Tracy pushed and pushed, it had been nine years since she'd had a baby and she had forgotten just how excruciating the pain could be. It had been hers and Rob's choice to keep the baby, especially after Rob had found out that she was to bare him a son. It was one of his life long ambitions to have a family, not a large one but at least one child. Tracy wasn't exactly his perfect choice of women but she was foolish enough to believe that he loved her. He was fond of her but he wouldn't exactly call it love. Rob was a very reserved guy when it came to emotions and being completely honest with people and he liked it that way.

Tracy screamed again and crushed his hand as she began cursing. She wanted this baby out and now. She had been in labour for hours and it hurt. Rob wasn't offering much support at her side, if in fact anything he was more bored than ever. He gritted his teeth as she crushed his fingers and hoped her family were going to turn up soon to be with her so he didn't have to be. Of course he'd stick around but he didn't want to be present at the delivery of his son.

Deirdre appeared seconds later at the door with Tracy's daughter Amy excited to meet her little brother and waved to Rob. He pulled his hand away from Tracy's bionic grip and hurried outside to update her as to the progress. Anxious Deirdre couldn't wait to get in there with her daughter and offer her support and Rob was only too happy to let her. Tracy had woke up screaming in the night and he'd listened to her ever since, he was exhausted.

"Get this bloody thing out of me!" Tracy practically cried out. She was screaming and screaming still so loudly that little Amy looked terrified by what she was hearing but not seeing from within.

"Is mummy ok?" she asked innocently of Rob as he took her hand.

"Sure sweetheart" he responded not thinking whether his words offered any support to the impressionable little girl at his side.

He needed a coffee, seeing her terrified little expression when Tracy cursed out loudly again he decided they should go to the café. Pulling up a chair he placed Amy's milkshake and biscuit he had treated his honorary daughter to and sat opposite sipping his own coffee as he text away to let his sister know she was about to become and Aunt and Peter again an Uncle.

Being with Tracy meant he'd sort of inherited Amy, and as glad as he was to have her she wasn't his flesh and blood and so he didn't want to adopt any responsibility for her. If he was truly honest he was only with Tracy now for the sake of their baby because she drove him mad. She wasn't popular or well liked but then again neither was he. They were well suited but if the truth be told Rob was pining after another of the streets residents that he had admired for a long time so Tracy was just a way of keeping himself occupied until he could get whom he really desired.

"Breathe" coached Deirdre at her daughter's side and eyeing the nurses idly standing by as her daughter continued to suffer.

"Excuse me" she called over to one of them. "Can't you do anything for her, she is in so much pain?"

"No, sorry we just have to wait now" advised the nurse who frankly wasn't a fan of Tracy after having had abuse hurled at her since the patient had arrived.

Panting hard Tracy tried again to push. She had the urge and so followed it, she knew that feeling, it was finally time. Crushing her mother's hand she called out to make them all aware and the swarm of nurses quickly gathered around her. Tracy was right, it was time and suddenly her partner Rob was nowhere to be seen.

"Where is Rob?" she breathlessly asked looking to her mum for an answer before screaming out in pain again.

"I don't know love, he'll be here you just concentrate on your breathing" Deirdre reassured.

Tracy pushed and the head appeared, the midwife very kindly advising her of such fact. It was nearly over now; only a few more pushes and their son would be born. Taking a deep breath, a sweaty and irritable Tracy pushed for what she hoped would be the last time and the baby came out with ease. Seconds later the room was filled with cries of her son, he screamed and howled like none of them had ever heard a newborn cry before. It was almost inhuman.

Lying back on the bed Tracy panted hard, relieved that the pain was over and desperately trying to calm down and relax. When she had finally calmed, regulated her breathing and started to cool down her body temperature she felt a lot better but was annoyed Rob had failed to offer his presence at the moment his son arrived in the world. It frustrated her he should have been there, for her at least. It was just typical she had had to do this alone.

The nurses bought over the baby and placed him in Tracy's arms not that she cared much. She held him but did not coo over him, as most mothers would have done. Instead in true Tracy Barlow fashion she was moaning to her own mother about the lack of Rob's presence and how outraged she was that he had disappeared.

"I mean, where is he mum? He should be here to see his son. Am I the only one who thinks this, it is wrong he is missing" protested Tracy with wide eyes as she looked to Deirdre expectantly. Who unlike her daughter was itching to hold her grandson.

"I'll go and find him love" she offered.

"Thank you" said Tracy out of principle so that she didn't seem rude but she meant it in no way sincerely.

She looked down finally at her little boy, just them alone in the room now. He was perfect, thick dark hair decorating his scalp unusually and shiny blue eyes that were as clear as a summer morning's sky. He looked like Rob more than he did Tracy but that was usual with babies to look like their father at birth. All of a sudden she felt a connection and couldn't wait to introduce him to his father and her family. She was so proud and it made her glow as Deirdre returned with Rob and Amy in toe.

"Here they are" she announced proudly as any grandmother would.

Rob wandered over to peer at his son resting gently in his mother's arms. Tracy was grinning, a big smile that showed all her teeth as she offered out her arm and encouraged her daughter up on the bed beside her to meet her little brother.

"He is just precious" cooed Deirdre as she peered at him, his little eyes wide as he took in all the faces that stared at him. "He looks just like you baby, don't you think?" asked Tracy as Rob stood silently in shook by her side. That was his little boy and he couldn't be more perfect.

"Yes, yes he does" said Rob suddenly realising he better get involved in this perfect little family moment. Deirdre excitedly got them to all get in close together and took out her camera to snap the moment. Finally her daughter was happy, had a nice man in her life and two gorgeous children. As the camera flashed it captured the moment forever. Deirdre took the camera to show Tracy the picture and they smiled away at it stupidly not realising that the child's eyes had come out red and not blue even though the flash hadn't gone off.

The next day Tracy had been allowed to take her precious little boy home and couldn't wait to start proudly showing of her latest creation to anyone she could. No sooner was she back at number one she had him placed in the pram his father had purchased for her and tucked him in snugly so they could go and surprise Amy by collecting her from school. She would be so pleased to see them there and Tracy knew all the other mum's wouldn't be able to resist peeking at her gorgeous son. She liked the attention.

Confidently she left the house ready to unleash her baby on the world but little to Tracy's knowledge it wasn't just baby Donovan she was unleashing on the world. There was something much more being launched on society and unbeknown to the residents Tracy's latest spawn was going to unleash hell amongst them all.