6:05pm, Tuesday, Samhain 1986 (31, October)
A scream pierced the evening silence...The scream of a woman in labor.
Loud enough to wake the dead of New York, who seemed oh-so far away at this
moment. Valentino Fairchild heard the sirens wailing in the distance, and
squeezed his wife's hand. She was in labor, and had been howling
mercilessly. Valentino had only called the ambulance ten minutes ago, but
it seemed like ages before it would arrive.
"Just a little bit longer, sweetie." He cooed in Irish.
"I don't want to wait!" Dawn howled back, also in Irish. "I want to go
now! It hurts, dammit!"
"I know, I know." He soothed. "The ambulance will be here in just a
No sooner were those words out of Val's mouth, there was a knock on
the door. With a small prayer, Val went to the door, hoping that it was the
paramedics and not some courtesy visitor who wanted to see his pregnant
wife. He opened it to find the paramedics standing there, with a stretcher
behind them. As they loaded his wife on, they began asking Val questions.
"How long has she been in labor?"
"About two hours." He replied in halting English
"How far apart are her contractions?"
"About two minutes."
The EMT gave Val a funny look. "Great." Turning to her partner, she
said "Let's get her out of here."
6:20pm, St. Elizabeth's Women's Hospital
"Push hard!" Dr. Gabriel O'Connell urged Dawn.
Dawn pushed hard, straining with the effort, as Dr. O'Connell peeked
at her vagina to see how the baby was coming. She howled with pain, and
squeezed Val's hand hard. Before this, Dawn hadn't worried. She had heard a
few years ago from Holly York that giving birth wasn't that bad. Obviously,
Holly had lied about her trouble with Christine.
"We've almost got the head! Push again!"
Pushing harder this time, Dawn got the baby's head through and most of
the shoulders. Gabriel told her that one more push should finish the job,
and it certainly did. With deft hands, Gabriel pulled a healthy baby out,
who was already breathing on its own, and didn't even need the mucus
cleared from its nose. That was some baby! The nurse announced just then
that it was a baby girl, and asked Dawn what its name was.
"Sarah." Came Dawn's reply, accompanied by a weak smile.
After receiving confirmation from the mother herself, the hurried on
his way to get the baby cleaned up. Meanwhile, Dr. O'Connell stayed only a
moment longer to talk to the new parents. He wanted to make sure everything
was perfectly ready for Baby Sarah back at their house.
6:30pm, Doctors' Lounge
"I hope this is good, Gabriel."
"The baby was born."
"Really?" Morgead replied.
"A girl named Sarah Sinead Fairchild. 7 pounds, 8 ounces; just as you
predicted. I wanted to clean her up myself, so it would be done the right
way, but Jeff Simpson ran off with her before I could."
"It doesn't matter. But there is a change in plans."
"Let the girl go home with her parents. We'll start chasing after her
when she gets to 694 years."
6:45pm, Pathology Lab
"Here she is!" The nurse announced.
He came straight into the lab, holding a freshly cleaned Sarah. The
female doctor he had talked to earlier, Samantha, was waiting for him. Once
the baby had been laid down, the two of them quickly slipped into robes for
the ritual. The both were silently thanking the Goddess that Jeff had
gotten Sarah away from O'Connell, before he could do anything to her.
"Bring forth the child!" Samantha intoned. "What shall she be named?"
Jeff took the baby off the table and brought it to Samantha. "Her name
shall be Sarah Sinead Fairchild." He replied.
"Daughter of Valentino and Dawn, your name shall be Sarah-Sinead.
Samantha smiled at the baby, and carefully took her in her arms. When
Jeff was ready, he continued the litany to the invisible audience.
"We are gathered her to welcome this child, Sarah, into our community
and to ask the blessings of the elemental powers and the Goddess and God
upon her. We will also listen to the pledge of those who will stand as
Goddess-parents to her. Welcome."
Once Jeff had said his parts, Samantha took Sarah around to the
elements, making a special presentation. After Jeff gave Sarah her secret
Wiccan name (not to be repeated here), he and Samantha invoked the Goddess
and God. When that was done, they were ready to hear the pledges of the
Samantha looked at Jeff. "We didn't get anyone to be the Goddess-
"Who said we couldn't be?"
Samantha shrugged. "True."
Together, the two of them swore to be Sarah's rightful Goddess-
parents. When that was done, they finished the ritual by rubbing patchouli
oil on the birthmark on Sarah's arm (scarily identical to the one on
Christine York's arm) and Jeff hurried the baby back upstairs. Hopefully,
Sarah hadn't been too badly missed.
7:00pm, Greater Queens Masonic Temple
The head of the New York City Witches' Council asked the members in
attendance to join hands. Once the room was linked and silent, Aria began
"Dear Gaia and Cerunnos, we thank you today for the safe birth of
Sarah Sinead Fairchild, and thank you for guiding our fellow Witch from the
Summerlands back to the mundane once again." She paused. "Please protect
her from wedding Morgead if it is your will, and guide her to a safe and
happy life. Blessed be."
"Blessed be!" the room chorused.