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'can someone please either help me stand or get me a chair?',

I said interrupting Bozer as he spoke about his latest discovery, he looked at me slightly annoyed, Mac walked over to me and held me up right,

'did you seriously interrupt me for that when you could've gotten it yourself?',

Bozer asked with an annoyance in his voice, I looked at him slightly annoyed, he looked at me slightly confused,

'you know Bozer Mac I were thinking of using your name in our sons name but now I'm not too sure',

I said groaning in pain moving my hand to my bump. Mac looked at me slightly annoyed as we weren't going to reveal that. Boze's eyes quickly widened looking down at my bump,

'you're going to name your son after me',

Bozer said putting his hand on his chest, I looked at him slightly annoyed,

'well that is going to be happening rather soon as I am in labour',

I said to him slightly annoyed, his eyes became even wider. Everyone had panic wipe over his face,

'you-you're in labour?',

Mac asked questioning me, I nodded my head at him,

'let's get you to hospital',

Bozer said. Mac looked at me awkwardly,

'slight issue we can't get you to hospital because of the weather so we might have to have the baby here'.

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