"NEWT!" I scream.

He comes running over. "What? What's the matter??"

"The baby. It's coming!" I manage.

"What! Now? Really?" He yelps. "What do I do?"

"Get the Med-Jacks!"

"CLINT! JEFF!" Newt screams.

"What? Whats the matter?" Jeff comes running over.

"Vivian going into labor." Newt says.

"Now??" He yelps.

"YES NOW!" I scream.

"How do you know??" He asks.

"I'm having contractions!" I yell.

"Oh crap.." he turns. "CLINT!"

Clint plus Thomas, Gally, Alby and Minho come over.

"What's the matter??" Clint asks.

"Vivians having contractions."

"Oh crap..." Clint mumbles.

"Can you walk?" Jeff asks.

"Maybe." I stand up right as a contraction hits I crouch over.

"Here I'll help her walk." Thomas offers.

"I can help too." Newt says. Newt takes my side again and Thomas takes my other side helping me walk to the med hut.

"I don't know what to do." Thomas admits.

"Obviously!" I hiss. "Time the contractions."

"How?" Newt asks.

"Counting." Jeff says. "Clint count them. Vivian tell me when you get one."

"Right... NOW!" I yell.

"1, 2, 3, 4, 5," he keeps counting.

"Now!" I scream as another one hits.

"3 minutes!" Clint announces.

We make it to the med hut and I lay down on the middle bed.

"Now what?" Thomas asks.

"Thomas leave! Newt leave! Minho leave!" Jeff yells.

"I'm not leaving!" Thomas says. "I'm staying!"

"Thomas leave." Newt says.

"No, Thomas please stay." I say without thinking. "Newt and Minho can stay to if they like."

"Are you sure? It's gunna get..." Jeff stops.

"If they want to stay they can." I repeat.

"I'm staying right here." Thomas says.

"I won't leave. I promise." Newt says.

"I'm staying as well." Minho says.

"Alright then." Jeff says.

"When do we start pushing?" Clint asks.

"When she's about 10 centimeters dilated." Jeff says.

"How do you know when she's 10 centimeters dilated?" Thomas asks.

"You check." I mumble.

"Oh shuck.." Minho mumbles. "Wait 10 centimeters??"

"Yeah." Jeff says. "It will expand to 10 centimeters."

"Holy.. how big is a baby??"

"Bigger then 10 centimeters!" I yell as a contraction hits.

"Alright let's get you prepped for this baby!" Jeff says. He preps me as Thomas and Newt hold my hands.

"Your about 4 centimeters currently so we have time." Jeff says. He looks kinda horrified.

"Ok." Another contraction this one worse.  I groan.

"You ok?" Newt asks.

"In about to push a human out of me I think I'm pretty good right now." I fake a smile.

"Yeah I guess that's actuate." Newt mumbles.

"Wait how do you get the baby out if it's bigger then 10 centimeters?" Minho asks visually confused.

"It rips. Thats why it bleeds and hurts!" I snap as a contraction hits.

"Oh shuck! Oh shuck! Oh shucks oh shucks oh shuck!" Minho yelps. "And women want to have kids??"

"Yes Minho they do." Jeff says. "I'm going to see if your more dilated."

"Ok I say." Then pause. "Can someone get me water?"

"I can!" Minho volunteers running out of the med-hut.

"You're still 4 centimeters dilated." Jeff announces.

"Seriously?" I groan. "Babes why can't you hurry up??"

My only response is a contraction.

"I'm back!" Minho annouces holding a cup of water. "I also did the math and 10 centimeters is a lot."

"Yeah I know!" I yell. "Can I have the water??"

Minho hands me the water. I take a small sip then chug the thing.

"Am I still 4 centimeters?" I ask.

Jeff checks. "Yeah."

"Do you know how to birth a baby?" I ask him.

"Me and Clint read the manual and that's it. Hopefully that'll be enough."

"Thats reassuring.." I mumble. "Wait who deals with the births of animals?"

"Um I'm pretty sure it's Winston." Clint says. "Why?"

"Would he know?" I ask.

"Maybe." Newt says. "Would you want me to get him?"

"That could actually be helpful." Jeff says.

"I'LL GRT HIM!" Minho yells running out once again.

"Ya know I don't think he wants to be here." I say.

"I don't think he does." Thomas agrees.

After awhile Minho comes back with Winston.

"You needed me?" He asks staying real close to the door.

"You birthed the animals before right?" Jeff asks.

"Yeah. A few times. Why?" His face changes to horror. "Oh shuck no! Me birthing a baby?"

"Yeah. You have experience." Clint says.

"No offense to Vivian and the baby but heck no! Animals is one thing but a human?"

"You don't have to actually get close. Just maybe tell us what to do." Jeff suggests.

"Fine. But if Vivian dies don't blaim me."

"That's reassuring." I say.

"You can die?" Minho shrieks.

"Yes!" I yell.

"How??" He yells.

"Blood loss!" I yell back. "How many centimeters dilated am I?"

Jeff checks." What the..."

"What?" I ask.

"Your zero." He says.

"I'm- wait what do you mean?"

"Your zero centimeters? When was the last time you had a contraction?"

"Um.. Before Minho left for Winston I think."

"It must have stopped."  Clint says. "Braxtons hicks."

"What's Braxtons hicks?" Minho asks. "Is Vivian going to die??"

"No, she's not going to die." Clint says.

"Braxtons hicks is fake labor meaning baby is still going to stay in Vivians stomach for a while longer." Jeff explains.

"What the actual heck." I say. "Babes why are you so difficult??"

"Sounds a lot like her mother." Thomas mumbles under his breath.

I look over at him. "Listen her you little sh-"

"VIVIAN." Newt yells. "Language!"

"Wait so back to the whole giving birth thing." Minho says." She's not giving birth?"

"No. It's a fake labor meaning she's still pregnant." Jeff says." It's called Braxtons hicks."

"Oook." Minho says. "I am not ready for the real time."

"So I can go now?" Winston asks.

"Yeah you can go." I say. "Thanks for coming."

"Yeah of course." Winston says then quickly leaves. He pokes his head back in. "There a people out here waiting."

"They can come in." Jeff says. Ian, Fry, Elias and Chuck come running in.

"Where's the baby??" Chuck asks looking around.

"Not here. It was a fake labor." I explain.

"Are you kidding me!" Ian exclaims.

"I feel you." I say.

"Are you ok though?" Frypan asks.

"I'm fine." I promise him. "Honestly I just want to sleep."

"You heard her she wants to sleep." Jeff yells. "Everyone out!"

There are some protests but eventually everyone leaves but me, Jeff, Clint and the Teresa still passed out in the bed beside me.

"Good night." I say before I fall asleep.