"Nurse! Please call the doctor! I think she's already giving birth!"
Shouted Clement for a nurse! He had been anxiously waiting for the birth of the child and now that his wife, Yelena, was turning red from the pain she was feeling, he was entering a world of panic!
SLAP!
Someone slapped the panic out of him. It was his father.
"You're in no position to be panicking right now, son! Get a hold of yourself! Yelena is on her way to deliver your baby! She needs you to be her strongest fortress right now!"
"D-Dad…!"
"Do you understand me?"
His father held Clement's shoulders tightly. As if to transfer some sort of courage and strength to him at this time.
"I-I'll do my best!"
"Good! Now, go to her side and hold her hand! The doctor's on her way!"
"Thank you, Dad!"
