clarissa-mcfrey:

“GET ME ROOM, PLEASE, BEFORE I GIVE BIRTH IN HIS ARMS!” She sighed with some relief as they led them into a bed. She hadn’t even had a second to rest her head onto the pillow when she felt her next contraction. She gripped for the bar on the bed. Clarissa gripped till her knuckles had gone white. The pain was indescribable. She looked to Sebastian with her jaw clenched. The nurse told her to breathe in and out, but she let out an aggravated scream and threw her head back. 

Grabbing her hand, Sebastian brushed back her hair and looked at the nurse for help. He leaned down and kissed her forehead, “It’s going to be alright, Clarissa, just breath,” he said quietly, holding her hand still, “like the nurse said - breath.” He counted down between her contractions, only getting to 12 before the next one hit her. “Nurse! It’s only twelve seconds between contractions, it must be close!” He said urgently, wanting to get his darling out of this pain she was undoubtedly in.