Even the Best of Plans Have Ways of Being Obliterated

This is the first of many one-shots written for a prompt community on LiveJournal. I currently have a total of 5 parts written out so far, but in the end there will be a total of 30 one-shots.

This was written for the prompt Transportation.

Bob goes into labor on the worst day and at the worst time. Will they make it to the hospital in time? Or will Bob have to give birth in a car?