Past-Part Fills Part 7

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Past-Part Fills Part Seven

Fills from past parts can go here!
Fills from the current part (part 22) MUST go in that part's post until it is full.

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The Most Dangerous of All - [2f/?]

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He did the best he could to calm America. When he was certain that the lad would be able to understand what was being said to him, England told him to stay strong for a little longer. He would be left alone for a little, but England would return soon enough with the nice woman who had been checking up on America throughout the illness.

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In all her years, the midwife had never helped with such a strange pregnancy. She thought she would die of shock when she first examined America and saw that yes, he really was expecting. She had thought the idea preposterous, and only agreed to check because it was England who asked, and she felt it rude to outright refuse the representation of her homeland.

Now, she found herself in a small cabin in the woods, delivering the baby.

She had known it would be coming, of course. England had told her that he trusted her and her alone to take care of it. She was the only one he wanted to know about the matter. That she could deal with. It was not in her nature to talk about other people's business. What had worried her was how the birth would go. She had seen, four months ago, that America had somehow...changed to have the parts necessary, parts that only women usually possessed. Still! She had no idea what to expect, and so she answered England's panicked summons trying to hide her own fears and concerns.

In the end, all her worries were for nothing. The most surprising thing about the birth was how quickly and easily it went. She had no idea if it was because America was one of England's Kind or if the boy was simply lucky. Either way, she found herself with little to be concerned over.

America still screamed the entire time. He gasped with each contraction and clawed at the blankets so much that it was a wonder they weren't shredded. As he writhed in pain, he stared at her with impossibly innocent eyes, as if to ask What is this, what am I feeling, what is going on?

The midwife was no stranger to confusion during childbirth. Countless women, first child or not, were terrified by the pain and fear over every little thing that could possibly be going wrong with their baby. It was just as much her job to allay those fears as to deliver the baby. But in even the most disturbing of those cases, the mothers at least knew they were going through.

The way America looked at her, he seemed truly lost as to what was happening. As strange as it seemed, it was as if he did not even recognize that he was giving birth.

When that thought first occurred to her, her immediate instinct was to talk to him and explain what he was going through. It often helped the mothers, knowing what was happening. The instant she opened her mouth, though, England was at her side.

"What is it?" he asked. "Is something wrong with his illness?"

Illness? "No, sir. Nothing is wrong. I simply thought I could explain to him -"

"He knows enough," said England. "Please, do not speak to him. I do not want to cause him unnecessary stress."

That order did not sit well with the midwife, but it was not her place to question England. In any case, he remained seated in the corner for the entirety of the delivery. She could feel his eyes boring into her as she worked, and knew she had no choice but to obey.