Surprise? - Tag Trevor and Kitty (eventually. And possibly eventually open)
Claire didn't mind babysitting. She adored Trevor and Thomas. So when Liz and Jack had asked her to babysit because the kids had a snow day and the grown-ups had to work, Claire readily agreed. Why not? She wasn't too much use right now, being so very pregnant. But she could babysit. Why not get some practice in?
She was just fixing lunch when she winced, holding her stomach. She was having pains. Oh, this couldn't be good. She had had them off and on for a few days, but they were so far and few between that she didn't pay them much attention. Which, in retrospect, was stupid. But hindsight is 20/20.
She tried to straight up and go back to making lunch (burgers) when another wave of pain hit her. And then - oh god - she felt something wet sliding down her legs. Now? She knew she was due soon, but - now?
"Trevor! Thomas!" Claire turned off the stove and made her way to a chair, sitting down heavily. "Bring me my phone, please?" She wouldn't panic. She couldn't. But she was alone, apart from the boys.
She was just fixing lunch when she winced, holding her stomach. She was having pains. Oh, this couldn't be good. She had had them off and on for a few days, but they were so far and few between that she didn't pay them much attention. Which, in retrospect, was stupid. But hindsight is 20/20.
She tried to straight up and go back to making lunch (burgers) when another wave of pain hit her. And then - oh god - she felt something wet sliding down her legs. Now? She knew she was due soon, but - now?
"Trevor! Thomas!" Claire turned off the stove and made her way to a chair, sitting down heavily. "Bring me my phone, please?" She wouldn't panic. She couldn't. But she was alone, apart from the boys.