Crazy Nights ;; Evylen/Brett

[EUPHYMIA ISMENE DIMITROULA]

Mia's morning had been relatively uneventful. She had woken up, gotten a shower, and eaten breakfast-all alone, considering that Brett was in morning class this week, and she didn't have to work for a while, since she was on maternity leave. So, it came as a rather large shock when she felt her entire stomach tense up while she was at the sink cleaning her dishes. The pain brought her to the floor and she clutched the side of the counter, closing her eyes.
"Ouch... Not now... Not while Brett's in school... Ugh..." She winced as the contraction ended, and exhaled slowly through her nose, before pulling herself up. Her feet carried her to the cell phone she had left on the couch, and she picked it up, sending Brett a text, considering she couldn't call him in class. He was more likely to read a text, anyway. Now that he had his sight back, he did anything he could to read whatever he could. It was like learning a whole new language for him. She was helping all she could, but she had work to worry about during the first few months of her pregnancy. Now she had all her time to focus on their relationship and the baby. And now Amaryllis was about to pop out of her, while she had no way to get to the hospital at the moment. Groaning, she grabbed her car keys and got into the elevator, calling Elias.
"I need you to come get my bags and things. Mara's coming out. Right now." She groaned as another contraction hit her, and she held onto the rail in the elevator, holding her stomach as she rushed through the lobby. Before she got to the door, a man stopped her and grabbed her arm, blinking.
"Are you in labour?" He asked loudly. Mia stared up at him wide-eyed and wrapped her arms around her best friend, Robert. She didn't know why he was here, but she was damn fucking glad he was.
"Yeah, I gotta get to the hospital. Right now." She nodded and felt another contraction, gripping his arm gently. "She's getting anxious to come out." She bit her lip and let Robert lead her away and to her car, which she tossed the keys to him for.

They motored down the highway towards the hospital and Mia was checked in and hooked up to the machines within two hours. She wasn't sure if Brett had gotten her text, but she was sure that when he did, he'd be running in, guns ablaze, ready to deliver this baby. She only hoped Mara would actually stay inside long enough for Brett to actually be there. That was all she wanted. So, in an effort to soothe the writhing baby inside her, she rubbed her stomach and spoke quietly, telling Mara to calm down, and that Brett would be there soon. Robert was sitting with her for most of the time, running to grab her another glass of water every time she finished the last, but other than that, he was by her side as a surrogate comforter until Brett could get there. Soon enough, Elias was there with her bags, and Mia had recieved a call from Brett saying her was on his way. It was short, but he at least sounded excited, albeit nervous. Now all she had to do was keep herself from popping out the baby.

tags. evylen & brett.
words. A BUNCH.
notes. YAHMANGYAH.
outfit. Clothingggg.
credits. Mememe.

[BRETT ASHTON FISCHER]

brett hated early classes. he'd always been one late to rise, so getting up at six to go learn civil engineering wasn't his cup of tea. all he got to see of mia was when she was just waking up as he was leaving; he always made sure to give her a good bye kiss before he was out the door at six forty to walk to the university. it was only about ten minutes away walking, which left him some time to pick up something from the little old corner shop. this usually consisted of a poppy seed bagel with cream cheese and a 24 ounce black coffee. he'd eat and drink via walking to the university, usually making it there with a minute or so to spare. then he'd sit through two hours of lecturing, taking very sloppy notes on geotechnical engineering. his hand felt unnatural and he often forgot letters; several times he just wanted to write in braille, but the thin loose leaf paper he was using wouldn't work. it was insanely frustrating. brett knew it'd get better, but for now he felt like snapping the damn pencil in half.

then he felt his phone buzz in his pocket. he rarely got texts at all, let alone in the middle of class. mia knew not to call or text him then - so he knew it was important. he unlocked it then strained to see it - the words "labor" and "hospital" were loud and clear though. without a second thought he whipped out his messenger bag and shoved all of his things in loudly. everyone turned to stare and his professor fell silent as he began to run down the stairs. "hospital emergency!" he said breathlessly before flying out the door.

he needed a taxi. now. right now. he stood by the side of the street and waved his arm wildly. why the fuck was no one stopping? brett took a deep breath then slowed his rapid arm movement. soon enough one stopped and he jumped in. "swedish medical hospital, please." he huffed as he pulled out his cell and punched in her number. "mia? hey, hey. yeah, i'm getting a taxi there now. i should be there in ten minutes, okay? i love you." he sounded more stressed out than she did. "could you try and get there as soon as possible? my girlfriend's in labor." brett urged the taxi driver, getting extremely anxious. his leg was almost vibrating, shaking the whole back seat. he rubbed his cheek roughly and absently thought that he was starting to grow a bit of gruff and a shaving was needed.

once they finally got there he paid the driver then literally sprinted into the hospital. "hi, do you know where mia dimitroula is? she's in labor and i'm the father." his mouth stumbled over the words because he trying to get them out too quickly. the woman behind the desk started looking through the computer. "yes, okay, mia got in about two and half hours ago. can i please ask for your name for verification?" oh, come on. the anxiety was starting to turn into a physical pain, coming in the form of a stomach and head ache. "brett fischer." she nodded then told him she was in room 310. "i'll get someone to escort you, wait one second." less then a minute later a man in scrubs was leading him through the confusing halls of the hospital. "about to be a dad, eh?" he asked with a friendly smile. brett simply nodded in response. "i'm happy for you. i mean, you seem a bit young, but life is unpredictable, right? it's great, though, being a father." brett shrugged and gave him an absent pan-am smile. "thanks. i'm really excited myself."

once they were at 310 his escort left him to be alone with mia, robert, elias, and a nurse. she was strapped up to several machines and looked in pain though somewhat happy. he smiled thankfully at robert and elias before turning his full attention to mia. "sorry it took so long. how do you feel?" brett asked, his voice tight and cracking at the end. he was just so nervous. what if the birth went wrong? of course it wouldn't. he'd seen visions of both mia's and mara's beautiful faces. but still, what if that'd just been a dream? oh god. he needed some fucking valium.

TAGS mia, rhia
OUTFIT lol
MUSIC interpol
COMMENTS oh my god brett needs to calm his tits

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[EUPHYMIA ISMENE DIMITROULA]

Laughing a bit after Brett's entrance, she tossed her hands in the air and threw them around his neck.
"I don't feel anything~" She chimed happily, giving him a big, sloppy kiss of the lips. "I love you, though!" She poked his nose and flopped back into her seat, wiggling her but a bit to get comfortable. Elias was just standing there, shaking his head and laughing.
"They gave her an extra dose of... Whatever the hell it was, and told us to watch her for changes." He shrugged a bit and pointed to the monitors. "Everything seems to be fine in there. She had a bit of an elevated blood pressure, but that went away as soon as they gave her the medicine." He grinned a bit and folded his arms across his chest. Both of his sons were home with Corinne, and here he was, going through the whole process again with his little sister. Mia was a trooper, though. And she seemed to be just fine now that they had her doped up as high as the sky and the heavens beyond.

Mia let her head hand back on the pillow with her eyes closed as the two men talked. She didn't want to interrupt; man talk was important. So she just lingered in the background and hummed to herself while she rubbed her stomach absently.
"They gave me the goooood stuff." She sang, flopping her head from side-to-side, before giggling a bit. Suddenly, she jerked up and blinked, still holding her stomach.
"Ouch... Ow! Ohhh, it hurts again." She grabbed the small controller with the red button on it, and pressed it twice, and man came hulking in, smiling, though his face was anxious.
"It wore off already? Or did the little one drop?" He sat at the foot of the bed and blinked, eyes wide. "Well, you seem to be doing much of the impossible, miss Dimitroula... Not only is the baby dropped, but she's coming out. Right now. Without you pushing." His eyes went wide and he looked around, before calling for another few nurses. The next few minutes went by quickly. The doctor, being wheeled down with her, while he was still down between her legs, making sure the baby would be alright if she did come out without the proper equipment, the nurses hooking her up to a few machines and the way Brett and Elias were just standing in the operating room like they didn't know what to do with themselves.

Mia laughed a bit once they were all settled, and the doctor left to scrub up and come back to deliver her baby. She looked over to Brett and reached out for his hand, snagging it by his pinky finger. She tugged him over and squeezed his hand tightly, before kissing him.
"Hey, so, I'm about to give birth to your kid. I let it pretty much ruin my body for the past nine months. So don't faint, okay? Don't even blink. Because you might miss it. And it's not something you want to miss." She nodded. Elias laughed a bit at her and walked to the other side of the bed, pushing her hair out of her face.
"That's almost exact what my wife said to me. Except she told me that if I ever got her pregnant again, she'd punch me in the face, and break a couple of my ribs..." He added. Mia grinned and looked between him and Brett, before winking at Brett.
"That too. Considering I feel exactly like my ribs have been broken." She nodded and blinked as the doctor return in his scrubs.
"Let's deliver that little girl, then, shall we?" He pulled his mask up and settled between her legs, before looking up to her. "Push."

tags. evylen & brett.
words. A BUNCH.
notes. YAHMANGYAH.
outfit. Clothingggg.
credits. Mememe.