Baby Quinn

  Johanna felt it. She's having a contraction. It started a few days ago and it seemed like her baby wanted to get out a week before the actual delivery. She looked at Connor who was humming while busy organizing the baby's room. She inhaled and exhaled. She was always calm. 

"Connor," 

"Yes, babe?" 

"Get my things and our baby's things. We need to go to the hospital." She said as she picked up her phone and called her doctor. Connor was puzzled for a while as he stared at her. "Hello, yes. Doctor, it's me, Jo. I am having contractions. We will be there shortly." She hung up and glared at Connor. "Why are you still standing there? Get the things and put them in the car." She commanded. 

"Yes, boss!" He rushed and grabbed the bags as he quickly hung them around his body. Then, Johanna started walking downstairs, slowly and step by step. He stopped beside her to help her.