My best friend of the last 17 years is a Bad A$$ Agent. She plays with guns, kicks in doors and even used to jog with President Clinton when she was a Secret Service Agent. She is a pistol packing mama and I have only seen her really afraid once.
All during our debate the contractions are not stopping. Every 20 min or so I have about 5-10 min of contractions. So every 20 minutes Agent Bad A$$ has a coronary because I won't go home. We finnaly check out and get into the truck. Quite a feet as I explained before, and we are driving back to my place when I start having another contraciton. Agent Bad A$$ looks at me, sees that I am all red and panting and looses it. She starts yelling "You are NOT having that baby in THIS truck!" she has at this point lost all the color in her face and I can tell that the Secret Service really had not prepared her for this. Taking a bullet for the president, YES. Having your best friend give birth in your new truck? NO. I actually am trying to calm her down. She is threatening to drive me to the hospital and I am telling her I just need to go home and lay down. Needless to say, I arrived home in one piece baby still in the womb. I was forced to lay down while she unloaded and put away all the groceries and lectured me about scaring her.
We look back on this day now and laugh. But seriously, I have never seen her so afraid ever. After that day she would not allow me to ride in her truck until the baby was born. She also told Agent Daddy that I nearly had the baby in her truck. Of course I was no where near having the Tech Monkey, he was born 2 weeks later by scheduled C section, but she was freaked out.
So the moral of this story is that EVERYONE is afraid of something. EVEN Agent Bad A$$.