So here's Oliver, I'm sorry for the cliff hanger, hopefully I'll have the next chapter up soon. This was a difficult chapter to write. Thank you for the reviews and the new followers though. As always leave a review I love constructive criticism.
