Author's Note: This is a story that's been on my mind lately. I wasn't really planning for it to be a chapter story, but now it is. I hope to have more written soon. This is a late b-day present for Leigh Ann (leighann415) for her support! :)

Daphne couldn't help smiling as she looked around the table. It was just a simple family brunch, but she nearly felt tears in her eyes.

Niles reached over to cover her hand with his. "I can't think of a better way to celebrate Easter, a holiday that honors new life, than with my wife, who is carrying a beautiful new life inside her."

Martin and Ronee "aww"-ed as Niles and Daphne kissed. "Thank you, darling. But I'm as big as a house. I wish this baby would be born already!"

"Oh, my love, you've never looked more beautiful," Niles said reassuringly. "I wouldn't rush our new bundle of joy. He or she will come whenever they're ready."

Ronee nodded her agreement. "Niles is right. I remember when Hester was pregnant with Niles. She felt the way you do, but Marty kept telling her that the baby would come when it was ready. And of course, Niles did."

Niles blushed. "We Cranes are punctual!" He laughed.

There was a pause in the conversation. "Well, I know I'm not the greatest cook in the world, but I did manage to make breakfast for us all," Daphne said. She placed a plate of scrambled eggs in front of one-year-old David.

"Just think, my love. Next year, we'll have two babies with us for Easter."

Daphne couldn't help feeling a twinge of nervousness at Niles' words. She wasn't sure if she was ready to handle taking care of two young children at once. She and Niles hadn't planned on trying for more kids until David was a bit older. But, apparently, their sperm and eggs had other ideas. They were both elated, of course. But Daphne remained apprehensive.

Martin saw the look on his daughter-in-law's face. "What's wrong, Daph?"

Daphne forced a smile. "Nothing, Martin. I'm just thinking about the baby."

"I hope it's another boy," Martin said. "Boys do run in our family. David will have somebody to play catch with."

"I wouldn't count on that, Dad. If David inherits the Crane genes, he may end up getting a black eye or a broken nose when he plays T-ball," Niles said, laughing. Sports had never led to anything other than injuries for the Crane boys.

"David's different," Martin said emphatically. "Don't forget, he's also related to Simon, and Nigel, and the rest of Daphne's brothers. They love a good game of soccer, you know."

"That's certainly true," Daphne agreed. "Simon used to talk about playing soccer professionally. But of course then he found out he was much better at laying on the couch all day. He never did amount to much." She rolled her eyes at the mention of her least favorite brother. She turned to look at David, smiling automatically. "I don't really care who David turns out to be like. He's me son, and I love him."

"Daphne's right," Niles said, kissing her cheek. "I would rather my son learn to appreciate the beauty of a spirited chess match than a football game, but it's his choice."

Daphne squeezed her husband's hand. Her heart warmed to hear that her husband would say that. She knew he had his heart set on teaching his son all about classical music and the arts, but he wasn't going to force his son to do anything, the way Martin had when he and Frasier were growing up.

But suddenly, Daphne felt something that was all too familiar. "Oh, my God. I think my water just broke."

"Now?!" Niles asked. "But - but -" Panic began to set in. He wasn't prepared for this at all.

"I know I'm not due for another week, but I don't think our baby knows that!" Daphne yelled. This was definitely not how anyone had planned for the birth to happen. It didn't seem to matter. She needed to get to the hospital NOW!