He is Coming

The first time he feels Braxton hicks contractions, he had curls up in a ball and cries for an hour because they hurt so bad. This is not that intense, so no red flags come up.

Another half hour and they are still happening, finally setting up some red flags for Aiden. They are constant and are getting worse, and he finally decides that yes, he is in labor. 

"Oh no. Oh no. Oh no. Where are these fucking Alphas when you need them the most?!"

Panic is evident on his face. It is like that is the final straw as Aiden physically feels his waters break. 

It is like a dam had been knocks down as his pants suddenly feels heavier and much more wetter than they are. Nigel, who manages to stand up on his own, watches as Aiden's facial expression drops and watches as the older boy's light gray yoga pants grows darker as they soak up the fluid.

"Oh no, darling. You are early. Let me grab the phone real quick so we can call your Alpha already. Just a moment."