Two months later (February)

I smiled as Kade and David carried in yet another load of baby items. I felt huge and could barely move around. But Kade and David helped me around. Phoebe and Riley attend appointments with Phil. they also help me organize the never ending supply of baby items. That day the three of us headed to Phils upper level lab for my biweekly appointment. I sat on the table next to the ultrasound machines Phil came in and began measuring me and doing the ultrasound. He free some blood and tested my pressure. His face changed from happy to worried as he felt the baby through my stomach.

"Are you feeling any cramping?" He asked me.

"A little. Why?" I asked.

"Your having a contraction. I want to monitor you. Girls, can you stay with her whole I send the men I to town for some special equipment in case we need to deliver now?" He asked them.

"We can." They said at the same time.

"Deliver now? No we can't. It's too early." I said.

"If these contractions are the real thing we need to be prepared." He said and left the room.

"Please don't let him deliver the baby." I begged them.

"I won't let him. Let us know when you feel any cramping at all." Says Riley.

I sat on that table for what felt like forever before Phil came back. He sat next to me and hooked me up to a machine called a fetal monitor. It had been picked up a month ago. I was scared. I thought I had done something wrong and I thought that if he was born early, he would have died. Phil continued to work on the cure while I was hooked up. Phoebe and Riley had boxes of baby clothes they were organizing by size. They oohed and awed over each piece. I kept feeling the cramps but they never hurt too much. Every once in a while Phil would stop and look at the paper it was printing.

"Your contractions aren't too strong and are irregular. I want to monitor you for another hour or so and see if they lessen in frequency before I decide on next step." He said to me.

"Not delivery." I demanded.

"Delivery if needed. I won't deliver unless it has to happen." He promised me.

"You girls don't need to stay. You can go back down and read or whatever." I told Phoebe and Riley.

"We want to stay. With Kade gone, you need support. Besides, we like hanging out with you." Says Phoebe.

"Thanks." I said with a smile.

I felt another cramp that was slightly stronger than the ones before. I breathed through it until it passed and relaxed. Phil noticed the change and came over to check the paper.

"They are getting stronger. I think it's time to try medicine to stop the contractions. But first I need to check to see how dialated you are." He said. He checked me, which hurt by the way, "Looks like your at one centimeter dialated. Let's get some medicine into you."

He went back to the computer and his books. He opened one and began reading. Before long he had a needle, an IV, saline, and a bowling medicine. He inserted the IV into my arm and gave me some of the medicine. He looked at the time.

"I need to monitor you for a few more hours. But until I know if this medicine is working, no food or water." He said and took the papers off the machine.

It began spitting out new as soon as he took the first set. I tried to remain calm but the more time went btu became nervous. I watches as Phil continued to work and the girls finished the clothes. Phil stood and came to me.

He grabbed the papers, "Looks line they have stopped. I want you on bedrest until you deliver. Girls keep her there until our appointments. I want to see her weekly now."

They helped me up after he took the IV out. They walked with me to the our floor and helped me sit down on the couch. I didn't like not being able to walk around but I had been told that someone would sit with me to keep me company. Kade and the crew of security officers, returned just after dark. They had retrieved an infant incubator and some other things. He had come in and hugged me once someone informed him of the situation.

"Phil asked me to ask you, any more cramping?" He asked me.

"Well there are a few here and there but nothing strong." I told him.

"I'll go tell him." Said Riley.

After she left, Kade grabbed my hand, "He told me you refuse to let him deliver if it's needed. Please for both of you let him deliver if you have to."

"The baby wont survive if he delivers now."

"You don't know that. I was born early. Two months early to be exact and look at me. I am here, having a child, and surviving the zombie apocalypse."

"But Phil isn't a childrens doctor. Hell he isn't an OBGYN either. He's a scientist who ducked the entire world up. What's to say he won't accidentally kill me or the baby?"

"He is reading books about it and researching every possible answer. Give the man a chance to prove to us he can do this."

"What if we give him that chance and he kills our son? What then?"

"Then we can leave this place and go out on our own. We need to show faith in him."

I sighed, knowing he was right. I was just scared of loosing my baby and not being able to parent him. I was scared my baby would have been killed by a zombie. I was scared of it all. But Kade was right, Phil was trying and he deserves a chance to show that knowledge. Kade sat with me for the rest of that day. Riley and Phoebe sat with me long enough for him to use the restroom and make me food. That made me love Kade more. He wanted to be with me at all times and he would do whatever I asked of him. At that time I wished my mother was there, but had she been, I wouldn't have felt the need to be with Kade this much and I wouldn't have been pregnant. Between Phil and the others, I knew I was going to be fine. I knew I was in good hands and I could only hope that my child was fine as well. Phil came to check on me and asked Kade ringwood me to the lab again. He wanted to make sure the contractions stopped and that I wasn't dialating any further.Kade helped me through the stairs and onto the bed. Phil hooked me up and checked me. He didn't say anything just went back to work on the research for the cure. Kade held my hand and I smiled at him. Phil checked the papers and felt around my belly for the baby.

"Well the baby is in the position for labor. He is head down and ready. Your contractions are irregular and you haven't dialated any further since this morning. I think I need to keep you here over night while I research what this could be. Are you feeling the contractions?" He asked me.

"A few of them. No pain just am irritation is all." I told him.

"I want to keep you for further observations. I've already called down to David and the others. Phoebe and Riley have agreed to keep you campaigned Kade can get rest tonight. If anything changes, I will call down and have you come up. You've had a long day with a last minute run and now this. Go get some rest. She is good with me." Phil told Kade.

Kade kissed me and left the lab as Phoebe came in. She sat beside me and showed me the blanket she was sewing for the baby. It was blue and white made our if scrap clothing that was either stained or too holey for anyone to wear. She didn't talk much just sat there keeping me company. Phil came to check the monitor and as he grabbed the paper I felt a contraction.

"Breathe, Jupiter, breathe." He instructed. "That's it, good girl. Bow that was a strong one. But none of the others have been. I believe this he called Braxton Hicks contractions, pretty much false labor. I want to keep an eye on you still in case."

I nodded and he marked on the paper and walked back to his desk. I couldn't help but worry. What if that contraction was the start of labor? What if that meant that something was wrong with my baby? Those things were what bothered me the most. I was scared and unprepared. Phoebe stopped working and held my hand. She made me feel safe and calm. David came in with water and handed it to Phoebe. I couldn't let anything happen to my Levi James. He had to survive whatever was wrong so I could hold him and raise him.
Mommy loves you baby boy. I won't let anything happen to you. I promise. This world isn't a place for a baby, but I will protect you and love you and take care of you. Little Levi, you will be well taken care of. Just please don't come now. Please wait a while for the entrance. I don't think I can worry about your survival right now.

That was the speech I said to my belly that night. The one I felt needed saying.