Zacharias Smith (spoonful_osnark) wrote in snark_n_bark, @ 2008-07-29 17:33:00 |
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Entry tags: | complete, debi, junior, zach |
They call it labor
Characters: Debi, Zach and others in the OB room
Summary: A Junior is born
Zach eased himself behind Debi when she bent forward with another contraction, sliding his hands to the small of her back and massaging wide circles against the tightening muscles. Every grunt, every groan, every stifled scream hit him like a blunt axe to the midsection and he felt like the most worthless human on the planet. His instincts were to protect her, to keep her from pain and yet here he was, doing nothing more than simple massage when it sounded as if she was being ripped apart from the inside.
"S'going well, love. You're progressing well. Transition's the hardest part, but it's also the end of the race. Get through this and we'll have our Junior finally. Eight centimetres down, two to go," he rattled off the nonsense into her ear when she paused from straining long enough to hear him.
It sounded feeble, the words he'd said to other mother's he'd helped through the process (few though they were) and he swore he'd never utter another platitude again. Because now he knew just how empty those words were.
"I love you," he said with a kiss to her wet cheek. "You're brilliant," he added sincerely, knowing there was no other word for the miracle she was performing...right before his eyes.