A/N: I do not own any of the characters in this story except for Christy and Patrick, my OC,s. Reg belongs to Bri-chan (if no one noticed.)

Chapter 2- The Birth

"Gahh!" her scream could be heard throughout the entire palace loud and crystal clear. The arrival this child was huge news and great importance. This child, be it boy or girl, would one day rule Wonderland. The queen was devastated through the whole process. The midwife did a pretty good job of comforting her, but the king's hand wasn't too convinced.

"Almost, keep pushing, you're doing great," the midwife said. The queen's labored breathing became worse. They had been there for the past 12 hours, and Ten wondered why he was even here. The king had asked him a bundle of questions, though. Ten thought he was just nervous about becoming a father. Most of the questions were about babies, but Ten kept apologizing, for he had very little knowledge of the topic as well. The king was panicking again.

"Please let there be nothing wrong," he was praying. Ten tried to comfort the king once more. He was surprised his boss's hand wasn't broken by now.

"Majesty, I'm sure everything's fine. I'm sure we're almost done," Ten said, hoping secretly what he was saying was true. An hour later, the cry of a newborn child was heard, ringing through all of their ears. The queen was exhausted, but the child was out of her body finally. The queen let go of her husband's hand, and the two of them sighed in relief. Ten watched as the midwife took the child into another room to clean him or her off. While she was gone, the queen fell asleep, she was that tired. Ten looked to the king, awaiting instruction. He moved his hand around before addressing Ten.

"She'll be seriously mad if she wakes up and I'm not here. Why don't you check on the midwife," he told Ten. Number Ten nodded, walking out of the room and heading to the midwife's room.

He entered, just in time to see her wrapping the child in a little pink blanket. She looked up at Ten standing in to doorway.

"A pretty girl," she said. Ten stated his business.

"The king sent me to check on you, making sure everything was okay," he said.

"She's perfectly healthy; hardly put up a struggle. Give the parents my congrats. I must take my leave. Very busy, you know," she said, leaving Ten in a surprised state.

"Me?" he asked, just catching her attention. "I've never really ..."

"One hand under her head. the other holding her up. It's not too hard. You'll do fine," she called, completely disappearing this time. Ten looked back at the child, walking a=to the table where the girl lay on her back. He sighed nervously, picking the child up and hoping he as doing it the right way. Her eyes were shut tightly, but Ten could see she would develop brown hair, just like her father. Ten held the child gently, looking at her in amazement. She was so small and fragile. The girl was pure innocence. Ten slightly smiled at her, thinking of Patrick's words that friday long ago. Maybe he was right. Ten knew he had to return the child to her parents, but he couldn't keep from looking at her. There was something she possessed that captured his attention. Coming to the door where the king and queen were, Ten took a deep breath. He held the girl close as he opened the door, still finding the queen asleep. The king's eyes met his and then stared to the girl, his jaw slightly dropping. Ten gave the new princess to her father.

"The midwife took her leave, but she left her congrats," Ten whispered. The king nodded showing he understood. He stared at his daughter.

"She's beautiful," he said to Ten. "Well, worth the wait." Ten agreed. He walked over to the window at Wonderland. 'this will all be hers one day' Ten thought to himself.

"Think of a name?" he asked, being informal now. The king never minded this. He thought that in matters not related to business much, that because Ten was a friend, he didn't find it redundant they were formal with each other. The queen however, never liked anything informal in the palace. No one asked the queen any questions either because she didn't like it.

"No, but I was thinking maybe Penny or Beth," the king said. Ten's own personal opinion disagreed with those names. The girl didn't have a 'Penny' look to her.

"Don't mind my input, but I sorta liked the name Christy. Short for Christiana of course," Ten said, still looking out that window. The king thought about this name for a moment.

"I like that one, Number Ten," he said, making his friend and attendant turn around with a surprised expression graced on his face.

"I'll consider it. See what the queen thinks. Without her knowing the source," the king said, winking at Ten. He was safe in case the queen hated the name. The credit went to the king, but they would both know one name came from not he.

The Queen awoke a wile later, seeing the two people she had entered with. Her husband handed her the princess of Wonderland. The queen looked at this child for about two seconds before turning to Ten and the king.

"Have you picked out a name yet?" she asked, talking to her husband. The king cleared his throat.

"I was going to ask you," he said. "I have three names: Penny, Beth, or Christy. Christy short for Christiana." The queen didn't look at the child before answering.

"Definitely not Penny," she stated simply. Number Ten grew nervous, wondering if she was going to pick the name he suggested.

"Beth is okay, but Christy stands out to me somehow. Yes, I like that name," the queen finished. The king shot Ten a quick glance before he wen back to the subject.

"Then Christy it is," the king agreed.

"It's a pretty name, Majesty," Ten added, thinking he should say something. Inside, he was amazed that the queen picked that name from the rest! It was a silent honor the queen would probably never know. Both nervous and excited, he left the room, giving Christy one last glance. He felt his work was done here, and he should give the king and queen some privacy. It was only courteous of him to do. Christiana Heart, Ten thought as he strode up the hallway, returning to the other suits to finish the day.