I'm back with another new story! This one has been festering for over a year now and I finally sat down a few days ago to write it. 14,000 words and three days later, it is finished! I didn't want to upload it until it was finished, so here I am! This is pretty short, but after the chapters will get longer. I will upload every few days, just so I can make some edits for the next chapter.

I hope you enjoy and I encourage any feedback!

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Agonising pain tore through her and sweat dropped down her face. It eased for only a moment before a new wave hit, this time even stronger. She let out a soft cry of pain, tears rolling down her face as the nurse in front of her rubbed her hand.

"I can't do this!" she sobbed, choking the words out through the pain.

"Yes you can Rosie. You're doing so, so well."

"I'm only fifteen, I shouldn't be here!"

Deep green eyes met her own and she fought her tears once more as a hand reached up to stroke her cheek.

"I know, but you are here. It's not your fault and I am here for you until you tell me to go."

Another sob, her throat on fire as she choked down the scream trying to erupt from her as the next wave hit. This time it was longer and with it, she realised she was wanting to push down.

"I need to push!" she managed to say as the pain once more subsided.

"Okay sweetheart, if that's what your body is telling you, then that's what you're going to do."

Three hours and a lot more screaming later, the room was filled with a new set of cries, coming from the squirming bundle in doctor Whale's arms.

"Well done." The nurse said, smiling warmly at her.

She didn't take her eyes away, ignoring the pain of the afterbirth. When doctor Whale came back to her and handed her the bundle in the pink blanket, new tears came to her eyes, but this time, they were tears of happiness.

"She's so beautiful. Congratulations."

Rose Brown neither knew nor cared which of the medical staff said it, too transfixed with the life she held in her arms. She leaned down to kiss the soft skin, a single tear sliding down her nose as a pair of the biggest, brownest eyes stared up at her. it didn't matter that she had no parents, it didn't matter that she was living with a foster family and it didn't matter that she was barely fifteen. All that mattered was the little girl in her embrace, the little girl who she was going to be a mother to and who she was going to provide the best life she could. Doctor Whale came back over with a warm smile and she returned it with one of her own.

"So, what are we to call the little princess? We can't just call her baby brown, can we?"

Rose continued peering into her daughter's eyes, all the names she'd previously decided on going flying out the window. An entirely new name came to her mind, one she'd never even thought about before, but all at once, she knew it was the right choice to make.

"Paige. Her name is Paige."