A/n- Okay. I know the story has had kind of a slow start, but I promise it will pick up in the next couple chapters. A lot of the stuff about the labor was from personal experience, minus the back labor. Thankfully I didn’t have to deal with that. I’m sorry if anything else is incorrect! I’ll put together a masterlist for this story at some point today. Also, I tried to make this chapter fluffier. I think I did pretty well… As always, let me know what you think! Love, Alyson
Word count: 1,833
Warnings: Angst in the beginning, major baby feels, BABY FLUFF (I get baby fever super easily, so I felt like this needed a warning!), medical talk and labor (nothing graphic)
Chapter summary: Reader makes a hard decision regarding Dean; Mary makes her entrance into the world.
Characters: Reader, various OFCs (including baby Mary!)
Italics indicate someone on the other end of the phone and internal thoughts.
After she left, your mind started racing again. You picked up your phone to call her back in here, but instead, you dialed another number. Not entirely on purpose, but not exactly by accident either…
“Y/N?” The voice was barely a whisper, but you had heard it.
You breathed out a breath you didn’t realize you were holding as you felt a warm gush between your legs.
You couldn’t breathe. Had you really called him? And your friggin water just broke! What the hell was happening?!
“Princess I know you’re there. I can practically hear the panic from here. Please…just talk to me…what’s going on? I’ve been so damn worried about you. I thought…when we couldn’t get a hold of you…I thought something…happened. Please, just tell me you’re alright, and if you never wanna speak to me again that’s fine. I just need to know you’re okay Y/N…”
You couldn’t think. He deserved to know that you were at least okay. “I’m fine Dean. Great actually. Just had a few drinks, and must’ve dialed you out of habit. I’m sorry I worried you, but this was the only way for me to make things work. I couldn’t really get out if I was still talking to you and Sam all the time could I? If you’re ever near Orlando, and not working a case, feel free to look me up. I’m just outside. I lo-”
“Please don’t say that. I can’t handle you saying that before you tell me goodbye. It may be selfish of me, but I’m trying here. You left, Y/N. And you took my heart with you. So please don’t say that unless you are coming home, or want me to come to you. If that’s what you want, I’ll leave right now. Sammy will be fine on his own, and you and I can have the whole apple pie life together…”
“Dean…I…” You took a deep breath, preparing yourself for the words about to come out of your mouth. “I wasn’t going to say I love you. Because I don’t. I never have. I was going to say I love that you and Sam care enough to worry. Like I said, if you’re ever near Orlando, look me up. But I’m out, so don’t you dare bring trouble around. Got it? Goodbye Dean Winchester.”
You hung up. You would have broken down if you had listened to what he had to say. You could feel the tears streaming down your face, but it was like you were completely detached. You couldn’t feel the overwhelming sobs racking your body, or hear the gasping breaths you took in between the sobs. You had just ripped his heart out. The man you loved. Possibly the only man you’ll ever love…
A sharp pain through your belly reminded you that you needed to get to a hospital. You tried to calm yourself enough to gather a few things you knew you would need, but you couldn’t see through the tears and the searing pain of the contractions. You gave up, knowing that Tori would grab some things for you before she came to see you. You grabbed your phone as you sat back down on the bed and dialed 9-1-1.
“911 what is your emergency?”
“I-I’m in la-labor. M-my water just b-broke!” You were still sobbing and could barely stutter out the words.
“Okay sweetie. I need you to take a couple deep breaths for me. You can do this. The less oxygen you have in your system, the more it’s going to hurt, and the more you’ll panic. Just listen to my voice; help is on the way. Is there anyone else there to help you?”
You knew she didn’t mean anything by it, but it was a painful reminder of what you had just done. “No I-I’m alone. I don’t have anybody.” That wasn’t entirely true, you had Tori. But you didn’t want her to see you like this.
“Alright honey, that’s okay. You got me. My name is Delilah. I’m gonna stay on the phone with you until your help arrives. They should only be a few minutes. Can you tell me your name and how old you are?”
“Y/N. Y/N Y/L/N. I’m 25.”
“Okay great! Perfect age for a perfect baby. Matt and Leo are going to be pulling up any minute. Is your door unlocked?”
You had to think about it. You didn’t remember hearing the deadbolt click when Tori left. “I’m not sure, to be honest. But there is a spare buried in the flower pot to the right of the front door. It’s on the left side, closest to the handle. About an inch down. It’s in a bulky black box, they can’t miss it.”
“You are so smart! Most people keep them on top of the door frame. I had to move mine when I was pregnant though. My big self couldn’t stretch up that far!”
You heard a knock at the door, and then someone calling your name. “Miss Y/N? My name is Matt. I’m an EMT, and I’m here with my partner, Leo. We’ve come to help. Can you tell us where you are?”
“Delilah they’re here!” You pulled the phone away from your face for a moment. “I’m upstairs!” you called. “Master bedroom! To the left of the stairs!” When you heard heavy footfall on the stairs, you turned your attention back to Delilah. “Thank you so much Delilah. I feel so much better. Thank you for getting me help.”
“You are so welcome, sweet girl. You take care now, and Matt and Leo will take great care of you and that precious baby. They’ll get you to the hospital. Good luck mommy! You’re gonna do great. Bye Y/N.”
“Bye Delilah.” You hung up just as the EMTs came walking into your bedroom with a stretcher. They quickly got you loaded up and into the ambulance. As they took off, Matt began taking all your vitals. Without Delilah as a distraction, you began feeling the pain of the contractions again. Matt was kind enough to give you his hand to squeeze. After what felt like hours, you made it to the hospital. The whole ride there, Matt had held your hand and told you what a great job you were doing. Several nurses and a doctor rushed forward as they wheeled you into the hospital.
“This is Y/N Y/L/N. She’s 25 years old, 39 weeks pregnant. Water broke about 20 minutes ago, but complained of a bad backache all day. I think she was having back labor, from what she described. Contractions are about 3 minutes apart. BP is a little elevated, but not abnormal for a woman in labor, normal temp, and baby’s heartbeat sounds great.”
He gave your hand one last squeeze. “This is where our adventure ends dear. You’ve done so well! You’re in fantastic hands here. They’re gonna take great care of you.”
“Thank you Matt. And you too Leo.”
30 minutes later and you were finally in a room of your own. The doctor on call told you that you were too far dilated to start an epidural, so you would have to do a natural birth. Son of a bitch.
One of the nurses, Carrie, brought you some ice chips. “You’re my only patient, so I can stay in here with you if you’d like.”
“That would be nice actually. I don’t have anyone else to be here and…I’m really scared…”
“Not a thing to be scared about love. You are gonna be just fine. And soon, you’ll get to meet that beautiful little girl of yours! Do you have a name already?”
You could feel the next contraction coming on, and you knew she was trying to distract you. “Mary Grace. After both her grandmothers.” You ground the answer out from between clenched teeth. You were doing your best to breathe through the pain, but Chuck did it hurt!
“Ooowhee! That was a strong one honey. Let’s give you a check and make sure you’re still progressing.” As she checked, she let out a chuckle. “I’m gonna go get the doc. It’s time to have us a baby!”
You felt your face pale. I can’t do this. I’m a hunter, not a mother! I’m not suitable to raise this child. She’ll always be in danger… What if-
The doctor coming in broke your thoughts. “Alright! I hear it’s time to push. Are you ready to meet your daughter Miss Y/L/N?”
Apparently Carrie saw the look on your face and recognized it. She was immediately by your side and taking your hand in hers. “Shhh sweetie, you can do this. You are not alone. You got me and Dr. Price and her lovely team too. We’ve got you. Ain’t nothing gonna happen to you. I know you’re scared, and that’s okay. Every mom is, no matter how many times they go through this. It comes time to push and they panic. It’s okay though. Don’t you worry your pretty little mind. We got you.”
The older woman was so comforting. You still couldn’t control the tears and borderline hysterical sobs that were ripping through your chest, but she stayed with you. She stroked your hair and held your hand, telling you to squeeze if you needed to.
Dr. Price looked at you. “Alright Y/N, next contraction, I need you to give me a biiig push. Okay?”
You could only nod your head in response to the woman. You felt it coming, and got ready to push, just like she said. Carrie gripped your hand and kept telling you how awesome you were doing. 15 minutes later, she was handing you your little girl.
The hysterics had subsided mostly; now you were just sobbing with joy. Mary was so perfect. She had Blond hair, and the tiniest little button nose. Bright pink lips, and quite the set of lungs. After a few minutes of you talking to her, she calmed down enough to actually look at you. Your heart skipped as you saw her eyes. Bright green. Just like her father. You saw him in every feature after that. She shape of her ears, the shape and color of her lips, the way her eyebrows moved. You knew it was slightly ridiculous, but it hurt so much. She looks so much like him…
Carrie took Mary to get her weight and length, and have Dr. Price sign all the documents. The moment she put Mary back on your chest, your heart fluttered and your baby stopped crying. Like she already knew who you were. You were sure that there was no way your heart could be any more full with joy.
“Welcome to the world, Mary Grace…”
As you sat there feeding your daughter for the first time, you felt at peace for once. Like this is where you belonged. You knew somehow, everything would be okay.
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-Being overwhelmed about every little thing
-“I’m totally gay”
-“HOW CAN SHE BE SO PERFECT? *sobbing*
~Whenever she dances you can see me flipping my shit out :)
-“FUCK OFF LAUREN FUCK OFF”
-“WITH A TREE”
There Will Come a Day When I Will Learn How to Love
Summary: So much fluff you might die. You’ve been warned.
There Will Come a Day When I Will Learn How to Love (Until Then Please Teach Me All You Know)
0 He stands in front of her in awe, lips parted, hands hanging nervously by his side and he keeps reminding himself to breathe. He watches the scene in front of him and can barely believe it’s real, his breath hitches and he feels his chest tighten as his heart grown with every passing moment.
She looks up him, glowing, eyes sparkling and the smile she gives him feels like a cloud lifting him off the ground. “Do you want to hold her?” she whispers, careful not to wake up the small child cradled against her chest.
He takes a step towards her, his knees weak, and he cannot stop staring at the both of them, his wife and daughter. He reaches her and stands there, completely still, and she chuckles at his awkwardness. “Put your arms out, Kurt,” she tells him gently.
Words: 1447 Who: Kristoff, Anna (Kristanna),Elsa, Sven, Olaf Rating: T (language/twigger warning:
pregnancy) Summary: The tabloids come up with
the most interesting things.
Notes: Man has it
been a WHILE since I wrote something. Either way, this little beauty came from
all the football tonight and of course discussing football head canons with the lovely let-it-geaux. I’ve actually wanted to write another fic for this AU for a while now and just haven’t been able to till now. Anyways, look for another fic hopefully soon that will have multiple parts that will be quiet interesting. Enjoy :)