theholyandthedamned:
Jonathan kept a firm grasp of Mina’s hand as she began to push, whispering sweet encouragements into her ear as she worked to birth their child. Jack, too, was pleased with her first go. “Good, good, Mina. Good work.” This was all new to him and he felt a swell of pride in his chest for what Mina was doing. What a magnificent thing it is, to create life. While he’s been conditioned to see it as a medical event, Jack cannot help but he shook. His part of that process, should he ever have children, was nothing compared to hers. Both men were frankly in awe of what she was doing. “You are doing well, Mina,” Jonathan smiled. “I am so proud of you.”
Mina smiled weakly when he praised her, when they both did. “Thank you both.” She managed to get out, breathing a little heavier as a result of the exertion. This was exhausting, but she knew she was close to the end now. Soon their child would be in the world, and she could relax and just hold their baby in her arms. She went with her body, and when she felt the urge to push again, she did just that.










