Chapter thirty four:

The walls were decorated with dumbo wallpaper- one of my favourite Disney characters. A crib was built up already for baby cavill's arrival; the bedding was also disney printed but this time was bambi. I smiled hopelessly at the little nursery me and Henry had built, in the corner was a chest of white drawers and hung on the walls was scan photos I had received over the last few months. One of my favourite things about being pregnant so far was the scans, seeing our baby wiggle on the screen in all their glory. We decided to keep the gender a secret, waiting until birth which was evidently hard. I nearly broke at times in scan rooms where they would ask me if I wanted to know, Henry would give me a light glare as if to say 'no Melanie' and we would go home giggling about it later, my self restraint being weak as ever.

My tummy had grown in size considering I only had two weeks left until the baby's arrival which Henry was obsessed with, all the time he would place his hands upon my stomach and whisper sweet nothings. Many would become irritated by it but I just found it absolutely adorable.

My hospital bag was already packed consisting of everything I needed- maybe too much. Henry scolded me for the amount of things I thought I needed to bring with me, picking up items with his lips curled inwards always telling me I was packing as if I was moving in. Shaking my head I would explain to him the reasons why I needed every individual item, he decided not to argue with me. After all you never know how long you may have to stay in hospital for.

Tonight Henry was taking me out for dinner which I was so excited for- we needed a good date night before baby Cavill made their arrival. I was dressed in a red fitting dress, black heels and glittered, dangly earrings swung in my ears. I felt a-little uncomfortable given the massive bump in the way but I also felt the most confident; I was growing a human and for some reason that empowered me in many ways as a woman.

"You look beautiful Melanie" Henry complimented, quipping his eyes to me in a flash as I walked towards him. Taking his outstretched hand he guided me to the restaurant which was most beautiful. Fairy lights were hooked on the walls and it seemed we were pretty alone which was favourable. "You don't look too bad yourself" I teased flashing him a wink. Henry chuckled softly, seating us down at a table in the corner.

"What would you like to drink?" Henry asked, frowning I stared down at the drink menu; almost wallowing in self pity that I couldn't have an alcoholic drink. Pushing it aside I saw Henry grinning towards me from the menu, eyeing him I placed the menu down. "What is it?"

"We can pretend it's wine if you like?" Henry mused in a teasing way. "If you close your eyes and imagine it being wine- apparently it will taste like it" Tightening my jaw I ignored his comment and decided on a water, not wanting to tease myself any further with all the options. "I'm so ready not to be pregnant anymore" I groaned, Henry then proceeded to order his infamous beverage which was his familiar scotch. Licking my lips dryly I followed his glass as it placed on the table. "Did you have to be so cruel?" I whined like a child. "Mmm this is really good, quite refreshing" Henry mumbled, still teasing me as usual which he tended to do since I became pregnant.

Glaring at him I turned my eyes back to the food menu, I decided to choose spaghetti carbonara and Henry chose a medium rare steak and fries. "So what should we name the baby?" Henry quizzed, eating a mouthful of food. Pursing my lips together I chuckled to myself thinking about how we still hadn't decided; I clearly wasn't as prepared as I thought. "I really like the name Lucas for a boy" I trailed off, poking a fork in my food. Henry nodded "yeah, I like it"

"For a girl... maybe Lily after my mother" I mumbled, feeling sadness slightly wash over me that I never got to meet her. She truly was a beautiful woman inside and out from what my nana told me. "Lily, I love it" Henry said with a grin though it soon faltered seeing my saddened expression. "Your mum wouldn't want you to be upset" I tilted my head to face him and nodded gently. "I know"

"So when are we getting married hm?" I asked with a tedious expression. Henry whipped his eyes back to me "Babe I would of re-married you as soon as I proposed" Blushing lightly I licked my dried, chapped lips. "Then why the hell did we not?" Placing his head on his hand with his elbow propped on the table he responded "because you're cooking up a baby right now, I thought you would of wanted to wait"

Scoffing I looked down at my belly realising he may be partly correct "I guess I wouldn't look as good with this bump in the way" Henry smiled lightly at me "you would look perfect either way but do you want to know the real reason?"
Puzzled I shook my head "because I want our son or daughter to be there when mummy and daddy tie the knot" my cheeks creased into a big smile "that is so cute... and I agree"

Continuing to eat my food we sat in silence, just enjoying the delicious food placed infront of us.

"I can't believe we will be parents soon"

Henry swallowed back his food and stared across to my bump "hopefully we won't pull our hair out too much" Frowning I swatted his arm across the table which caused him to laugh. "You can do whatever you wish to your hair but mine? Yeah that's not going anywhere" I retorted. Henry shrugged his shoulders and began to ponder on the idea of what fatherhood was going to be like.

Suddenly I felt a gush of liquid flow between my legs, embarrassingly I scooted back my chair, seeing a puddle beneath me. Praying I didn't just wee all over the floor. "Melanie are you okay?" Henry exclaimed, trying to read my facial expression. Blinking a few times I then realised; that was my waters. "H-Henry I think my waters just broke"

Henry abruptly got up from his seat, rushing over to me and quipping his blue eyes intently on me. "What should we do?!" Frantically I shook my head not knowing myself "maybe go to the hospital?"

Henry quickly left some money on the table including a tip before scooping me up in his arms and carrying me like a child which made me blush profusely in embarrassment. "Anthony get the car ready! We need to go right now" Henry almost shouted as he rushed me outside. Anthony hastily whipped round to the drivers seat, turning on the ignition.

"We are having a baby" Henry said breathlessly. I nodded as my throat dried- nerves now devouring me. "We are actually having a baby?" I stammered. Henry clicked on his seatbelt as well as mine even though he knew I could do it myself.
"Wait!" Realising the hospital bag I packed was at home. "The hospital bag, we need to go home first" Henry rubbed his temples and told Anthony to take us home. I could see the sweat dripping from his forehead and his leg bouncing up and down which indicated how panicked he genuinely was, both of us was.

Rushing indoors Henry grabbed my bag and placed it snugly in the boot, whipping round back to my side and ordering Anthony to go as quickly as he could to the hospital. Placing a hand on his leg I tried to calm him but it was useless, Henry paled in colour. A sudden rush of pain riddled my body making me feel winded, instinctively I was panting without realising it. "Are you okay? What's wrong?" Henry panicked, squeezing my leg back. Trying to laugh through the pain became difficult so it sounded like I was constipated "I'm fine, just in labour you know" Henry mused shaking his head, his eyes settling back to the road as Anthony tried driving as quickly as he could; the poor man looked as if he was on the brink of a meltdown.

"Anthony it's okay, I'm not going to be pushing out a baby so soon" I reassured though the pain increased causing me to groan aloud like a dying cow. Henry stared upon me with concern, gulping back saliva. "Ignore everything she just said Anthony, foot on the pedal. Now"

Glaring at Henry I squeezed his hand with all my might; wanting this pain to go away but all it did was creep closer and closer together like one massive contraction. "Henry are we nearly there?" I panted, my words coming out strained. Henry looked outside the window to try and configure where we was. "Yes we are about ten minutes away" Puffing out big breaths of air I tilted my head backwards, trying to concentrate on something else that wasn't the pain writhing through me.

"M-Melanie my hand is turning white" Henry stuttered, trying to free his poor hand which made me squeeze even harder. "I don't care" I growled, proceeding with my deep pants and groans.
Henry allowed for his hand to be crushed as his own pain got pulled into the mix, the very look on his face was amusing. He was sweat ridden and pale; with a crinkle constantly on his face inbetween his brows. "It's going to be okay Melanie, I've got you" his words tried their best to be strong and comforting but instead he sounded just as scared as me.

The car pulled up outside the hospital, Henry grabbed a wheelchair which I said was unneeded but he insisted with him being a gentleman and all. I sat down eagerly and was wheeled with haste towards the hospital doors. Henry shouting at the top of his lungs "my wife is having a baby!!" If I was in a better state of mind I would be scolding him for his erratic behaviour but I genuinely couldn't focus on anything else other than the pain.

Two nurses rushed over looking at one another with bemusement at Henry's body language. "How many weeks is she?" The tanned lady with dark hair asked politely. Henry nibbled his lips looking side by side as he tried to remember how far along I was. Raising my hand in the air I caught the woman's attention "I'm 38 weeks... ahhh fuck" I shrieked

Quickly we all made our way to a labour room that was situated away from everyone. "So what's your name please lovely?" The tanned woman spoke again. Rocking back and forth in pain I tried to talk but the words were being choked back- a lump forming in my throat. "H-her name is Melanie. Melanie Cavill and I'm Henry Cavill her husband and the baby's dad"
Thankful that Henry intervened I rested on the hospital bed, clutching at the thin sheets.

"Okay Melanie we are going to check you now"

Nodding I curled my toes, the grip on the sheets not lessening. I felt the woman pull up my dress to give me a cervical check which Henry turned away from; scared to see what was about to unfold. "You're six centimetres Melanie, did you want any pain relief?" Nodding frantically I spoke just above a whisper "p-please. Give me anything"

Henry POV

This was by far one of the scariest moments of my life, seeing how helpless Melanie was on the bed now stripped into a hospital gown. She looked paled and sickly with sweat dripping down her face. It had been a few hours now with her in constant pain, puffing away at the gas and air and screaming at the top of her lungs. "You did this to me" Melanie cried, genuine tears rolling down her tinted cheeks.

Taking her hand in mine I tried my very hardest to calm her down but instead I ended up with pins and needles down my arm from the extent of her grasp. "I can't do this" Melanie sobbed, her teeth gripping the gas and air tightly. Stroking back her hair I gave her a light kiss on the cheek "you can do this, I know you can"

"Right Melanie you're now ready to push" A lady that we now knew as Gina insisted, another lady pulled a crib to the side of us with a blanket and newborn hat residing in there. "When you feel another contraction you're going to push for me okay?"

Melanie nodded weakly, her body now beginning to shake with anticipation. "we will meet our baby soon" I said with adoration lacing my words. Melanie smiled softly at me, the tears and anger now melting away as if it was replaced by determination. Melanie began to bare down as her body contracted again which earned approval from Gina who was now guiding her though this. "Yes Melanie! Well done"

Melanie hissed through her teeth, a loud moan erupting from her parted lips. "Henry I-it hurts so bad" she cried. Continuing to hold her hand I squeezed her gently "you're doing so, so well"

Twenty minutes had passed since Melanie started pushing and I began to become anxious, her body was becoming weaker and her pants grew more demonic.

Gina clasped her hands together. "Okay Melanie one more big push, I can see the baby's head"

When Gina said that I felt like the room had stopped spinning; that I was now caught in a daze. Our baby was about to enter the world and the love that filled me was something I couldn't explain to anyone. Looking at Melanie I saw how her face brightened- a look of relief flooding her. "One more?" Gina nodded towards Melanie "yes one more, you've got this" Melanie sucked in a deep breath before pushing one last time- a loud moan rippling the air.

But then it was replaced by the most angelic sound- our babies cry.
Hazily I looked up, a tiny little baby being placed upon Melanie's chest. Instantly Melanie began to sob; though this time it wasn't from the pain it was due to love. "Oh my god... t-that's our baby"

"Congratulations Mr and Mrs Cavill a beautiful baby girl"