Who: Megan Bones
What: Classroom labor pains
When: This afternoon!
What: Uh oh!



"Alright! Yes, I'll owl you once she's here."

Megan waved goodbye to her fellow teacher and waddled back into the classroom, her hand pressed hard against her lower back. Well. The last day of school had come and gone, and still no Susan. All she'd gained from it was a slow throbbing in her back, from all the time on her feet. It was really hard to sit down when you had a group of second graders going mad and crying because they would miss her, but she had done the best. The pain had been all day long, but she hadn't thought much of it; pregnancy would do that to you, she supposed.

See, she knew she'd make it to the last day. She'd had that terrible week (or two---maybe three---) where she couldn't fathom making it until the end of classes, but here she was, standing tall and still pregnant.

Very, very pregnant.

Because she had a very helpful set of men to come into her classroom and clear it out (Jonathan, Macon, Edgar, and Berkeley, they all were going to get very nice cakes as soon as she found the time), it was only some last minute paper work that she hadn't gotten to. Only because her partner hadn't finished her part of it, and had waited until the last day.

Sighing greatly, Megan lowered herself into her chair, only to jerk at a sharp pain in her back. She twisted the best she could, and felt around, but there was nothing and----ow!

Again!

What on earth was poking her?

Megan groaned, the pain of the sharp object spreading across her abdomen. Merlin's beard, that was annoying. Good thing she was moving classrooms next year, because this was---"Holy!"

She yelped, leaning forward. Okay, okay. Now that one just felt like one of the throbs she'd been having all day, so it wasn't something actually poking her in the back. Why would it have gotten worse when she sat? That didn't make any sense at all, and Megan shook her head, pushing her feet to the ground to move away from the desk but---augh, someone had spilled---

Her dress was wet and---

There was that pain again---

"Oh shit!" she cursed, covering her mouth with her hand because she never cursed, but she had to curse because----because----Was she in labor?

She would know if she was, wouldn't sheeeeeeeeeeeee ohh. Oh, there's the pain again.

Oh fuck.