Faith was ready to knock Emily unconscious and stick her in the trunk for the rest of the drive to the hospital. She was literally bouncing up and down in the backseat, squealing about new babies and yammering so fast that Sam and Faith were having a hard time even understanding what the hell she was trying to say.
When they finally got in the hospital, Faith threaded her arm through Emily's and gave her arm a hard squeeze to bring her back down as Sam asked which room was Solvei's. Finally they had directions and Faith let go of Emily's arm as they walked in Sol's room.
"Solvei!" Emily yelled, running over to Solvei and sitting next to her on the bed. "Oh my God. How are you feeling? How far apart are the contractions? Are you remembering to breathe?" She asked in a rush as her hand strayed gently to Solvei's engorged midsection.
"Yo. You look like you're ready to pop." Faith added in with a shrug as she leaned against the wall.