Chance Ball Chapter 156: Rush

“The best thing is… I can very easily outrun you… because all I’d have to do is walk,” he said with a cheeky grin, making sure he had leaned back out of striking range when he said it. 

“Die in a hole, Dabi,” you seethed. 

Pregnancy was no longer fun for you.

Although Dabi was being an ass, deep down he was concerned for you, but didn’t quite know how to show his feelings and so buried them under cheekiness and assholery- which was how he dealt with a lot of things.

Two days later, you had an appointment with your obstetrician and waddled into his surgery looking very tired and just DONE with everybody and everything.

“Please get this baby out,” you begged him as you dropped yourself into the chair.

“I would like to,” he replied as he put his stethoscope around his neck and walked around the desk to you.

He listened to bubs heart, then yours, then took your blood pressure.

“Have you been feeling ok?” he asked.

“No. I’m tired, everything aches and I feel too heavy,” you admitted, looking silently down at your swollen belly.

“Your blood pressure is a little high and while I’m not immediately concerned about that, I do think we should look at getting this little one out as quickly as possible.”

“Yep. Listen, at this point, if you could just take a chainsaw to my stomach…” You gestured to your belly and where he could make the incision while making the sound of a chainsaw.

“You know what’s funny? All of my clients say the same thing at this stage in the pregnancy,” he said with an amused look on his face, “I’m going to go ahead and call the closest hospital and book you in, then I’d like for you to make your way there and we’ll induce you.”

You nodded, “I’ll just call my man in. He’s still in the car, hoping I’ll come out with a baby in arms,” you said as you grunted at getting up.

The doctor nodded and let you go to get Dabi while he booked you into the hospital.

“Hey, we’re going to the hospital,” you said to Dabi as he put his driver side window down to talk to you.

“Are you in labour? Is this it? Are you gonna have the baby now?” he asked nervously.

“Well I sure as hell hope this is it! I’m so sick of being pregnant. It sounds like the doctor is going to make it happen so get ready to roll.”

“Fuck. I’m not ready,” Dabi panicked, “I’m not ready.”

“I sure as fuck am! I’ll check and make sure the doctor has booked me in and then we’ll go!” You turned and waddled slowly, leaning back a little with one hand under your belly to hold the baby weight, as you headed back into the doctor’s surgery.

In another short 10 minute, you waddled back out to the car and got in, then pointed ahead.

“To the hospital,” you announced.

“I can’t go straight ahead, I’ll drive straight into the building. It’s a good thing I’m in charge of directions here,” Dabi said as he put the car in reverse and placed a hand on your headrest as he looked over his shoulder to reverse backwards.

As you pulled into the hospital driveway you felt a little faint and rested your head back against the headrest for a second.

Dabi saw and scrunched his face with concern.

“Babe? You good?”

“Yeah. I just feel a little faint,” you admitted.

“That’s not good,” Dabi thought as he found a parking spot and stopped the car.

He very quickly got out and came around to your side and opened the door for you but you didn’t move.

“Babe… come on, you gotta get out,” he said with fear rising in his voice when you seemed to be getting more and more sleepy.

He reached for your hand and it felt a little clammy and he started to panic more.

“Come on,” he said more urgently, “get up, get up…”

He reached in and undid your belt and pulled your body to his.

The shift in weight bought you around again and you turned your head to look at him.

“I have a massive headache,” you mumbled. 

“We gotta get you into the hospital, come on, stay with me,” he grunted as he helped you out of the car seat.

With a lot of struggling, he managed to get you out of the car and off to the hospital and as soon as he got inside he called for the nurses attention.

“Hey, a little help?” Dabi called loudly.

Two nurses at the closest station looked up and came running to help you as your legs had started to collapse again and while they held you up one called for a wheelchair.

You were promptly wheeled into the closest birthing unit and helped up onto the bed while one nurse took your blood pressure.

“It’s really high,” she announced to one of the other nurses there, “I’m pretty sure this is the one the doctor called in about a half hour ago.”

“Yeah. Yeah it is,” Dabi said, still worried about your well-being.

Just then a senior nurse came in with some equipment and got her other nurses into work mode, all of them milling around you and getting you ready for something.

Dabi stepped back and watch as they tottled around you, fixing your lines and injecting you with other things.

As they moved away a little, Dabi came back to the head of the table and held your hand in his.

You weren’t exactly with it and only vaguely remembered this part.

The next thing you remembered was excruciating pain and a voice calling your name from the end of the hospital bed.

You let out a loud pain filled cry and opened your eyes.

“Y/N, you need to push, honey,” the voice said, “big push for me…”

Another round of excruciating pain and you hollered out again and pushed.

“That’s it! Well done, love, again if you can, we just need 2 more pushes and you’ll be done… come on now,” the voice encouraged.

Just then Dabi’s voice interrupted. “Holy FUCK is that the head?! Is that the head?! Shit, OH SHIT!” 

“Can someone please get him out of here?” The first voice asked and you heard Dabi’s voice getting a little distant as he was swiftly removed from the end of the bed so that he couldn’t make comments on your little one being birthed.

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