As True Love Lives On: Newt X Reader (Sequal!!!)

Chapter 18

You are nine months pregnant and a week late from your due date. Luckily you haven't experienced any seizures or anything like that. You've been having many contractions, but not ones that defined labor, though you've had about two flase alarms. 

Everything was ready for when the children arrive. Three cribs, blankets, clothes, formula, diapers, etc. And of course, their names (not to be revealed until birth)

You were getting really OCD about the way your tent looked. Newt didn't want you to move an inch while you were close to labor, so you had Gally, Minho, Frypan, and Thomas clean your tent. Of course you were yelling at them whenever they put things in the wrong spot left a small spot untouched. 

One day you were talking with Thomas, Gally, Newt, Minho, Frypan, and Brenda. That's when you decided to break the news to them. "Guys, I'm afraid I have bad news..." you say, changing the subject you were just on. "What's wrong?" Brenda asked, worriedly. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you guys sooner, but when Newt and I went for our end-of-second trimester-appointment, Dr. Pillsbury said I would have major birth complications..."

Total silence. "What the hell is that supposed to mean?" Gally asked with his moody attitude. "She found out that the babies are clamping to close together, putting pressure on one of my arteries in my uterus and during birth, either one of the babies, or me...won't make it..."

Looks of sadness, anger, and worry spread throughout your group. Brenda was on the verge of crying. Frypan had the same face like he did the day you lost Winston. Thomas's face looked like he just watched Chuck die again. Gally seemed angry and worried. Minho's eyes were watering. 

"She's gonna fix it, right?" Gally spoke up in an angry tone. "She said she'd try." you reply, your eyes started to sting as you rubbed your belly, feeling a few kicks. "We can't lose you, Y/N. You're too important to us." Brenda replied. Everyone agreed in nods and some quiet remarks. "I know. But, it is what it is and we can't stop it now. Dr. Pillsbury hasn't said anything yet."
"-It's been three months!" Gally yelled. "I know, I know." you reply. "But, I guess you can put it the same way as trying to find a cure for the flare. It's hard to find..."

Gally stood up in rage. "Where are you going?" Newt asked. "To see that Doctor. Make her find a cure faster." he started to stomp away. "Gally no!" you yelled, getting up too fast. You started to feel a pain in your abdomen. You grab your stomach and wince. "It's not worth it." you wheeze. Gally ignores you and stomps off. 

Everyone else gets up too and follows Gally. "Guys!" you yell. "I'll try and stop them. Stay here." Newt says, kissing your forehead and running off. "Newt!" you yell.

You knew he couldn't stop all of them, so you slowly start to walk towards the medical tent. Only midway of getting there, you start to hear the loud protests coming from the medical tent. The muffled protests seemed to echo inside your head. Your world felt like it was spinning. You then collapse on the ground, still conscious. You felt as if you fell into a puddle, You see your shorts drenched in a clear liquid. Your water broke...

You then felt a sharp pain in your abdomen. Worse than the contractions you were having earlier in your pregnancy. You scream in pain.

In the medical tent as Newt was trying to stop the others from killing Dr. Pillsbury.
"You can't let her die!"
"We need her, damn it!"
"Cure her, you shank!"
"We can't lose her!"

Newt was failing at trying to get them to shut up, until they heard an ear piercing scream.
Everyone froze. "Y/N!" they all said in unison. They all ran outside to see you on the sandy floor, screaming in pain. Newt and the boys reached her quickly. "Y/N! Are you alright?" Newt asked.
"NO!" you scream. 
"Get her to the tent!" Dr. Pillsbury says.