SAVANT SYNDROME

"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!"