INT. HOSPITAL ROOM - DAY
A cacophony of beeps and strained moans fills the sterile room. MR. HENDERSON, pale and sweaty, grips the sides of the bed, his face contorted in pain. TINDRA, the enigma femboy, stands beside him, offering a surprisingly steadying presence.
MR. HENDERSON
(Gasping)
I... I can't...
TINDRA
(Calmly)
Breathe, Mr. Henderson. Just like we practiced. In... out...
A contraction racks Mr. Henderson's body. He cries out.
INT. HOSPITAL WAITING ROOM - DAY
ALICIA, the tiny omega, paces anxiously. PENNY, the alpha woman, sits calmly, scrolling through her phone.
ALICIA
(Frantic)
What's taking so long? Is he okay? Is Tindra okay?
Penny sighs, sets down her phone, and pulls Alicia into her lap.
PENNY
They're fine, Alicia. Just relax.
Alicia nuzzles into Penny's neck, her anxiety momentarily quelled. A low growl rumbles in Penny's chest.
INT. HOSPITAL ROOM - DAY
The doctor shouts encouragement as Mr. Henderson pushes with all his might. Tindra wipes his brow with a cool cloth.
TINDRA
Almost there, Mr. Henderson. You're doing great.
With one final, earth-shattering push, a baby's cry fills the room. Mr. Henderson collapses back against the pillows, exhausted but triumphant.
DOCTOR
It's a boy!
Tindra smiles, a genuine warmth in his eyes. He gently takes the baby from the doctor and places him in Mr. Henderson's arms.
TINDRA
Congratulations, Mr. Henderson. He's perfect.
Mr. Henderson looks down at his son, tears streaming down his face.
INT. HOSPITAL WAITING ROOM - DAY
The tension in the waiting room is palpable. Alicia is practically vibrating with nerves. Penny's growls have intensified.
PENNY
(Low voice)
Alicia... I can't... I can't hold back anymore.
Alicia looks up at Penny, her eyes wide. She knows what Penny means. The alpha's instincts are taking over.
ALICIA
(Whispering)
Then... don't.
Penny's eyes darken. With a primal roar, she lunges at Alicia, her teeth bared.