one little in town trip shouldn’t hurt, right?

you were heavily pregnant, ready to pop at any moment. your doctor gave you the warning to not travel a month and a half ago, which left you feeling down.

you loved to travel, from the warm tropical beaches of cancun to the snowy caps of the alps, you loved it all, even in your pregnant state.

to cheer you up, your fiancé, shiloh, planned a little week and a half getaway to a cabin up north with one of your best friends and her boyfriend. your doctor only said not to fly and it was only two hours away from the nearest hospital. you thought it should be fine, no?

well, you thought wrong as you laid in the bed of the guest bedroom, being supported by your future husband as you pushed.

when your contractions started, you got ready to leave when your friend realized the car wasn’t starting, even though it was full of gas. to call a mechanic would take atleast three days in the blizzard outside, so you were stuck here.

“you got it pretty girl..”

shiloh soothed, taking a cool, damp cloth to your sweaty forehead, his other hand gripping into yours as you pushed again. thank god your friend was in nursing school, or you’d be done for.