M!A: Since you have been learning about pregnancy in class, Christine is pregnant and in labor. The other person you are rping with helps deliver the baby and is the father.

(With Lesenjolras)

Christine ran her hand lightly over her swollen stomach, feeling a small foot kick her hand. She smiled softly, and sang lightly to herself and her unborn child. It had been almost nine months, and she hoped that she would be able to see her little one soon.

She glanced around the cafe, wondering where Enjolras was. He had stepped outside for just one moment to scold Marius for arriving late to the meeting. Joly sat in a corner, reading a book. He caught her glance and smiled. She returned it, and began singing quietly again.

Suddenly, her stomach muscles contracted and a wave of pain washed over her. She felt a wetness trickled down her leg and begin to puddle on the floor, quickly realizing her water had broken. She fell into a nearby chair, groaning loudly. Joly rushed over, quickly realizing that she had just gone into labor. Christine closed her eyes, wishing Enjolras was here.

As soon as she had made her wish, the door opened. "Darling?" She called, her voice weak from the pain ravaging through her body.

Enjolras walked back into the café, and he had no idea what was taking place in the room. He heard a loud groan, and his eyes fixed around finding Christine placed in a chair, sweat on her forehead. It couldn't be now, half of the boys in the café didn't even know that Enjolras was the father of the young woman's child. "Christine" He said softly, as he knelt down beside the chair. "I'm here now," He whispered quietly. He was nervous, he had no idea how to bring a child to the world. He looked at Joly, hoping that he knew. "Is she giving birth?" He asked, pointing out the obvious.

Joly nodded. "I know what to do. I will return in a moment." He left the two alone, going to get his medical bag. Christine reached for Enjolras' hand and gave it a gentle squeeze. "I'm so glad you are here." She murmured, glancing around nervously at all the other men who had somehow remained oblivious to what had just happened milling around the cafe. She would prefer if all of them were not here for the birth of their child. Marius would be acceptable to assist Joly, but she hoped that everyone else would leave.

Enjolras looked around at the men surround them, "Leave!" He ordered them, sensing that Christine was feeling uncomfortable with all those eyes staring upon her. "You'll have a baby in your arms in just a few hours, Christine" He kissed her hand lightly, trying to keep both of them calm.

She smiled softly. "I hope so…" Her voice trailed off as a contraction ran through her body. She stifled a small cry, and closed her eyes tightly. Enjolras lightly placed his hand on her forehead, murmuring words of comfort. After a few minutes, the pain lessened and she opened her eyes. Joly was walking back into the room with his medical bag, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

Enjolras saw Joly come into the room, he smiled watching him make ready for the baby's arrival. Enjolras knew little about childbirth, and he wasn't sure what he could do. He simply held Christine's hand closely against his chest, right over where his heart was pumping harder than ever. "Everything will be alright, I promise"

Christine shifted in the armchair, attempting to make herself more comfortable. Licking her lips nervously, she watched as Joly began arranging things he would need. Hearing Enjolras' reassuring words she smiled softly at him, her other hand resting lightly on her abdomen.

"Breath" Enjolras begged, when the birth was truly beginning. He had noticed her breathing got heavier, but he knew that if it was bad Joly wouldn't be so calm. He seemed to have everything under control. He told Christine what to do and she listened. Enjolras dropped her hand, turning to Marius who had been helping Joly the whole time. Did the young lovesick boy know that it was Enjolras's child that was being brought to the world? "Marius go to the others, I don't think you want to see this."

Christine glanced at Marius, smiling softly. "Let him stay if that is what he wishes. It would be nice for Joly to have help" Her quickly turned into a sharp cry, as another contraction ripped through her body. She sat up, trying to ease the pain that had made itself evident in her lower back. Drawing deep gasping breaths, she felt a tear run down her cheek.

Marius had to leave. Enjolras knew that letting him stay wouldn't do any good. Marius properly sensed that Enjorlas wanted him to leave, and so he did. A shiver ran through Enjolras's body when he heard Christine gasping for air. He placed a hand on her cheek brushing away the tears. "You can do this, Christine!"

"No, I can't! It hurts so bad!" Christine wailed, tightening her grip on Enjolras' other hand. She laid her head on the back of the chair, and clenched her teeth. Her abdomen muscles had taken it upon themselves to torture her, and would not cease their torment.

"The pain will go away soon. Please just listen to me. You can do this!" He held her hand tightly, he placed a soft kiss on her forehead, trying to make her relax. "Push!" He heard Joly tell her, now it was time for the baby to arrive.

She heard Joly telling her to push on the next contraction, and she nodded. In a few moments, a wave of pain washed over her and she pushed as hard she could. Her grip on Enjorlas' hand tightened even more, and she saw him wince slightly in pain. When it subsided, she opened her eyes and saw Joly nod encouragingly. "Only a few more Christine. Then, it will all be over." His soothing voice calmed her slightly, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

Enjolras had fallen on his knees, and bowed his head over her hand, praying that Christine's pains would end soon. With every little scream of pain and discomfort she made, her felt horrible. Finally, he heard Joly say that the baby's head was now visible. "Almost there!"

Chrisitne closed her eyes and with one final push, the air was pierced with her babe's small cry. She collapsed back onto the chair, breathing heavily. She smiled at Joly, who was now holding their child wrapped in a small blanket. "It's a girl!" He announced smiling. She smiled at Enjolras, reaching out to touch his arm lightly. "We did it!"

"You did it!" Enjolras had done nothing compared to her. Joly placed the baby in Enjolras arms, and smiled before leaving the three of them alone. Enjolras looked down at the little girl in his arms, "She's so beautiful, Christine." He exclaimed, bending down, making sure that the mother could see her child. "I think we should name her Annabel," He told her softly.