[Larkin]

Addison hobbled up to the counter, having taken the city bus. He couldnt drive himself, as he never received a license. Already panting, he gripped the edge of the counter as he came up. "A-Ah, I... I need help..." he whispered, placing a hand over his swollen abdomen. He was scared. Very scared. Bishop wasn't here, but at least for his second child, he made it to the hospital. Little Eric was five now. "Margo-oooooooooohhh......" he let out a moan as a wetness covered his lower half. Addison blushed in embarrassment at the mess on the floor and in his pants, but it hadn't been his choice.