Olive POV
The sound of our waters breaking was like the gushing of a dam breaking. Our mates were not in the room at the time. Neither of us could focus long enough to mind link anyone. So we started yelling. No one was in the ballroom, our mates had gone to get the cars while the staff had gone into the back to start the cleaning up of everything. No one was around.
"OK. Pen, we need to get back to our chairs. My phone is in the pocket so ....." Another contraction hit and I cried out in pain. I was breathing hard as I said the last of my sentence. "We can call for help... since no one is coming." "O... K" Holding hands, we shuffled slowly back to our chairs. The pain slowly becoming unbearable. "I... Feel like.... I need... To Push......" "Don't you dare push yet. I can't help you P
