Cherished (Wanted 4)

“The suitcase! I don’t think I packed it in the truck! Shit!” Scott said as he took off running toward the truck.

“Jessie, did they just start, sweets?” Ellie asked me.

“Well, I felt the first one right about when Scott came out with y’all.”

“How many have you felt since then?” Heather asked as she dried off Libby.

“I think that was the third one?” I said as I watched Scott running like an idiot over to his truck.

The next thing I knew, my father was walking up. “Is it time?”

I honestly didn’t know what to say. Am I in labor? Is this it? “I don’t—”

“I’ve got it!” Scott yelled.

I looked past my father and saw Scott running back up. He had a huge smile on his face. The next thing I saw was Scott tripping over Scarlet, who had run in front of him and cut him off, while he was trying to hurdle the lounge chair, and then he landed in an awkward position.

The moment I heard him cry out in pain, my heart dropped to my stomach…and then I had a contraction.

“Oh my god!” I screamed out.

Ari and Heather were running toward Scott, but then they stopped and ran back to me.

“What?” Ari skidded to a stop in front of me.

I started shaking my head frantically. “I-I don’t know! Oh my god! Is he hurt? Ah…motherfucker!”

“Motherfucker, I want to be a motherfucking cowboy!” Matthew called out.

Sue and Mark walked up to him and started to tell him not to say that.

“But Jeff and Jessie said it,” Matt said.

Mark smiled. “At least we moved on from mudderfucker.”

Sue just looked at Mark, and I glanced back over toward Scott. Jeff and Gunner both ran into each other, trying to turn and go into the house, each saying something about getting ice. Jeff yelled out in pain, and Gunner tripped. He lost his balance, and he started to fall backward.

Oh no…this is not going to be good.

“Gunner! Watch out!” Ellie called.

Gunner reached for Jack, who reached for Greg, who reached for Mark…who saw what was about to happen and took a step back before Greg could grab a hold of him.

The next thing I knew, Gunner, Jack, and Greg were in the pool. Mark walked up behind Jeff and gave him a good push. Jeff ended up going into the water as well.

“Daddy!” Ari called out.

“What? He has a swimsuit on,” Mark said.

I couldn’t help but giggle at Jeff’s expression when he was getting out of the pool. I glanced up at my father, who was standing there, shaking his head along with Garrett.

“What in the hell is wrong with you group of people? My daughter is in labor, and you’re playing around!” Drake said.

I turned my head to see Scott sitting on the ground while Josh had ice on Scott’s ankle. I made my way to Scott and tried to get down, but I was so damn big that I could hardly move.

“Scott, are you okay?” I asked as I attempted to sit down on the lounge chair.

“Don’t sit. We’re going right now. We have to get you to the hospital.” Scott said in a panicked voice.