[Lovebite]

That hour was long and agonizing, he struggled to keep himself focused on what really mattered, on breathing through the pains and being as comfortable as he could despite it all. He had moved to the floor, he needed something steady to kneel against and the wooden floors seemed his best bet, he didn't was the bed or water any more. If he just laid there, he could almost forget what was going on, he could drift off again into sleep until another contraction was snaking its way through his body,"Towels... Get towels!"he groaned as he turned onto his side, hands running over the tight orb of his belly, it was too late though when finally fluids spilled out of him. A sob escaped him and he pressed a hand against his face, forcing himself to take deep, heavy breaths and shift away from the puddle he had no choice in making. His water had broken, it was really happening now.