Zeke POV
Uriah goes off to sort Abbie out, whatever's wrong with her. After about two minutes, Tris suddenly screams.
"Tris. Tris, honey. Are you okay? What's wrong?" I ask frantically.
"Baby... Now... Infirmary." She says, breathing heavy.
"O..o..okay let's go." I say.
We run to the infirmary; me and Four supporting her. When we reach the infirmary, Four finds a wheelchair for her whilst I support her. I put her in it as a nurse directs us into a room.
"You're going to be okay, Tris, it'll be fine." I soothe.
"Yeah, I'd like to see you do this!"
I just stay silent. I can't be doing with last minute hormones.
"Zekey? Can I hold your hand?" She croaks.
"Of course, give me the pain." I say to her.
I can tell she's trying to smile but the pain's too much.
*6 hours later*
Tris POV
"Okay, Tris. It's time to start pushing." The nurse tells me.
I nod and push with all my strength.
"Is that it?" I ask.
"No, honey. A few more of those and we'll have this baby out." The nurse says.
I nod and push again.
"Okay, the head's out!" The nurse announces.
I push again.
"About two more, Tris!"
I push again.
"It's a girl!" The nurse shouts.
I hear Zeke's low sobs and squeeze his hand through my pain.
I push for hopefully the last time.
"She's out!"
I relax and put my arm out for the baby. The nurse hands her over and leaves.
"What should we name her?" I croak, cradling her against my chest.
"I'm not sure." Zeke says softly, stroking her hair.
"How about... damn it. I don't know." I say.
"Okay what do you think about... Katniss Clarissa Pedrad. Kat for short." Zeke suggests.
"Yeah, I like that." I smile.
A/N: I'm being unusually nice right now the amount I'm updating! One vote=next chapter!
