No one could stop them - Part Two ~ A.R

~ twenty seven ~

A/N hiya everyone, I've managed to write a few more parts and I've really enjoyed it so I'll be posting a lot more frequent :)

My water only broke at eight so we had stayed home because my contractions weren't that bad.

After two hours, less rang her mum and asked if her and Mario could come round and watch the girls so we could go to the hospital.

With twenty minutes, there was a knock at the door.

Less opened it, greeting them inside.

"Hi, livvy." Carol said, hugging me. "Baby time?"

"Yeah. I think he wants out quickly." I joke, although my contractions weren't getting worse and more frequent every minute.

"You two best get going then." Mario said

"Yeah, we will. I'll grab the bags." Less tells me and I nod, putting my shoes on and heading to the car.

Less packed the car with the bags and we set off for the hospital.

I throw my head back as a contraction hit, my breath hitching.

"These look bad, livvy."

I just nodded as Alessia's hand squeezed my thigh.

The nearest hospital to us that we'd been registered with was just under an hour away so we had quite a drive.

We must have been twenty minutes away when the pressure and pain got unbearable.

Contractions were hitting every two minutes and by the time I had gotten over the last one, a new one hit.

"Fuck, I can feel him moving down less. He's not waiting."

"We'll get there, baby. You're doing so well."

"Lessi, I think I need to push. I can feel him."

"Holy shit." Less mutters. "Livvy, I'll pull over."

"Fuck, less." I groan

Less quickly dials 999, and they quickly start to guide less on what to do.

Less helps me pull down my joggers I was wearing.

I lift my leg into the dashboard, my head resting against the back of the seat and pain took over.

"Shit. I can feel the babies head." Less states and the person over the phone guides less on what to do next.

"Do you have any towels or blankets in the car?" The responder asks

"We have a blanket in the back." Less says and reaches to the back seat to get one of the girls blankets.

"Okay, so you're going to lay it on Olivia's chest and then tell Olivia that when a next contraction hits, push. Now, Alessia, when Olivia is pushing, you need to guide the baby out. Just support its head and gently pull. Can you do that?"

"Yeah, yeah, I can do that." Less leans over, and presses a kiss on my head. "You've got this, pretty girl. I know you do."

"I'm gonna push, lessi."

I push and less does what she is told.

"You're so strong, livvy." Less pauses. "His heads nearly out."

"Perfect. Just keep repeating that until baby arrives."

"I can feel our baby, liv."

I, out of breath, look at less to see her with a smile on her face.

"Our baby's nearly here." Less smiles, kissing my temple.

"If you can, try catch your breath Olivia."

"My next contractions coming." I tell lessi and she nods, kissing my head as I begin to push.

"Okay. Ready to push?" Less asks and I nod. "Just the shoulders now, livvy."

"I'm not doing this again. You're carrying the next one." I tell Less before continuing to push.

"Okay, pretty girl." Less laughs, kissing my sweaty temple.

I nod my head as a signal before pushing.

"That's it, Livvy. One more push."

I push with all my might and as soon as I stop, the pain disappears and a cry was heard.

"He's here. You did it, livvy. I am so proud of you." Less repeatedly kisses my head as we look at our baby boy on my chest.

"Don't cut his umbilical cord. I can hear he's crying so that's all good. There should be an ambulance waiting for you in the next lay by. Keep me on call until you get there. Alessia, can you just check to see if Olivia's got any bleeding?"

"There's no blood. Just a bit but nothing major." Less explains, quickly checking but keeping her hand on our sons back.

"I'm gonna start driving okay?" Less tells me and I nod.

"Our new merc." I joke, not taking my eyes off our baby.

In response, less rests a hand on my thigh, and I look at her to see tears running down her cheeks.

"He's perfect." Less whispers, as she quickly looks at him.

"He is."

"What time is it?" I ask as Alessia quickly reaches for her phone.

"12:25. Christmas Day."

I laugh slightly, resting my head against the chair in exhaustion.

Within ten minutes, we were in the ambulance and on the way to the hospital.