For some reason stories of ectopic I MEANT CRYPTIC pregnancies keep shaking up on my fyp, so now I'm thinking about reader not knowing she's pregnant and going into labor on an op?? Obvious cw for birth and babies Oh, and I'm using this for the alternative prompts for Whumptober "Hold my hand". Again, not my best writing but I have salmonella poisoning so cut me some slack
Like, you're in the middle of nowhere and just got done slaughtering a bunch of hostiles when all of sudden pain in your stomach erupts so bad you think you've been stabbed.
Gaz rushes to your side as crouch down, gasping softly. His hand run across your body, making sure you're okay. When he finds nothing broken, you're both confused.
"Maybe your appendix ruptured?" He suggests, brows furrowed in worry. You shrug as another God awful cramp rips through your stomach.
"Fuck." You swear, grabbing his arm, "Kyle-"
"I know luv, we're calling for evac." He coaxed you to the ground, sitting down and maneuvering your head into his lap. He works your helmet off, running his fingers through your sweaty hair as Soap keeps guard beside you.
You groan as the cramps get worse and worse, budding in intensity and frequency. Your eyes grow wide as you feel the sudden urge to bear down, and everything clicks into place.
"Pregnant." You gasp, "Kyle i think I'm- mmmmm." You close your eyes as another cramp, no, contraction, starts.
35 minutes later Kyle's holding a squalling baby boy to his chest as medics frantically try to stabilize you on the flight home.
"Fuckin' hell." He swears, "There's no way." You just groan in response, curling your hand around his as you give into the urge to bear down. Soap crouches down and fumbles with your gear and pants, fingers shaking as he yanks them off as fast as he can.
"What do you need me to do?" Gaz asks, panicked.
"Just- hnmmmm." Your using all your energy to keep from screaming, "hold my h-hand."
