02-16-2019, 06:56 PM
It was probably the longest half hour in Hector's life - right after that deadly storm he'd endured that one time their ship nearly crashed. Each time Cassian pushed, Hector would hold back that tight opening of his to help the head emerge. The fluids were drizzling out, things were sticky and slippery, his fingers slipped more than one time. There were times when he was sure he was hurting Cassian, but finally, the head came and stayed, the forehead, the ears, the nose...
When the chin slipped through, Hector felt such relief rushing through him, he himself slumped back in relief. He nodded, pulling himself together knowing this was far from finished, to reach down and feel the cord.
There was only one way to check - to reach in and feel. it was almost scary. The baby was headed down, looking rather fragile with just the head hanging out. His fingers were trembling as he felt, trying to pry his way through the abused opening of Cassian's.
When the chin slipped through, Hector felt such relief rushing through him, he himself slumped back in relief. He nodded, pulling himself together knowing this was far from finished, to reach down and feel the cord.
There was only one way to check - to reach in and feel. it was almost scary. The baby was headed down, looking rather fragile with just the head hanging out. His fingers were trembling as he felt, trying to pry his way through the abused opening of Cassian's.