The Birth (Ella/Kit)
Author’s Note: This fic was requested by several people, and yet again, I cannot find any proper message about it but I swear this was requested :P Why am I so dumb? Anyways, I don’t know if this was what you guys wanted, but I like it, at least a little. P.S. I have a chronic disorder of messing up titles, which is why all the fanfic titles are absolutely horrible, I am so very sorry. You can also find the fic here! Enjoy :)
“Do you remember when we first met?” Usually the sound of Kit’s voice was the one thing that would surely bring Ella back from her daydreaming, but today it was not working. And to be honest, no one could blame Ella.
She was sitting on their bed, clutching onto the sheets, her legs wide, screaming in pain. After a nine month long wait, it was finally time. And Kit was almost as nervous as she was, but he kept putting on a brave face and holding onto her hand, no matter how hard she squeezed it.