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"Emily, would you like to go meet your daughter?" She asked softly as Emily and Aria both stood up.

"Where is my wife? Is she okay?" Emily asked, hoping that there would be good news; she decided to focus on Quinn later since she knew she was alright.

"Spencer lost almost half of her blood volume and we had to constantly use the rapid infuser to try and replenish her blood volume, but she just kept hemorrhaging and eventually it was too much. Her heart stopped three times during surgery, she fought so hard, Emily-"

"Come on Quinn, it's time for bed." Emily said to her now eight-year-old daughter, who was curled up on the couch with her.

"Mama, can't we just watch one more movie?" She begged, giving her the typical Hastings puppy dog pout.

"I've become immune to that adorable pout over the last eight years, but nice try, honey. Come on, let's get up and brush your teeth. I'll read you a story once you hop into bed."

"Fine, but it better be a good one." The eight-year-old said as she trekked upstairs towards her bathroom.

"Yup, you are definitely Spencer's daughter." Emily smiled as she watched her daughter walk up the steps slowly, trying to elongate the time before she went to bed.

"Okay mama, you can read me a story now!"

"Alright, honey. Oh, and remember that tomorrow is your mommy's birthday, so why don't you make her a card or something? I'm sure she'd appreciate it." Emily suggested as she gave Quinn a side hug while sitting on her bed.

"Why? It's not like she's even going to be here." The girl said angrily.

"Quinn Avery Hastings, do not take that tone with me. And you're mommy would love it if you made her a card."

"Don't you miss here ever, mama? She's been gone for such a long time." Quinn said quietly, with tears starting to form in her eyes.

"Of course I do, honey, but I know that she loves us so, so much, and that makes it easier."

An hour later, Quinn was sound asleep in her bed and Emily had just finished brushing her teeth and was hopping into bed.

Around midnight, Emily heard her bathroom light go on and the door being closed, but she chose to ignore it. Less than 5 minutes later, she felt two kisses being placed on her enlarged stomach before she felt them again on her neck.

She slowly opened her eyes and blinked a few times, before her eyes focused on the person sitting next to her, on the edge of the bed.

"Spencer! You're back!" She semi-squealed as she jolted up to hug her wife.

"Yeah, I missed you and the kids way too much, so I made everyone hurry up and finish the job a week early."

"Good, it's not the same without you here."

"How was everyone?"

"Good. Quinny is really sad, she misses you so much, but she was good. And Andrew was so tired out from his friends fifth birthday that he literally almost fell asleep in his pasta tonight."

"Shay and Finn, have you guys been behaving for mama?" Spencer asked as she scooted down to talk to Emily's pregnant belly.

"Yes, they were perfect little angels for the most part. They missed you too, though. We all did. No one is as happy without you here." Emily admitted as she pulled her wife into a kiss.

"Well I wasn't very happy without all of you. Just ask any one of the guys who had to work with me." Spencer laughed quietly.

"I believe it." Emily said, partially joking. "But I do believe that it is now someone's birthday." She said as she checked the clock, realizing that it was now 12:07am.

"I guess it is. And there's nowhere else I'd rather be spending it."

"Happy birthday, Spence. I love you so much." Emily said truthfully, leaving another, more passionate kiss on her wife's lips.

"I love you too." She answered as she slowly pushed Emily back, so she was lying down, and then wrapped her arms around her, kissing the back of her neck and rubbing her stomach.

"Spencer lost almost half of her blood volume and we had to constantly use the rapid infuser to try and replenish her blood volume, but she just kept hemorrhaging and eventually it was too much. Her heart stopped three times during surgery, she fought so hard, Emily-"

"So what are you trying to say?" Emily managed to spit out as Aria rubbed her back.

"She fought for you, Emily. Once we delivered Quinn, we were able to get the bleeding under control in about half an hour. Her heart did stop three times due to blood loss, but she managed to pull through after we continued to use the rapid infuser to help replenish her blood volume."

"So she's going to be okay?" Emily asked, still completely unsure as to what was happening, as Aria let out a big breath she was holding in.

"I am very confident that she will make a full recovery. Once she's out of recovery, we'll bring her down to the ICU, she'll be heavily sedated and loopy for a while, but she should make a full recovery. We're confident that there won't be any long term effects, but only time will tell."

"Thank you so much, Dr. Worthington. For everything."

"It was my pleasure, Emily." She smiled brightly.

"And you said my daughter is okay?"

"She is. Quinn was born at 32 weeks, which is still premature, but we got lucky, it could've been a lot worse. She only weighs about 4 pounds, but she's strong like her moms. She doesn't seem to have any problems, the corticosteroids did their job of increasing lung function, but she's being moved up to the NICU to be monitored."

"Am I allowed to see her?"

"Of course. You can hold her to, if you want. I'm sure she would love the contact with someone."

"Definitely. I'll head up there now. Thank you again." Emily said, pulling the doctor into a hug, not caring if she got blood on her clothes.

10 minutes later, she was wearing a gown and being shown to the isolette that her daughter was in.

She smiled slightly and got butterflies in her stomach as soon as she saw the name card attached to the outside of the isolette.

Quinn Avery Hastings

Born 8/14/20

4lb 3oz

Parents: Emily and Spencer Hastings

Emily's eyes filled with tears as she looked into the isolette and saw her daughter's chocolate brown eyes peering up at her for the first time.

The nurse unlatched the isolette and allowed Emily to pick up her daughter and sit in the rocking chair next to it.

"Hi sweetie, I'm your mama." Emily whispered, tears spilling onto her cheeks as she kissed her daughter on the cheek.

"Your mommy and I love you very much. You'll get to meet her really soon, she can't wait to see you."

Emily was busy talking and staring at her daughter, who had since fallen asleep in her arms, when a nurse came over to get her two hours later.

"Mrs. Hastings? Your wife is in the ICU now, you can go see her if you want."

"Thank you so much."

"Do you want to feed your daughter first or would you rather see your wife, because we can feed her for you."

"No, I'd love to feed her. Thank you."

"No problem, I'll be right back with a bottle for her."

"She's perfect, Spence. Absolutely perfect. She looks like you, she's gorgeous. I can't wait until you get to meet her. I have a feeling I'm not going to be your favorite after you hold this one." Emily smiled as she continued playing with her wife's hand.

"Words cannot explain how happy I am that you came back to me. I love you so much, and I'll be here when you wake up." Emily promised as she stood up to kiss Spencer's cheek and then sat back down.

Aria had promised Emily that she would stand outside the NICU and watch Quinn for her, since she wasn't allowed to be in the NICU with her.

More than six hours later, Spencer's eyelids finally started twitching and Emily felt her wife's fingers move a little bit in her hand.

"Spence? Can you hear me, honey?" Emily asked, squeezing her wife's hand.

"You are really here. I wasn't dreaming." Spencer said happily, in a raspy voice. Emily grabbed her some water to drink before she responded to her wife.

"Of course I'm here, there's nowhere else I'd rather be." She smiled, kissing her wife's hand. "You gave me quite the scare, Mrs. Hastings."

"I'm sorry, Em." Spencer said, closing her eyes briefly, obviously exhausted. Then she realized the pain coming from her abdomen and looked down to see a non-pregnant belly.

"She's fine, Spence. She's gorgeous." Emily spoke up fast, knowing exactly what her wife would be thinking.

"She is?" Spencer asked, tears now heavily flowing down her cheeks.

"She is perfect, and healthy. I promise." Emily answered as she wiped Spencer's face for her, and then kissed her forehead.

"Can I see her?"

"I don't think you can right now, honey. I'm sorry. She's in the NICU and I don't think she's allowed to leave, but I'll go ask your doctor really fast, okay?" Spencer nodded.

5 minutes later, Emily walked back into the room.

"She's checking to se how Quinn is for us, then she'll see. Do you want to see a picture of her though?"

"Definitely." She responded faster than ever before.

"I got one of the nurses to take it for me." Emily handed Spencer her phone and Spencer immediately broke into a smile when she saw a picture of Emily cuddling with their newborn daughter in a rocking chair.

"You are both gorgeous. Breathtaking." Spencer sighed, still staring at the picture, "I can't wait to meet her.

"Well is now too soon?" Dr. Worthington asked, pushing an isolette into the room.

"Now is perfect." Spencer answered as Emily got up to pick up their daughter and hand her to Spencer.

A new batch of tears made it to Spencer and Emily's eyes as Spencer got to hold their daughter for the first time.

"She's beautiful." Spencer finally said.

"She is. Just like you." Emily responded, tucking a piece of hair behind Spencer's ear.

"I love you, Emily. Both of you."

"I love you both, too." Emily placed a kiss on both of their foreheads and sat down as she heard someone knock and open the door.


"Hey Spence, how're you feeling?"

"Much better, now that I've got my girls with me." She answered truthfully, smiling at everyone in the room.

"Good, I'm glad. You guys, she is adorable."

"Thanks, Aria. And thank you for everything these past few weeks." Emily thanked her from the bottom of her heart, Spencer nodding along in agreement.

"Not a problem at all. Do you want me to take a picture of you three?"

"That would be great."

"Okay, smile." She said, after she whipped out her phone to take the picture.

Emily sat on the edge of Spencer's bed and leaned in, wrapping her arm around Spencer's shoulder, as Spencer held Quinn happily and the two new parents looked at the camera, smiling bigger than ever.

"Mommy, you're back!" Five-year-old Andrew screamed as he rushed towards Spencer who was helping Emily making breakfast.

She smiled brightly as he wrapped her arms around her legs. She bent down and wrapped him up in a big hug, squeezing him hard.

"Of course I am, I couldn't stay away from all of you for one more day!" She added, kissing his cheeks to make him smile and laugh.

"Why were you gone for so long, Mommy?" He asked innocently.

"Because your mommy had to go to New York for a few weeks for her work, remember? She wanted to go before the twins get here, but now she is staying put." Emily answered, ruffling their son's hair.

"Your mama is right, I'm staying here for a long, long time. No more trips for me any time soon."

"You promise?"

"Promise. Now why don't you wake up your sleepy sister and tell her that breakfast is ready."

"Okay!" He yelled excitedly as he charged upstairs.

"Oh, I missed you so much." Emily said as she wrapped her arms around Spencer's neck.

"I love you so much." She smiled at her wife brightly as she kissed her lips, "I love all of you like crazy." She answered, once she felt the babies kick from where her hands were placed on her stomach.

"We all love you too. And we would appreciate it if you didn't leave for a while."

"I won't, I promise."

"Good. Now prepare for the stampede that is our children." Emily joked as she started setting the plates on the table.

Spencer grabbed the milk and water from the fridge and had just set it down on the table when she heard her kids running down the stairs.

"Be careful on those stairs!" She yelled, not wanting one of them to get hurt.

"Mommy! You're back!" Quinn screamed as she launched herself into her mom's arms.

Thank you so much to everyone who read, reviewed, and stuck with me for this story, you are all awesome! I really hoped you liked the story!

Some people mentioned the possibility of a sequel…would you all be up for that? If you are, let me know and also give me some ideas of what you want to happen (Just cuteness? More serious stuff? What do you think?). Thanks again for reading and reviewing!