Drew finally sat on the ground, breathing unevenly. "Activity like this induces labor. Breathe Drew, breathe. Come on, you can do it." She curled up the best she could and began rocking, scared slightly.
Drew was rocking back and forth slowly. "God dammit, if I deliver this baby in your fu`cking workshop I will suck your body clean of all that blood you posses..." she whispered, her eyes going blood red, her trade-mark for hunger.
TIME-SKIP DUDE.
Avril was cradling him, trying to soothe him. She sighed, looking at him. "Your so tiny.."