A short oneshot I thought up of. R/R! Read the comment at the bottom please! And participate in the poll on my profile. :]

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ZACH POV

Cammie, Bex, Grant, and I had been sitting in the living room of the apartment Cammie and I lived in when it started.

Cammie screamed, and we all knew it was time. We rushed her to the hospital, and she started panting.

"Zachary Goode! If you ever touch me again I swear I will murder you! And you know I can and no one will ever find out! ARGH!" Sweat matted her face as she battled against the contractions. Bex was whispering soft words to her,

"I'm sorry man." Grant said hitting me on the back, smiling.

"Oh shut up." I said, pushing him away.

"Come on Cammie, you can do it. Just push." I said as she screamed again.

"Don't touch me! I swear once this is over I am going to murder you, Zach!"

"Come on sweetie, you can do it." Bex said soothingly. Grant left the room in search of a snack machine while his godchild was being born. Typical Grant. Although I didn't want him in here seeing my wife like this.

"BEX! MURDER HIM PLEASE!" Cammie shouted.

"Just a little more." The doctor said. Apparently it was normal for her to want to kill me for putting her in that pain.

"ARGH!" she pushed harder.

"Come on Cammie. You can do it. A little while longer." I said supportively.

When I heard a wail, I looked up, and Cammie sighed.

"Congratulations, you have a healthy baby boy." Said the doctor. He handed the bundle of joy to Cammie.

"Aw… he's so cute!" said Grant, walking back in with a mouthful of Granola Bar.

"What are you going to name him?" Bex asked.

Cammie looked up at me, obviously back to normal, "Christopher, after my father. And Joe as his middle name, after my step-father." I smiled at her.

"Sounds great. I can already tell this kid is Blackthorne material. Maybe someday he'll fall in love with a Gallagher Girl like I did." I smirked.

Cammie smiled back at me, "Haha. Very funny. Oh and I was kidding before when I said you could never touch me again."

I kissed her sweaty forehead, "Good. That would be worse torture than being stuck as a hostage with the Israelis." She laughed along with Bex and Grant.

"Would you like to hold your godchild?" Cammie asked Bex.

"Of course!" she squealed.

"MY TURN!" screamed Grant, and carefully held our child. "Aw, yeah, this kid is going to kick all the criminal's butts. You know he'll take after his Uncle Grant." He handed Christopher to me.

I rocked him up and down, "He's so… small and fragile. Could you even imagine him growing up to be like us?" I asked, looking up at my friend's and wife's faces.

Just then Macey, Liz, and Jonas burst into the room.

"Where is my neice or nephew?" squealed Macey. "I have to make sure they have good fashion sense."

"This is Christopher Joe Goode." Cammie said, as I handed him over to Macey.

"Aw…so cute. He's going to be a killer hawtie someday." She said as she handed him over to Liz.

"And he's going to be a genius. I wonder how much he'll turn out like you two. Aw, wouldn't it be cute if he fell in love with a Gallagher Girl while he was in high school?" She said, transferring him to Jonas.

"Considering déjà vu, talk about another Love Story. Romeo and Juliet. Blackthorne and Gallagher combined into a little package. This kid has the best of both worlds. The Chameleon, and the guy who always smirks. I wonder how his personality will turn out." He handed Christopher back to Cammie. I sat down next to her, and everyone in the room gazed down at him with loving eyes.

It was our mission to keep him safe.

"He's perfect." Cammie whispered.

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PM me and tell me if you want me to make this an actual story about Christopher growing up, as a student at Blackthorne, and an exchange with Gallagher...you know. Of course I would finish The Mission first. :] R/R!