The minutes seemed to drag on, each contraction pulling Sirius deeper into the rhythm of his labor. His breathing was ragged, each breath shaky as he tried to manage the overwhelming pain. Despite the exhaustion, there was a strange sense of anticipation in the air, as though something was about to change.

Orion stayed close by his side, his hand a steady, reassuring presence on Sirius's shoulder. The room was heavy with a tense silence, the only sounds the laborious breaths Sirius took and the faint creak of the chair as he shifted uncomfortably.

Then, suddenly, a new sensation swept over Sirius. It wasn't like the contractions—this was different, a pressure building low in his belly, and then… a release. A warm gush of liquid soaked through his clothes, spreading across the chair and dripping onto the floor. The unexpected sensation made him gasp, his eyes flying open in surprise.

"Dad!" Sirius cried out, his voice a mix of alarm and confusion. He looked down, seeing the wetness spreading around him, and the realization hit him like a wave. "I'm wet," he gasped, trembling. "Dad, my water just broke!"

Orion was immediately alert, his eyes scanning Sirius's face, then the wetness on the chair. He quickly knelt beside Sirius, his expression calm but full of concern. "It's okay, Sirius," he said softly, his hands gently brushing the damp strands of hair from his son's forehead. "Your water breaking is a good sign. It means the baby is getting ready to come."

Sirius's breaths came in short, panicked bursts as the gravity of the situation hit him. The pain and exhaustion mixed with the overwhelming reality of what was happening. "But… but…" he stammered, eyes wide with fear. "What if something goes wrong? What if—"

Orion placed a finger gently to Sirius's lips, silencing him with a soft shushing. "Nothing is going to go wrong, my sweet boy," he reassured him. "We've got a plan, remember? And we're going to follow it. Everything will be alright."

Sirius nodded, though his heart raced. The reality of his water breaking made everything feel suddenly more intense, more real. He could feel another contraction building, sharper and more insistent than the ones before. He gripped Orion's hand tightly, bracing himself.

Orion stood, guiding Sirius to his feet with steady support. "Let's get you more comfortable," he said, leading him towards the bed. "You're doing so well, Sirius. I'm so proud of you."

As they reached the bed, Sirius felt the contraction peak, his body tensing with the force of the pain. He leaned into his father, whimpering softly. Orion held him, his hands gentle and soothing. "Just breathe, Sirius," he murmured. "I've got you. We'll get through this, one step at a time."

Sirius focused on the sound of Orion's voice, on the steady rhythm of his father's breathing. The pain was intense, but knowing that Orion was right there with him, that he wasn't alone, gave him the strength to endure. He took a deep breath, feeling the contraction slowly begin to ease.

Orion helped him onto the bed, arranging pillows to support him. "Rest for a moment," he said softly, his eyes filled with love and concern. "You're doing amazing, Sirius. Just a little longer, and you'll have your baby in your arms."

Sirius nodded, sinking into the bed and closing his eyes. The fear was still there, but so was the unwavering love and support from his father. He knew, no matter how difficult it got, that as long as Orion was by his side, he could face whatever came next.

The minutes blurred together as Sirius lay on the bed, struggling to find even a moment of respite between contractions. His breathing was ragged, and the exhaustion from the labor was etched deeply into every line of his face. The warmth of the room, once comforting, now felt stifling as he fought to manage the pain.

Suddenly, another contraction hit, sharper and more intense than the ones before. The pain surged through Sirius's body with such force it stole his breath away. His eyes widened in alarm as the contraction gripped him, making him cry out.

"Dad!" Sirius screamed, his voice raw and desperate. The sharp pain was overwhelming, a burning wave that seized every muscle in his body. He twisted on the bed, gripping the sheets as if they could offer him relief.

Orion was immediately by his side, concern and determination etched on his face. He reached out, placing a steady hand on Sirius's back, offering what comfort he could. "Sirius, breathe," he urged gently, his voice firm yet soothing. "Just breathe through it. I'm right here."

Sirius's breaths were jagged, his body wracked with the intensity of the contraction. He moaned, his face contorted with the effort. "Hurts… so much," he gasped, his voice barely audible over the sound of his cries.

Orion stayed close, his hand rubbing soothing circles on Sirius's back, trying to ease the tension. "I know, Sirius," he whispered, his voice steady, a calm presence amidst the storm of pain. "It's going to pass. Just hold on a little longer. I'm right here with you."

Sirius's movements grew more frantic as the pain continued to grip him. He twisted and writhed, searching desperately for some escape from the relentless ache, but the contraction seemed endless. His breaths came in short, ragged bursts as he tried to stay grounded.

Orion moved closer, wrapping his arms around Sirius in a comforting embrace. "You're doing so well, Sirius," he said, his voice filled with unwavering support. "Just keep breathing. You've got this."

With Orion's guidance, Sirius focused on his breathing, trying to ride out the wave of pain. The contraction seemed to stretch on forever, but slowly, the intensity began to dull. The sharp edge of the pain faded, leaving only a deep, lingering ache behind.

As the contraction subsided, Sirius's body trembled with exhaustion. He sank back into the bed, his breaths shaky and uneven. Orion stayed close, gently stroking Sirius's hair, offering quiet reassurances.

"It's over for now," Orion said softly, his voice soothing. "You did great. Just a little longer, and we'll be holding your baby."

Sirius closed his eyes, feeling the tension start to melt away. The pain had been intense, but with Orion's support, he had made it through. He took a deep breath, focusing on the calm that followed the storm of pain, knowing that his father's unwavering strength was there to guide him through the rest of the labor.