For Better Or For Worse (rewrite/ Continuation)

Chapter 53

Two days later, April 7 2000,

"Michael, it's time" Gail mentioned while she barged into the master bedroom at the middle of the night

"What?" Tracee asked, woke up and sat up

"My water just broke I think" Gail replied

"What?" Tracee gasped while Michael sat up to rub the sleep out of his eyes

"Yes, now tell your husband to hurry up! I'll be in the car" Gail replied

"And I thought you were pushy" Michael answered and smiled at Tracee

"Oh shut up" Tracee replied and smiled at him "Go, help my sister, I'll stop by a few hours later and I'll call my parents, they're probably already in California, expecting their grandchild to be born any day now" She continued and picked up the phone on the bedside table while Michael changed clothes

"Yes, please be in time to take over when the real birthing thing begins, knowing your sister, she'd break my hand or worse blames me and all men for her pain at that moment" Michael replied while putting on a fresh t-shirt and button down shirt

"No honey, you promised to be her birthing assistant, I didn't" Tracee mentioned

"You can be so mean" Michael replied and shook his head

"I know" Tracee smiled

"I love you anyway" Michael replied and went to brush his teeth

"Not as much as I love you" Tracee told him

"We'll see...anyway see you in a few hours at the hospital" Michael replied and kissed her before rushing to a impatient Gail in the car

"The fuck took you so long? I could be having my baby in this damn car" Gail began the second Michael sat in the car "You took the time to spray some aftershave stuff on? Am I a joke to you?" She continued and shook her head

"Geez woman you do know it will be hours, maybe not even today before you hold the baby, right?" Michael replied and started the car and drove off

"Oh shut up, you did this to me!" Gail replied

"Excuse me? I did this to you?" Michael replied

"Yes, your stupid way too fucking nice dumbass gave that deadbeat sperm donor a chance to reconnect with me, see why YOU did this to me?" Gail replied while she tried to breathe through a contraction

"Girl please you were the one that had sex with him and got pregnant, don't blame me for that" Michael replied

"Oh fuck you" Gail scoffed "And fuck this cramps" She added

"Wait hold up....why are the contractions already so quik?" Michael asked

"How the fuck do I know! You're the one with more exp- fuck" Gail began and held on to her baby bump "Fuck fuck fuck that one hurt" She cursed

"No,nonono" Michael gasped "No, you're not having one of those crash births or whatever its called again when you gave birth within an hour after the water breaks" He continued and floored the gas pedal

"Fuck, shit I think I am" Gail gasped "Fuck, you have to pull over and Oh shit" She breathed and held onto her bump "It fucking hurts!" She cried

"Fuck...no this can't be happening" Michael replied and parked the car next to the road "You didn't bring a phone, did you?" He asked

"No, you?" Gail asked while trying to calm her breathing

"No, fuck...do you think we can make it back to the Ranch? It's only a few miles back" Michael replied