That same day, Michelle felt a pain in her stomach as she was watching TV with Fanny in the 'hoarder room' and she had named it. She shrugged it off, thinking the baby just kept on moving. Well that baby moved a LOT. Soon Michelle knew it was moving-out of her.

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She was on the birthing bed. It hurt. Every contraction. Every move. Everything, every inch of her body hurt.

Fanny was right there. But she wanted-no, needed-Hubbell. But he was gone. He wouldn't be back for another three days. He couldn't come back early or fly this fast. He would have to miss his own kid's birth. He'd hate this.

'Can't you wait a week?' Michelle thought to her baby.

From that next contraction, Michelle could tell their baby couldn't.

"Michelle? You're fully dilated and ready to push, okay?" Michelle nodded nervously.

Fanny rushed over and held out her hand for Michelle to take. "Want a hand?" Michelle took it quickly and started to push. She couldn't even describe the feeling. She still wanted Hubbell. Fanny was good, but not him. She practically coached Michelle the whole time. She'd gone through it, she'd know.

Hubbell burst through the doors.

"Hubbell?" Fanny said surprised, yet glad. He ran over and took Michelle's hand.

"Hubbell, how did you get here? How'd you know?"

"I wouldn't miss my kid's birth for the world, Ma. I'll explain when it's out." He emphasized with a little laugh.

The birth took eight hours altogether.

"It's a little girl." One of the nurses said.

"Seven pounds and two ounces. Perfectly healthy, sir." Another one said to Hubbell.

Fanny sat on the edge of the bed. Hubbell sat next to Michelle. Michelle sat upright, holding her newborn baby girl in her arms. Her eyes were closed, but she wasn't sleeping. She was wrapped in a light pink blanket and was wearing a white one-piece with pink and purple hearts on it that Truly had made once she knew it was a girl.

"She's…" Hubbell said quietly so he wouldn't wake his new daughter. He tried to find the right word.

"Perfect." Michelle finished for him. He kissed her red forehead.

"I'm just glad I didn't miss it. Darn work almost made me miss my kid being born!" He laughed.

Truly watched from the uncomfortable chair she was sitting in.

"I don't know how you could've had the baby without him here…" she said smiling at Hubbell.

"I do." Michelle looked at Fanny with loving eyes. She could tell Fanny was teary-eyed now. "Until you came, Fanny pretty much coached me, held my hand, everything."

"What are you going to name her?" The four ballerinas who stood in their practice clothes said from the doorway asked.

"Michelle looked up at Hubbell. "We never really thought about that yet…"

"I think she looks like a Truly…" Truly said trying to fit into the newborn's life somehow as the others had.

"No way-" Michelle began.

"I don't know about that for the name, but you can definitely be the godmother." Hubbell said.

"Yay!" Truly said jumping with excitement. She gasped. "I have to make another outfit!" She ran out the door and to Sparkles. Michelle smiled; the baby did to with a little coo which made everyone in the room tenderly laugh.

"Carrie?" Ginny proposed.

"Taylor?" Melanie suggested.

"Sarah!" Boo said while clapping her hands.

Everyone looked at Sasha, expecting a suggestion. "What? Oh a name? Okay, whatever. Umm…Alicia?" Sasha said, not really wanting or caring about giving out a name to a baby.

"I actually like that name…" Michelle laughed.

"Alicia Flowers." Hubbell said, making the baby's name official.

"Seriously? That was just the first thing that came into my mind." Sasha laughed.

"Middle name?" Boo asked.

"Fanny" Michelle said.

"Fanny" Hubbell agreed.

"Here's your granddaughter, Fanny." Michelle handed Alicia over to Fanny.

Michelle thought Fanny was all tough. She'd never seen her cry. All those feelings changed when Fanny sat on the edge of Michelle's bed and kissed her newborn granddaughter's pink forehead and watched the tiny baby in her arms smile. She saw a single tear trickle down her face. Michelle thought she felt one fall from her face, too. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Hubbell move his hand and swipe it off her face. She smiled at him.

"You even look pretty when you cry." He gave her a quick, sweet kiss. "I love you."

"I love you, too."

'He thought love would come…' Fanny thought remembering the night she first met Michelle and their talk in the bar. '…it finally has.'

End! I hope you loved reading this, just as much as I did writing it! I will probably make a sequel about their crazy life with Alicia. keep rocking, bunheads ;)