Dean was too shocked for words, and all that escaped from his mouth was some incoherent babbling and air. Larissa was staring at him waiting for more of a reaction then what she got. She slapped him across the face in hopes that it might pull him out of his trance.
"Dean!" she yelled at him. His eyes finding hers once again.
"My water broke" she repeated herself gasping a little as another contraction overcame her. She did her best to push the pain out of her mind but when that woman on Oprah said that it was like pushing a watermelon out of keyhole she wasn't kidding and it hurt.
"Son of a BITCH!" she ground out breathing more deeply.
"Are you sure? Maybe you just peed yourself." Dean said hopefully, Larissa turned her head, lips pursed looking at him like he was stupid, truth be told she knew he was freaking out so wasn't she, this wasn't supposed to happen the baby wasn't supposed to come this early. No one had planned her for this moment, there was only so much that you could learn and read from those baby books and this was not in the any of the manuals. They hadn't even gotten the chance to pack an overnight hospital bag, they were so sure that the baby was going to come on its due date, and given this was her first pregnancy. As a small contraction wracked her body Larissa knew that she needed to get up and walk around to relieve some of the pressure. She pushed herself up off the couch and Dean gave her his hand to hold onto and wrapped his arm around her back as she started the slow trek around the inside of Bobby's house.
"Larissa, maybe we should get you to the hospital?" Dean suggested as they rounded the inside of the house for a third time, all the while rubbing strong soothing circles on Larissa's back whilst she was hunched over arms wrapped around her middle. But she just kept shaking her head back and forth.
"No…no, no we can't Sam's not back yet he promised that he's be back before the baby came." Larissa paused and looked up at Dean, tears forming in her eyes threatening to fall at any moment.
"Rissa." Dean said before pushing a stray hair out of her face, and behind her ear.
"The baby is coming now."
"No…no it's just gonna have to wait, he's going to have to learn to be patient to not rush things. I'm not ready yet." She said huffing in and out trying to ease the pain.
"What are you gonna tell him? That he can't come out of his womb?" Dean said with a slight chuckle at the joke he just made hoping that it might lighten the mood of the current situation at hand. Rissa gave a hard right hook to Dean's shoulder, followed by a small smile.
"Rissa we need to get you to the hospital, this baby is a Winchester and we are a stubborn breed."
"NO!" Larissa yelled pulling away from Dean's grasp and sitting herself down on the couch. The pain was only starting to intensify but Larissa wanted to wait for Sam, she couldn't do this without him, and yet at the same time she had the deep seated urge to kill him right then and there. Dean knelt in front of Larissa hands on her knees begging her with his eyes.
"Please Larissa, if anything happened to you or this baby Sammy would never forgive me." He stated softly and very matter of factly. She started to do more deep breathing whilst staring back at Dean, and then with tear filled eyes and a shaky voice.
"Sam p-promised h-he'd b-be here." Dean thought of anything and everything that would bring her some sort of comfort right then as she leaned forward grabbing onto his forearms again and gently rocking back and forth on the couch.
"Sammy is a man of his word Larissa. If he said he's gonna be there then he's gonna be there, he wouldn't miss this for the world. How many times do you get to witness your child's birth? Do you really think after months of practically starving us making us eat healthy, baby proofing the house and almost the impala and trying to put an anti-possession tattoo over your stomach that he would miss this now? Now please Rissa let me take you to the hospital." Larissa sniffled back snot that was running down her nose. She nodded her head as slightly more painful contraction wracked her body. Dean smiled and gave her a playful and yet gently shake before standing up and grabbing his keys off the coffee table and walking toward the door and outside to the front porch. Still sitting on the couch unsure of what had just happened Larissa looked bewildered and confused. As Dean came running back in and helping her off the couch and outside to the impala. After Larissa was buckled in Dean got into the driver's side and put the key into the ignition and turned the key. The engine rolled over a couple times but other than that nothing.
"No, no, no, no, no come on baby don't do this to me, not now!" Dean closed his eyes and tried again with the same results.
"Dean quit fooling come on, start the car." Larissa pleaded the pain increasing. Dean looked over at her and tried again still nothing.
"Damnit! I think the engine is flooded." Dean said opening his door to get out of the car.
"WHAT?!" Larissa yelled, seriously this would happen at a time like this. All she wanted to do tonight was watch a monster movie and cuddle up in one of Sam's t-shirts when she went to bed.
"The engine I think it might be flooded." Dean said as he went to step out of the car.
"NO! Get your ass back into the car and start it!" Larissa yelled.
"Rissa the car doesn't want to start." Dean answered her, before noting the seriousness in her face and closing the door before trying yet again to start the car. Larissa ran her hands over the dashboard of the interior, before looking over at Dean.
"Dean if you don't start the car right now I am going to squat down in the back seat and give birth right there." Dean looked mortified.
"Larissa you're hurting baby's feelings." Dean said petting the dashboard.
"I WILL TURN HER INTO SCRAP METAL NOW START THE CAR!" Larissa pounded on the dashboard in anger and like a miracle the impala burst into life. Dean put the pedal to the medal and sped off like a bat out of hell toward the hospital. Upon the arrival at the hospital an old nurse around sixty years old came up to Larissa who was seated in a wheel chair.
"And how are we feeling today?" the old woman crooned, really she would ask that.
"What are you blind you old bat! I'm in labor!" Larissa screamed.
"She didn't mean that." Dean said apologizing for Larissa to the old nurse.
"Don't tell me what I did and didn't mean." She ground out through clenched teeth, as she had a death grip on the arms of the wheel chair.
"Are you the father?" The old woman asked eyeing Dean up and down a little longer than was necessary. Dean put his hands up and back away stammering.
"He's the uncle, you crazy old hag." Larissa said fidgeting in the wheel chair trying to get comfortable which wasn't even really an option any more, she had to admit she normally was a much sweeter person but labor pain changes a person.
"Again I am so sorry, she isn't normally like this." Dean spoke up.
"Honey, I've been here for over forty years, I've heard it all and trust me that's not even the worst." She smiled as she took the wheel chair from Dean and started pushing Larissa down to a free room. Larissa shouted over her shoulder.
"Dean, call Sam! He needs to know, he needs to be here." Before screaming more profanities as she disappeared with the older nurse into a room. Dean pulled out his phone and hit Sam's name on his speed dial, it rung four times before Sam finally picked up.
"Sam?" "Dean? Hey what's up is everything okay? How's the movie night? How's Larissa, I was going to call in a little bit."
"Well that might be a little hard to do Sammy, Larissa is a little pre-occupied." Dean said trying to come up with the best explanation for the situation.
"What do you mean pre-occupied Dean? Where's Larissa? Is she okay?" Sam asked, and Dean could hear the panic rising in Sam's voice.
"She's fine Sammy, she sort of…uhm…well…she sort of went into labor early, mazel tov you're gonna be a daddy." Dean spoke out fast hoping that Sam might not pick up on it, and for a while there was a long pause and then…
"SHE WHAT?!" Sam shouted so loud that Dean had to pull the phone away from his ear.
"She went into labor. And we are at the hospital right now, some old broad just brought her into a room." Dean answered trying to answer as many of Sam's questions as possible.
"Do you know how far apart the contractions are?" Sam asked.
"Uhh, the nurse said that they were about 20-25 minutes apart." Dean answered.
"Well how many centimeters dilated is she?" Sam pressed further.
"Sam, I don't ask the nurses everything, there are something's about Larissa that I just don't want to know about." Dean could here Sam breathing heavily and talking out loud to himself over the phone.
"Okay let me think, okay Bobby and I are on our way back right now we should be back in about seven hours…Dean?"
"Yea Sammy?"
"Can you stay with Larissa, until I get there, I don't want her to be by herself, please Dean." Sam asked.
"Of course Sammy, I'll let her know you're on your way." Dean answered giving his little brother some reassurance.
"Thanks Dean." Sam answered before hanging up, Dean put his phone back in his pocket and rested his head in his hands elbows resting on the counter at the nurse's station running his fingers through his hair. Before seeing a nurse flee from Larissa's room a bucket full of ice chips flying out after her. Dean shook his head and gave a hearty chuckle before making his way over to the doorway.
"Tell me you got a hold of Sam?" Larissa asked, IV's sticky out of her hand and white knuckling the bed sheets.
"Yea, he's on his way back just like I promised he would be. Said he'd be here in about seven hours. Larissa closed her eyes and groaned leaning her head back against the pillows.
"Seven hours?" Larissa asked bringing her head up to her forehead pinching the bridge of her nose.
"Yea, but hey I read in one of those books that the first baby could take up to hour's even days to deliver." Dean answered.
"Wait" Larissa said pulling her arm away from her face and looked up at Dean.
"You read the baby books?" Larissa gave Dean a small smile.
"Shut up" Dean said nudging Larissa as a bigger contraction hit her hard and fast jolting her up as she reached out for anything to grab onto as Dean grabbed her hand. She let out a loud scream as the pain intensified and squeezed Dean's hand hard. He ran a hand over the top of her head as she panted through another smaller contraction. Dean brushed a stray strand of hand off of her sweaty forehead as she caught her breath.
"Dean, I can't do this anymore, I need Sam!" Larissa said as another nurse came back in with some more ice chips.
"Get the hell out!" Larissa screamed sitting up almost tearing out the IV's
"I don't want no damn ice chips!" she continued to shout. Dean waved at the nurse to back out of the room as the doctor came into room to check on her patient.
"Alright Larissa, let's have a look see." The doctor peeked under the covers to check to see how many centimeters dilated Larissa was.
"Okay Larissa, you're ten centimeters it's time to push."
"WHAT?!" Larissa and Dean both shouted.
"No, no, no you promised me Dean, you said Sam was going to be here." she cried out.
"He is...I mean he will be." Dean answered her as she turned her head away from him but only for a short while when another contraction came and the doctor was telling Larissa to push. She sat forward and pushed hard as a pain started to descend down her body, Dean grabbed her hand as she squeezed it hard. When she stopped pushing Dean looked down at her and spoke.
"I promised you Sam would be here and he will be, and I promised Sam the I wouldn't leave you til he got here and come hell or high water that's what I'm gonna do. I'm not leaving your side, I'm gonna be here for as long as I'm needed you got that?" Dean asked letting her know that he was serious and that he wasn't going anywhere. She nodded her head and he bent down to give her forehead a quick kiss before she pushed as another contraction fell upon her body. With what seemed like forever they were making great progress.
"Alright Larissa the baby is crowning, I need you to push for me okay..." the doctor stated just as a tall figure stepped into the door frame.
"Sam!"
A/N: YEA! Sam has finally made it too the hospital! And baby Winchester is almost here, this chapter is going to be in two parts just because I can haha. Please R&R below, and I apologize ahead of time for the delay in posting work is crazy and it's hard to post on a regular basis :)