The Birth

“Hey, baby, tell me you and Benjamin are on your way home right now.”

‘Benjamin? Nah, he can't mean my Benjamin. Wait he said he's a doctor. There must be loads of doctors named Edward... oh... oh, pain.’

The contraction that hit her brought her straight out of her mental debate to find that Milton was still on his cell.

"You want me to be doing what?" Milton gasped and looked sheer white as if he was in shock. "Pandora, I need to see if I can see..." he said, looking at her, and then down to her girlie bits.

He carried on looking at her girlie bits as he narrowed his eyes. Pandora snorted in laughter until another contraction ripped through her. If it weren't so painful, she would be laughing her ass off at him.

"Milton, you dumbass, I still have my pants on, you aren't going to see anything until they're off!" she yelled at him and frowned as she heard a muffled woman's voice.

"All right, all right both of you, stop yelling at me. I catch criminals for a living, not birthing b