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Olivia, amazingly, hadn't even batted an eye at Jaina emerging from upstairs with Samantha. She just grabbed Sam's bag, that had been packed for ages and ushed them into the car, and drove them to the hospital

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Magazine? Huh? What?

Jaina's head darts upward, looking over at Olivia. She had been trying to meditate and calm down: the sight of seeing Sam like this, and knowning that someday that would be her in a situation similar was really getting to the Jedi.

"Magazine?"

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"To read, dear." Olivia explains. "Or a cup of coffee? It could be the full hour, or it could be...now, we don't know. Birth is such a tricky thing--Sammy, dear, you okay?"

Sam waves her off, licking dry lips. "You know what sounds so yummy right now? Ice chips."

Yes! This is sarcasm!

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Jaina blinks again and shakes her head slightly.

Really, all she wants right now is to tell Jag that those five kids are off. There's no kriffing way she's going through all of this.

"Um, coffee sounds good."

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"Okay. Coffee. And ice chips." Olivia nods, turning around and running straight into the nurse. "Oh God, so sorry."

And she flees as the nurse smiles and comes in to check Sam's vitals, the baby's vitals. "Heart rates are up, you're doing good, Mrs. Largeman."

"Thanks." Sam mutters. She looks over at Jaina. "You're not going to pass out are you?"