When Sansa woke, it was pitch dark outside and she'd been so deeply asleep it took her some time to realise what had woken her. She snuggled into her blankets and a moment later had an answer when a pain rippled through her abdomen. Oh, she thought, that again. She reluctantly sat up and tried to remind herself that she had read false labour
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Once Robb has left and Sansa had woken near on everyone else and been helped upstairs, which took some time in her utter panic, the pains seem worse and closer together. She wants to get in bed and curl in on herself and wish this away, to make it two weeks from now so she does not have to fret about the baby being early on top of everything else. She doesn't though, she changes out of the stained nightgown. (Foolish as this is, there will only be more mess, she knows that.) She sits in the rocking chair dizziness making standing seem unappealing. She eyed the books again though of course it was far too late to be reading up on anything. It was happening now. In between pains she felt strange and detached like it was happening to someone else. Then it happened again and it was made unbelievably clear it was. Then Lady poked her head in the door and Sansa felt strangely relieved. "Where have you been?" she said. Though if Lady had followed Robb did that mean the doctor was here. Sansa heard footsteps on the stairs and struggled to force herself out of the chair.
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