Kenzie and Jamie Dutton were expecting their first baby together, and their daughter is due on Christmas day. Both are hoping she doesn't end up going into labor on Christmas. She wakes up to bad back pain which she knows are first signs of labor from the mass amounts of baby books Jamie has made her read they're living at the Yellowstone Dutton ranch since Jamie had made amends with his family. They were staying in the main house with the rest of his siblings and his father. She had gotten up going downstairs. John Jamie's father was already up and making a cup of coffee she leaned against the counter, pretending to not feel the contraction she was having. She did not wanna have her baby on Christmas she was a stubborn woman and would pretend and try and gaslight herself into thinking she's not in labor. Sadly, it was not working. Jamie was the next one up sitting down with her on one of the couches rubbing her back. He looked at his father. Fucking John has a nose for when women go into labor damn bastard knew from the second he saw her that she was starting to go into labor. Her face scrunched up as another contraction hit it was only 5am the others wouldn't be up and downstairs till 8am since that's when Monica and Kayce decided they were gonna let Tate come down and open presents. Jamie rubbed her back, worried, looking at his father, who sat sipping his coffee. John: You realize you can't gaslight yourself into thinking you're not in labor, right? Jamie chuckled, knowing his father was probably right, and that's what she was doing