Sooo...A lot of the names (Nate, Sandra and Cassidy) are actual names I used as Cato and Cloves siblings in my story Stay~~A Clato fanfic...just in case you are wondering...Go check it out if you want.
Cloves PoV
I snap awake to a sudden pain.
"Ca-Cato!" I gasp.
He shifts slightly and I shake his arm.
He doesn't move.
"Cato!" I hiss again.
I shake his arm again, and another wave of pain hits.
Suddenly I let out a loud wail, and Catos eyes snap open.
"Clove?!"
"Th-the ba-baby!" I huff.
His bright blue eyes widen, as he jumps out of bed and races to help me stand up.
"Already?"
"YES!" I shriek as another wave of pain hits me.
Cato looks panicked as he races to grab himself a shirt, not bothering to change out of his pajama pants.
"Er-ah...Clothes...for you," he says scrambling around.
"CATO!" I screech.
He grabs the first thing he sees. His huge hockey jersey, and a pair of my shorts.
He helps me slide them on, then scoops me up in his arms, and races down the stairs.
I am breathing heavily, as Cato races outside down the driveway.
"It's ok babe, we're gonna get you to the hospital," Cato pants placing me in the passengers seat of his car, as he tries to buckle the seat belt over my absolutely huge belly.
Most women probably aren't this big when they are pregnant. But I'm carrying twins. And the fact that I am sort of a small person in general...well...you get the idea...
Cato jumps into the drivers seat and pulls out of the driveway swiftly.
I glance down at the cars clock.
3:34 AM
Great timing for me to give birth. I would've liked at least another hour of sleep.
I let out another moan and Cato rests his hand on top of my stomach.
"You've got this! Just a little bit to the hospital."
I nod and try to take deep breaths, to calm myself down.
"Ho-how much longer?!"
"Erm...about twelve minutes..."
"AHHH!"
Cato nearly jumps out of his skin as I let out another scream.
"I'm sorry baby! I'm trying to drive faster!"
"N-not yo-your fault."
About five minutes pass, and Cato glances over at me.
"All good?"
"No!"
His face is full of worry as he grasps both hands onto the steering wheel, with a determined expression.
"Even if we get pulled over, I think the police will make an exception."
"They better!" I hiss through clenched teeth, "GO CATO!"
He goes faster, and I swear I am about to burst, when finally, finally we turn onto the hospitals road.
"CATOOOOO!"
