get going. I don’t want our baby born in the truck.” He picked up her suitcase and waited as she grabbed a coat. “Shit, I’ve got to let the dogs in. I’m leaving them in the mud room, too.”
He went to call the dogs and Morgana got another cramp.
“Raven, hurry up. We need to go now, honey.” She held her belly, bracing herself against the nearest wall. “I just got a painful cramp and I don’t think it’s supposed to feel like this.”
Now she was starting to worry.
They left the house and Raven made it to the hospital in record time. He watched as Morgana was wheeled away and he went to make sure all their insurance information was correct. A few weeks ago, they had done a tour of the hospital, and he knew what to expect. Although he wasn’t happy about being away from his wife, it wouldn’t be for long.
A nurse came and called his name, Raven Jameson, and he was up in a flash. She directed him to the labor suite Morgana was in.
She smiled at him as she told him to wash up and suit up. “Isn’t it going to take longer?” Raven was confused.
The nurse replied, “The doctor will explain everything to you shortly. Morgana is going to give birth very soon.”
He looked over at Morgana. Though she was in pain, she gave him a thumbs up.
Doctor Mann came in and explained that Morgana was ready to give birth and Raven could cut the cord if he wanted. Of course he wanted to cut the damn cord, but what he really wanted was to know that his wife and baby were fine. This was happening too suddenly for him.
“Isn’t this too soon?” he asked, looking and sounding so unlike his usual tough biker persona. “I thought we had at least three more weeks to go Doc?”
The doctor shook his head. “Son, babies come when they want to come, and Morgana is fine. So is the baby. We just need to see how close the contractions are. I think Morgana was having them for hours and didn’t know. Having sex sped it up. Now you can go hold her hand and let this baby be born.”
Raven didn’t recall much of the next hour. He gave Morgana all the support he could and wished he would have been able to take the pain away from her. She never complained or blamed him as his brothers had warned him. He wasn’t paying attention to anything but wishing her pain into himself.
Doctor Mann told Morgana to give one hard push.
She grabbed Raven’s hand so hard, it hurt.
“Raven, you can cut the cord now. You have a small but fine-looking son.”
The cord was cut, Morgana got to see the baby, and Raven felt faint. He sat down in the chair and watched as Morgana was cleaned up.
She looked pale and exhausted, but happy. “You got your son. I knew you wanted a boy.”
Raven grinned. “Next one will be a girl.”
Morgana smiled as Raven began to sing Creed’s With Arms Wide Open . Yeah, life was going to be just fine. She had her ol’ man, her son, and all of her dreams.
The End.
It is not enough for a man to know how to ride; he must know how to fall.
~Mexican Proverb
I have so many people to thank, the list would be endless. You all know who you are anyway. My editor and also a wonderful writer himself, Daryl Banner. He gets my kind of crazy, and I am very thankful for that!
My family of course & my tattoo artist Timmy Friday, who puts up with me when I have writer’s block.
My children who take my frantic calls & keep me fed.
My best friend who is always available day or night to offer support.
My PAs Nicole Lloyd & Tabby Coots who deal with my drama & are still sane.
My horses, dogs, cats, & even my ducks & chickens, who I talk to when everyone else is busy.
And my ol’ man… who said write, tell your stories, just not mine. I love you!
And of course: My readers who tell me to keep writing and make it possible for me to do my thing, which is rescue horses & any animal in need. Thank you all so much.
Please support your local animal shelters, they really need the help badly. You can
He went to call the dogs and Morgana got another cramp.
“Raven, hurry up. We need to go now, honey.” She held her belly, bracing herself against the nearest wall. “I just got a painful cramp and I don’t think it’s supposed to feel like this.”
Now she was starting to worry.
They left the house and Raven made it to the hospital in record time. He watched as Morgana was wheeled away and he went to make sure all their insurance information was correct. A few weeks ago, they had done a tour of the hospital, and he knew what to expect. Although he wasn’t happy about being away from his wife, it wouldn’t be for long.
A nurse came and called his name, Raven Jameson, and he was up in a flash. She directed him to the labor suite Morgana was in.
She smiled at him as she told him to wash up and suit up. “Isn’t it going to take longer?” Raven was confused.
The nurse replied, “The doctor will explain everything to you shortly. Morgana is going to give birth very soon.”
He looked over at Morgana. Though she was in pain, she gave him a thumbs up.
Doctor Mann came in and explained that Morgana was ready to give birth and Raven could cut the cord if he wanted. Of course he wanted to cut the damn cord, but what he really wanted was to know that his wife and baby were fine. This was happening too suddenly for him.
“Isn’t this too soon?” he asked, looking and sounding so unlike his usual tough biker persona. “I thought we had at least three more weeks to go Doc?”
The doctor shook his head. “Son, babies come when they want to come, and Morgana is fine. So is the baby. We just need to see how close the contractions are. I think Morgana was having them for hours and didn’t know. Having sex sped it up. Now you can go hold her hand and let this baby be born.”
Raven didn’t recall much of the next hour. He gave Morgana all the support he could and wished he would have been able to take the pain away from her. She never complained or blamed him as his brothers had warned him. He wasn’t paying attention to anything but wishing her pain into himself.
Doctor Mann told Morgana to give one hard push.
She grabbed Raven’s hand so hard, it hurt.
“Raven, you can cut the cord now. You have a small but fine-looking son.”
The cord was cut, Morgana got to see the baby, and Raven felt faint. He sat down in the chair and watched as Morgana was cleaned up.
She looked pale and exhausted, but happy. “You got your son. I knew you wanted a boy.”
Raven grinned. “Next one will be a girl.”
Morgana smiled as Raven began to sing Creed’s With Arms Wide Open . Yeah, life was going to be just fine. She had her ol’ man, her son, and all of her dreams.
The End.
It is not enough for a man to know how to ride; he must know how to fall.
~Mexican Proverb
I have so many people to thank, the list would be endless. You all know who you are anyway. My editor and also a wonderful writer himself, Daryl Banner. He gets my kind of crazy, and I am very thankful for that!
My family of course & my tattoo artist Timmy Friday, who puts up with me when I have writer’s block.
My children who take my frantic calls & keep me fed.
My best friend who is always available day or night to offer support.
My PAs Nicole Lloyd & Tabby Coots who deal with my drama & are still sane.
My horses, dogs, cats, & even my ducks & chickens, who I talk to when everyone else is busy.
And my ol’ man… who said write, tell your stories, just not mine. I love you!
And of course: My readers who tell me to keep writing and make it possible for me to do my thing, which is rescue horses & any animal in need. Thank you all so much.
Please support your local animal shelters, they really need the help badly. You can
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