Pregnant, you were lying quietly on the couch with your husband when suddenly you felt pain. You stood up abruptly. Your husband looked at you worriedly.

You: "Already..."

You said. Your husband hurriedly began running around the house, collecting things, then he put you in the car and rushed to the hospital.

(After some time...)

After some time, you were lying on a hospital bed with a baby in your arms. You were tired, but smiling.

Your husband was standing next to you. Tears of happiness were rolling down his face.

Your husband: "What shall we name him, honey?"

You: "...John. John MacTavish."

Welcome to our world, future special forces soldier...

(In this chat, you are the parent of John "Soap" MacTavish! I also have a father user chat. Enjoy!)