Laying down sideways on the hospital bed at Mount Zonah Medical Center, Blake Khranitel had her eyes closed trying to endure the pain with a husband who was sitting down next to her, watching every movement and contraction she's having.

"You're really starting to annoy me, Logan." Blake managed to say, while hugging herself with the hospital blanket that's covering her pregnant stomach.

"I bet… but you wouldn't want me gone, and I wouldn't let myself leave." Logan responded.

"I know… I want drugs so badly…" Blake said, wincing her eyes, before holding onto the railing of the hospital bed, and felt Logan's hand rubbing it.

"The thing is that they won't give them until the little one really starts moving. But they'll know when that is." Logan said once Blake's grip on the bars loosened after a few seconds.

"I hate you right now…" Blake cried softly.

"Not as much as how I hate that I can't do a whole range of things right now… I'd really make it all go away if I could, have the little baby just appear in our arms." Logan replied, his hand remaining on top of hers.

"I know… I'm sorry… I haven't gotten much sleep, since the past 7 hours and we've been in the hospital like forever." Blake said, covering her face as she started crying. "I want to hold our baby now, but I can't handle this."

"You've done really well so far, 6 hours gone… you can do this, I know you can." Logan responded.

"I know I can…" Blake said, before resting on her back before resting her hand on her stomach. "I hope it won't be long." She stated, before Logan's hand was touching her stomach.

"You and me both… it wouldn't be nice to have the same as my mother did with me, stuck in the delivery room for 17 hours." Logan replied.

"Maybe it could happen, Logan." Blake said, before feeling the baby moving and felt another contraction coming. "Okay, now that was the little one… oww…" Blake said, having her blue eyes closed when Logan felt the baby moved and held onto her right hand.

"It won't be 17 hours, that much is certain then." Logan said, shifting his chair closer to the bed.

"I wish…" Blake said, before resting her head back into the pillows.

The long hours at being at Mount Zonah was starting to make Blake very tired, but having Logan around she stayed up and even fell asleep, until it was happen when she was taking towards the delivery ward with him and a few nurses.

"I can't breathe… and it hurts like hell!" Blake cried, holding onto Logan's hand while the other hand was behind her spine.

"You want to…" Logan started to question before he carefully picked Blake up and carried her.

"What are you doing?" Blake questioned.

"It'll do you good to keep the weight off your feet at this stage." Logan answered as he and the nurses continued the walk with Blake held in his arms.

"Alright…" Blake whispered, holding onto him tightly before they walked into the delivery room where Blake was going to be having the little one.

Being in the delivery room for a long 30 minutes, finally brought relieved to Blake and Logan as the new mother's screams were replaced with loud, but shrilling baby cries. The small baby girl weigh at least 6 pounds and 11 ounces as the nurses continue doing their jobs on the baby girl and even on Blake.

Blake was resting against the pillows with a soft smile on her face as Logan was catching glimpses of the small baby girl while the nurses were cleaning her off and wrapping her up in a warm hospital blanket.

"How does she look?" Blake questioned softly while Logan was still with the nurses, until he turn around to face his wife.

"Like the miracle of a lifetime… and visually, entirely healthy." Logan answered, stepping back over towards Blake with the tiny infant in his arms.

"Let me see her…" Blake said, having her arms out. Logan placed the baby into her arms slowly, as she examines the baby while holding her close. "She's so beautiful… She's has your hair, Logan." She said softly.

"She does… little golden ones. And her face… almost reminds me of your sister a little." Logan replied.

"She's almost looks like Charlie, huh?" Blake said, before the small baby started opening her eyes for the first time to reveal that she has her mother's eyes. "Logan… our baby has my eyes." Blake said quietly, showing a sweet smile.

"She has… eyes like little globes of ice, I'd say." Logan replied.

The baby in Blake's arms started smiling before cooing softly at her mother.

"Hi baby girl... I'm your Mommy. You kicked my ribs so hard, every time that your daddy made spicy food for dinner." Blake said softly in the kindest voice she had, before placing a kiss on her forehead and the baby's arms were reaching towards her mother's chin and loose strands of Blake's black hair.

As Blake started whispering softly to the baby against her forehead, the baby noticed Logan as her cute little icy globes stared at his brown ones.

"Hey sweetie pie… I'm your ol' pops, but probably better called Dada for now." Logan said, lightly placing his finger in the tiny palm of the little girl's hand, and her fingers closed around it.

"Aww, she's a daddy's little girl." Blake said, looking at the baby and then to Logan. "She's gonna be spoiled by you forever."

"Not spoiled as such… spend more time and less money is how you make a grateful child, so I'm told. But yeah… she will be absolutely spoiled nuts by the time we'll spend together." Logan replied.

"Yeah, I'll be the one who's not getting attention from her husband, since he loves his daughter more than me." Blake said, before touching the baby's blonde hair with her index finger.

"How could I really love one of you more than the other? You've both changed my life… and I couldn't live without either of you." Logan responded.

"I know we've both have…" Blake said, before looking at baby's small hand still wrapped around Logan's finger. "You wanna be in Daddy's arms?" She questioned, as the baby showed a toothless smile. "I'm guessing that's a yes." Blake said, before Logan had his arms out for the baby to be place as she did it slowly and relaxed against the pillows.

"One thing for certain, you need your rest now." Logan said after a few moments of holding the baby.

"But we need to name our daughter, Logan." Blake said, now showing sleepy eyes. "I can't sleep until we name her." She said, quietly.

"You mentioned a while back, carrying the 'Sleigh' part of the name as a family tradition through the girls." Logan replied as he thought.

"Oh I did?" Blake questioned. "Well, somehow I thought of one name. How about… Harleigh?" She said, before her eyes slowly closed but not sleeping at the moment, just waiting for Logan's answer.

"That'll be perfect." Logan answered after a few moments.

"Good… Harleigh Khranitel is her name." Blake said, before she finally went to sleep.

A few minutes later into Blake's sleep, Logan kept a close eye on his little girl as Harleigh's eyes were closed. The father heard the door opening as he noticed Blake's father, Michael walking in with a smile on his face.

"Hey, Mr. De Santa." Logan greeted quietly, as Michael walk towards Logan who's still holding the small baby girl in his hands.

"How was she?" Michael questioned, after noticing his youngest daughter who was still asleep.

"Like a trooper. She's sound asleep after so long, but now..." Logan said, before looking down at Harleigh who had her eyes closed and snoring lightly. "Little one's here and she's beautiful."

Harleigh yawned quietly before opening her eyes to see her father smiling at her, and then noticed Michael for the first time.

"Hello, precious…" Michael greeted softly while stroking her blonde hair. "I'm your Granddad. My God, you have blue eyes like your mother and me." He said, now touching her left cheek softly.

"I know she does…" Logan said, before passing Harleigh towards Michael as he had waiting arms for his granddaughter. "Where is Mrs. De Santa, and the others?"

"My wife will be here soon, but I've decided to stay behind to see my granddaughter for the first time." Michael said, while looking at Harleigh's blue eyes filled with wonder. "What's the little one's name?" He questioned, as Harleigh left hand was reaching up towards Michael's chin.

"Blake and I decide to use the 'Sleigh' part for our future girls, but she and I agree on one name." Logan replied, before looking at the small baby in Michael's arms as she grabbed onto the ex-crinimal's blueish green polo shirt. "Her name is Harleigh Khranitel'."

"That's perfect." Michael said, before Harleigh agree with a satisfied babble. "You like your name, precious? Mommy didn't like her name at first, but I nicknamed her."


After being in the hospital for a few days, Blake and Logan were able to take Harleigh home with them. Somehow, it seemed easy being a parent for both Logan and Blake, but with Harleigh's constant crying every night was hard on them. There was some times that Harleigh wanted a bottle of formula, needing a diaper change and even wanting to have attention until she fell asleep in her parent's arms or in her baby crib.

Blake had a hard time getting some sleep, since she was the one who did all the work of being pregnant for nine months and going through labor and delivery her within fourteen hours. Gladly, Logan was there to lend a helping hand whenever he noticed how tired or agitated his wife was in front of him and the baby.

But this is kept up for a long time for them.

It was an early morning around 7am in their new home, as Logan and Blake were sleeping in after taking care of Harleigh somewhere around 2 in the morning. But now the loud, fussing cries were slowly waking up the parents, as Blake moaned softly before touching Logan's stubble chin with her left hand.

"Logan… it's your turn." Blake managed to say.

"My turn… right…" Logan replied before rolling out of the bed and heading to the nursery room just across the hall.

"She might be needing a diaper change and a bottle again…" Blake said loudly, hugging onto her pillow close that has Logan's scent on it. "'Cause I breastfed her last night."

"Like I always say, I've handled way worse than…" Logan started to reply, his words trailing off as he stopped in his tracks in Harleigh's room, his gaze out of the window.

"Do you want me to come in there?!" Blake shouted, as Logan kept his eyes out the window and he noticed a moving van from across the house. "God damn, do I have to change two babies?!" She questioned.

"No, it's fine… we're just getting new neighbours is all." Logan responded before carefully picking little Harleigh up out of her crib.

"I'll get up later and meet them…" Logan heard Blake's voice through the baby monitor, as he grabbed a fresh diaper and the unscented baby wipes. "I'm tired as hell."

"Close your eyes again then, I'll be back in a sec." Logan replied as he placed the diaper and wipes down beside where he'd placed Harleigh on the blanket covered table.

"Alright, be careful, she likes to move around." Blake said, before hearing soft whines from the baby monitor while Logan was unsnapping Harleigh's grey onesie saying 'Little Peanut'.

As Logan lift up the baby's legs, Harleigh started squirming around while he was changing her and started whining, pushing her father's fingers away from her lower half being cleaned off.

"Come on sweetie, if you don't wear these you'll end up in a mess." Logan said as he managed to stick down the left side. "Now when you're a bit older, we'll work together so you don't have to wear them anymore."

Somehow, Harleigh managed to stay still as Logan finished changing her and snapped her onesie back on.

"You can bring her back here to feed her a bottle." Blake said, through the baby monitor with her eyes closed. "It's up to you." She said, once more.

He went into the kitchen and found a wash and dry violet tinted baby bottle in the sink as he filled it halfway with sensitive baby formula and water. Logan started shaking the bottle with one hand after placing the nipple on it as he managed to walk back towards the bedroom with Harleigh in his left arm.

"Is she alright now?" Blake questioned, with her closed eyes, before feeling Logan sitting down on the bed with the baby in his arms.

"Clean and a quiet drink seems alright to me." Logan answered, Blake turning over to her side to look at him and Harleigh.

"Hey, baby girl…" Blake said, touching Harleigh's cheek with her index finger. "You been a good girl for Daddy?" She questioned, as Harleigh kept drinking her formula not looking at her mother but only at Logan. "She's such a difficult baby, Logan." She said, before falling back onto her Logan scented pillow.

"A bit inattentive, yeah… she'll learn though. Everyone was the same once, she'll learn these things as she grows up." Logan replied.

"I know. But we're getting use to being parents and all." Blake said, touching Logan's cheek.

"No one ever truly gets used to it… there's always something unknown around every corner, be it someone's first child as an infant or even something like their fifth as a college student." Logan replied as Harleigh reached the end of her bottle's contents and eventually released her gums from the end.

"Finally. Are you all done, Harleigh?" Blake questioned, now sitting up and looking at the baby, before taking Harleigh into her arms. Then the mother place Harleigh's chin over her left shoulder, as she patted the baby's back gently hearing small coughs and cries.

"Don't you banish another shirt to the washing machine now, baby girl." Logan said.

"Like she did, when you lifted up her up in the air and she threw up on your shirt and chin." Blake said, while giggling reminded him of what happened last time. "That made me laugh…" Blake and Logan heard Harleigh burping loudly once, before Blake held her in front of her. "Good job, baby doll. It's different from my milk, wasn't it?" She questioned, and the baby was smiling in front of them. "Now, what did you say about new neighbors?" She questioned Logan.

"There was a moving truck outside by the house two doors down… only a small one so I wouldn't say that it's more than maybe two people at most, or one with a larger array of belongings." Logan answered.

"Well, we should introduce ourselves to him or her later on." Blake said, now laying Harleigh down on the bed, while tickling her tummy as she started giggling happily. "Should I make my homemade cookies for the new neighbor?" She questioned her husband.

"Yeah, they always seem to boost the charm." Logan answered.

"You're saying yes, because you want some of my cookies?" Blake questioned, before giggling.

"As well as that, yeah." Logan answered with a laugh too before he got his legs back under the bed covers.

"Let me put Harleigh back in her crib, so we can have some time together." Blake said, before getting out the bed and taken Harleigh into her arms, leaving out of the bedroom.