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Sage paused when she did, brows furrowing in concern. "Ok," he asked quietly, just ..checking in. "Sit down if you need to," he added softly. |
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Celeste nodded, exiting the dance floor, holding her belly in pain. She sat down, breathing deeply. |
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Sage helped her off to the side, setting Liz down on the chair next to them and sticking close to Celeste, handing her a small glass of water. |
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Celeste took the water and sipping on it. |
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Sage settled down next to her once she took the glass, settling Liz on his lap and just keeping an eye on her. "Just let me know when you think we should leave," he humemd to Celeste. He didn't mind staying, but if things got worse he wanted to get back to home, or their doctors, before she went into active labor. |
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Celeste nodded. "We should go, they're coming soon," |
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Sage nodded and moved to get up, helping her out of her chair and grabbing Liz. "Let's head out then," he noted softly. |
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Celeste Harlow-Acker - Celeste nodded, taking his hand and hobbling out of the palace and down to the car. |
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Sage helped her down to the car and buckled Liz in quickly before helping Celeste in and moving to get the car driving towards the doctors. They could change into more sensible clothes once they were there. Well, she'd be in a hospital gown probably, but still. They'd figure it out eventually. |
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When Celeste realized where he was going she shook her head. "No. I'm giving birth at home," she said sternly. |
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